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Mandie J Overocker's Profile:
I am a 25 year old student who got married in February of this year. I will graduate with my a combined Master's/Specialist's degree in Mental Health Counseling on August 12 of this year! Now I live in North Carolina with my husband and three beautiful cats. When I am not busy working on my internship/job I volunteer coach soccer with three, four, five and six year olds at our local YMCA. Also I have a passion for the outdoors and do as much work with ropes courses as possible. Eventually I would love to be a trip leader but I still need to work up my hard (technical) skills i.e. river guiding, climbing, etc. But for now I will continue doing what I do...Living a full and exciting life and loving every minute of it. I have been writing for as long as I can remember, and my first and only (non-internet related) published poem was written when I was in the fourth or fifth grade. I was on vacation in the White Mountains of New Hampshire and as we drove home, the smell of campfires and clean air inspired me to write about the day that would always stay. I guess my dad was impressed with what I had written and within a few days it was printed in our local paper. Any way, since then most of my writing has stemmed from the healing process of moving from childhood to adolescence to adulthood. Despite how much I try not to, I always tend to write from personal experiences...and those poems that I really dig deep inside for are usually the ones which are received well. (This doesn't account, however, for the different interpretations that have been given of my work.) The main concept that drives my writing, my work and myself as an individual is that of expressing our own truth. I once began a journal/book that I assembled with the following quote from my own writings : "Truth. That is what we must face...challenge it, accept it, live in it. Our Truth is who we are and if we deny its existence then we cease to be." I closed that same journal/book with the following quote from Andre Gide "Do not think your truth can be found by anyone else." My writing I suppose is my effort to "find" my own truth, to reach out challenge it, accept it and live in it. Hence my penname which I have yet to use here: Livesintruth. Parts of the Journal/Book I put together can be reached through the Letters link at the bottom of my homepage. I am honored to be a part of this unique and beautiful community of poets and am grateful that I stumbled upon it one night in March. I hope to learn lots from all of you and hope that I may be able to reach you as well as many of your works touch me. -Mandie Addendum - March 2001 After i graduated in August of last year, i took a position as a Social worker with a Children's Home. I lost myself in my job for about four months. I recently left that position to address some personal issues and have started working with Eckerd Youth Camps as a Family Worker - so far i love my job. i get to work out of my home three days a week and the other two days i get to be down at the camp, outside in God's beautiful world, in my jeans and hiking shoes, no more dresses or heels or stockings! i can just be myself! i have started to write again... i haf gotten away from it for quite a while...this is never a good thing and my frame of mind/mood is almost always an indicator as to whether or not i am writing consistently. whether or not i am seeking that truth, that "true-self" that lies within us all. February 2003 I am back on the website again popping in and out... thinking about writing again... or better... tailoring my writing into the fine art of poetry. I miss this community and look forward to being amidst my friends here. I have also been through hell and back it seems... and perhaps still making trips there on occasion. Perhaps life is just a series of day trips there until we figure out we are worth so much more than that? shortly after my last addendum, I experienced my first severe auto accident and another on the same day. Within six months I had two more for a total of four major auto accidents in that short time frame. needless to say by the end of 2001 I was anxiously awaiting the new year and 2002 brought much better experiences... the dawning of a new business... and no professional employment outside of self-employment. My journey has been all about uncovering my self, discovering who i am and realizing the beauty within and without that makes up the person I am, professionally, socially, personally, and physically. Regardless of what anyone else thinks.. it is what i see in the mirror that matters... and often it is hard to see this beauty... i feel as though i have been blind for so long... so very long. but alas... i will leave this for my writing... and perhaps the poetry will tell the tales. My husband and I just celebrated our 3 year anniversary! and all our animals,. 3 cats, dog and the newly acquired fish in our new aquarium are all doing great... no children yet... soon perhaps..??who knows... I hope, but I think life has other plans for now... we'll see. June 2005 Well now we are half way through 2005...My husband and I are still married but no children yet...all the animals are alive and well. The last couple years have been chocked full of all sorts of things...writing writing and more writing. I am currently working on writing an autobiography of healing and my experiences with Vision Questing. What i've written so far can be viewed at http://www.geocities.com/a_overocker/TheStory.html . I am trying to work up the nerve to advertise for leading a vision quest in the coming year. I have been trained as a council leader and can lead a vision quest, but have yet to do it, I have been on two quests so far myself. I so enjoy nature and the grounding i get from being out there. There has been a lot of work in therapy, I am finally dealing with the enormous amount of grief that has been built up inside me over the last thirty years. I so appreciated this website and place to post my work and commune with others who dabble with this delicious art form! I'm starting to branch out of the personal experience poems to try to write some more lighthearted pieces here and there. I think there will always be a hint of personal experience in my writing...that's just how i work i guess. I have enjoyed writing and sharing my work with you all this month as well as reading your works! I look forward to continuing to do this as the year progresses. Thank you all for your gentle support and encouragement. I feel so supported by all. Cheers....Mandie

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Poem TitlePoet NameCritique Given by Mandie J OverockerCritique Date
Depending on What Is IsMell W. MorrisAlthough there is no apparent rhyme scheme or specific meter, this poem flows well and reads like a short story. It is filled with images, some i care not to imagine, but vividly portrayed. I wonder if the title should read..."Depending on What It Is" ? This is a thought provoking piece and one that really made this reader think. Good work. Mandie2005-06-26 00:20:10
YokedDellena RovitoDellena, Oh how burdening emotions can be and how restraining too. You have done an awesome job here conveying the image of being yoked to the emotions and how one must gasp 'for life sustaining air.' be it from anxiety or depression, fear or amazement. "Gripped in servitude to misery's implement' This is an incredible line and leads perfectly into the next. The metaphor, well simile, of the draft horse is excellently immersed within this deep and reflective piece. Sorrow is a complex and difficult emotion to carry...and often we attempt to evade the expression or process of grief...and in that process of escaping we do become heavy burdened and overwhelmed in feeling bound by something beyond ourselves and often become desperate to ease the pain. yes, 'and so it goes.' I love this piece, another one i will keep close by. Thank you for sharing it here online. Keep up the great work. Mandie2005-06-26 00:11:19
Thundermarilyn terwillegerGreat meter, rhyme and flow throughout. This is an excellent piece of work. The images are colorful and vibrant popping through the verses. "Flowers yawn and mountains shout" What a great characterization you have here. and here too "even grasses smile therein". I like the alitteration in "Skittered and scattered overtop." The use of 'Hearkened'in the first verse relates well to the mention of 'angel-spirit' in the second verse. There are so many goodies in this! Great job Marilyn. I look forward to reading more of your work in the future. Always enjoy it! Thanks for sharing it with us. Mandie2005-06-25 23:57:35
PickinDellena RovitoDellena, This is a refreshing piece that flows so fluidly and liltingly. Poignantly written what seems effortlessly. The rhyme works well and i think it rather crafty to use the same sound throughout. The images are vibrant and i like the characterization of the tree..."With attributes that I don't see" i love this line! Trees are such awesome creations that hold so much life and learning for me. I will keep this poem nearby, i love it! Thank you for posting it and sharing it with us here. Mandie 2005-06-25 23:48:40
Falling From YouRick BarnesRick... This is a beautiful piece, eloquently written. Your rhyme scheme and structure works effortlessly and the story flows vividly through each stanza. 3,5,4,3,6,4,4 3,5,4,3,6,4,4 3,5,4,3,6,4,4 you have created a lovely beat and kept it true throughout the piece. The title nicely fits the work and the imagery and metaphorical appeal is intense. I can literally see two lovers falling for each other, or falling away. Even the image of 'jumping out of an airplane' comes readliy to mind and how perfect as falling in love can often give the same rush as that. I imagined two lovers jumping from a plane and holding tight, then letting go and falling from each other instead of towards one another or for one another. I know you don't mention airplane here, but that is what my mind created as i read this one. I love the metaphor and imagery and wouldn't change a thing! Cheers, Mandie 2005-06-25 23:44:58
ArnieLatorial D. FaisonLatorial, This is a great tribute to a wonderful poet. You have done him well here. I like the flow and the structure of cinquain even though the meter varies. You paint a great picture and offer a great metaphor. Thanks for posting this and sharing it with us. Mandie2005-06-25 23:20:10
These EyesDonna Carter SolesSilence becomes a silent cry... A whisper of heart or whisper of lie? A wail, a scream soon tears apart (just a few adjustments that i think might help the flow...although it flows well for the most part.) my soul my mind my beating heart! (i love this stanza) I know I can ne'er escape these echoes of the lies and darkness which fills my lifeless, blinded eyes! (again subtle adjustments for flow) All that technical stuff aside...i love this piece. I am left wondering are you blind, or are you speaking of being blind to what is right in front of us. As a victim of severe abuse growing up, i dissociated most of the experiences and locked them away in my head. This piece screams at me and reminds me of so many bits of evidence that were and are often right in front of me that i couldn't see because of the 'lies' i told myself to get through it all. And silence...a huge part it played...you may want to read my poems titled "Prison" and "Silence" - this poem reminds me of these. Great work here...Thanks for sharing it! Mandie2005-06-25 23:17:56
FoundationsThomas H. SmihulaThomas, This is a truly lovely piece. I love the images and the sense of a stong, old, perhaps oak tree that has witnessed generation after generation of your family. Yes it is a wonderful example of a foundation, with roots firmly planted in the earth and branches reaching to the sky. I imagine your grandchildren, wrestling with you and clinging in your arms, as though you were a tree yourself. Your family tree has definitely sprouted...and will continue for years to come. I really like the image of the tree, one can see oneself as the trunk, with ancestors the roots and children the branches. You have done a great job depicting this here. Good flow, i like the loose rhyme scheme...it certainly doesn't seem forced. Thanks for sharing this with us here. Mandie2005-06-25 22:24:22
Cat Lovers.........HELPClaire H. CurrierClaire, I could just see the cat through the delightful expression you have penned here. I love the way you wrote from the cat's point of view. I have three cats and I swear they know what is up when I pull out their crates...They know where we are headed. I used to try to take them for rides just to get them accustomed to riding in the car. I even have one that seems to hold it in and leaves a present for the vet when they go to take him out of the crate...EVERYTIME! And each time i think we have made it to the vet without a present...by the time we walk in...there's one there...so much fun...so pretty. I am glad to hear your pets 'survived' this adventure and that they are so well taken care of. The poem flows well and reads like a story. Great job on this one... Mandie2005-06-25 21:54:51
I Don't KnowKenneth R. PattonKenneth, This is a beautiful, short and to the point piece of art. IT is well written and conveys your thoughts poignantly. My only suggestion would be to say "But I know [you] would offer it" at the end of the 2nd stanza. Perhaps it is that you would offer her your strength, but in my humble opinion, which doesn't mean much, I think that change would suit the structure of the poem more befittingly. I'm so sorry to hear about your friend. Cancer is an ugly evil and steals the beauties of life all too quickly and maliciously. I'm glad you had the chance to give her this too. Peace, Mandie2005-06-24 07:22:44
ContentmentDebbie SpicerDebbie, Medication can be a wonderful thing and can also be the opposite. My theory is if it works for you why upset the balance? If it doesn't, perhaps there's something else out there that can. I presume you're talking about an anti-depressant, or similar drug, and your reference to looking at the past reminds me that it has been the combination of medication and working in therapy on past childhood/young adulthood issues that has helped me through the darker moments into the light of contentment...if i can even say i have felt it. I have found my writing to be an amazing outlet and one which brings me peace, and it seems that writing holds something similar to you. I hope you are able to decide what you want to do, I know this much, whatever you decide will be what is meant to be...as long as you are keeping your own best interests at the forefront, you can't go wrong. I like this poem, it is simple, and from the heart, yet is complex with the possible interpretations. It flows and rhymes well. Good work here. Mandie2005-06-24 07:16:45
For You I Waitedmarilyn terwillegerMarilyn, What great images here. The poem flows well and I was whisked away with your words. Are you still waiting? There is a melancholy tone here, and I wonder who you wait for...a lover perhaps, yes, it seems as you feel their breath and hear their voice. I love the vivid colors you have painted this picture for us in and look forward to reading more of your great works. Thank you for the honor of reading this one. MAndie2005-06-22 16:43:01
I AM . . .Latorial D. FaisonLatorial, Frankness is your style as this poem reveals. I love the flow and the images you create here. We are as poets each and everyone of these things and so much more. When will we all in this world realize we are all of the same creator, all of the same creation, we share the same air, drink the same water, walk the same earth? Thank you for this inspiring and thought provoking piece. Mandie2005-06-22 16:26:27
Mea CulpaDellena RovitoCloudy skies and raindrop eyes - I love this line. Full of imagery and well written, this piece tickles my fancy. I am curious if you intentionally tried to make each line with the same number of syllables, oir if that just happened. the only two that are short a syllable would be the first two and i wouldn't want to see those change, they open the piece so lovely. if you wanted each line to have the same syllables perhaps sticking to a seven syllable line instead of eight would work... but i have trouble with some lines making that work. is this a particular form i am not aware of? Mea culpa! indeed...you've written a marvelous piece here...thank you for sharing. Mandie 2005-06-22 15:45:22
unittledRachel F. SpinozaRachel, I can't believe the misspelled title "unittled" was overseen by you. PErhaps intended? I wish i knew what a jacaranda is, my presumption would be it is a flower, perhaps one found in California? Great piece of haiku, form is good and the imagery superb (if i am right about the flower.?) Nice to read your work again. Mandie2005-06-22 15:36:11
The ThiefTimothy HolyoakeTimothy, I am impressed deeply by your painful experience. Your title harshly forewarns of the painful tale you spin. But i presume it is not just a tale but an awful exprience, memory of yours. I too have had my share of this terrible crimes, and i can only hope youare finding peace and healing as you continue your journey and write. Thank you so much for sharing this piece with us. No child should ever be exposed to such cruelties and with such trickery and misguidance and alluring with treats. I am so sorry this happened to you. Many blessings for peace and cheer, but do not forget to let that young one mourn. Thinking of you, Mandie PS As a comment on structure and technicalities, i feel to comment here would be to take away from the poignant way you have shared this memory. I think the poem flows well and the structure seems rather sound to me. Thanks again.2005-06-21 11:25:00
ASHESNancy Ann HemsworthNancy, Wow - what an amazing collection of images and thoughts. you have captured the essence of spreading one's ashes so eloquently, i am awed at your artistry. i feel less than able to comment, much less critique this beautiful work. The structure lends us to read smoothly from one line to the next, the brevity kept my attention the whole way through. I felt like i was right there with you as you lifted your hands to release your loved one. And how bittersweet, we can hold andd release that one, those ashes, yet they can not hold and release us in return, but perhaps our release comes as we release them. I love what you've done here. Thank you for the read. Mandie2005-06-21 11:13:34
Sole to SoulTimothy HolyoakeThis is a beautiful, but sad poem. it calls each of us out to recognize the valuable life in every being. The imagery is impeccable, and you convey the story clearly. I am reminded of the many homeless i see around town every day, and that longing in my soul to reach out to them. For it could be just as easy for me to be walking in their soles. Thank you so much for posting this...great work. Only one editing note... tried should read tired? just a thought. Mandie2005-06-20 19:43:08
The Mindless WandererThomas H. SmihulaThomas, You have cleverly depicted The wandering mind. and hence your title is so apropo. I am intrigued by your use of stanzas and line breaks as they pull me to read further and further, becoming lost amongst the thoughts of the mindless wanderer. what art. thank you for sharing this with us. Mandie2005-06-19 18:37:56
The idea-houndMark Andrew HislopWow Mark... Once again your writing has touched me ever so deeply. What a beautiful way you have captured the essence of writing and with such a powerful metaphor as the hound. I had to reread this several times to be sure it wasn't about a real blood hound that is how well you have employed the imagery here. I love the constellationless windowpane, and the 'parchment' which detains your hand. eloquently written. Thanks for sharing this !!! Mandie2005-06-19 18:27:04
DignityDeniMari Z.Deni, This is quite an interesting piece. it flows quickly and the imagery is profound. I like how the first two stanzas seem to rhyme, and would like to see the third rhyme also. but i am not sure what to suggest. it has been a few reads and i still can't quite tell what it is that is missing. It seems well written and not needing anyhing added, but my rhyming mind wants something more.Ilike this one, it makes me think. great work. Mandie2005-06-19 18:10:22
The Bones of the DeadMedard Louis Lefevre Jr.Wow...what an incredible piece of writing. I see so many different angles that the reader can go with this writing. Whether it is viewing a ghost town, or a decaying soul in a battered body. You have very artfully portrayed for me the image of one who is reflecting on a history of a life the author qquestions as meaningfull or meaningless. The image of the 'bones of the dead' is a very stark image and draws my attention immediately. I like how each line flows into the next, each stanza to the next. It seems seamless, and structured so well, that the rhymes flow effortlessly. Great work poet. Thank youf for sharing this one. it is a good one! Mandie2005-06-19 18:04:36
Wind At My BackMell W. MorrisMell, Wow. what an incredible poem filled with imagery and natural impressions. I love your use of a 'new vocabulary' and am intrigued by the form you have chosen. each line kept me drawn to the next, and perhaps thihis was your reasoning behind your choice of form? I think you have done a great job here and i look forward to reading more of your writing. Mandie2005-06-19 17:45:05
AbyssJesus Manuel LopezJesus, I love this poem. I wish I was more educated about the references you make, but the story came through clear to me. I was reminded of the deep abyss i feel inside myself. This poem flows nicely andconveys well the philosophical questions of life that we all grapple with. Thank you for posting this. Mandie2005-06-19 17:41:24
A Diamond Of DesignNancy Ann HemsworthNancy, Very well written! I love the play on the metaphors of personalities in the different types of gems. Your work is well formed, flows well in most the entire poem and the message comes across clearly and succinctly. Thank you for sharing this great piece with us online. I love how the first two lines and last two lines repeat - the second time round there's such more meaning in the couplet thanks to your superb writing. I think that is what makes a poem truely wonderful when the writer makes you think and shift your perspective effortlessly, and that is exactly what you do with this one. Job well done! Keep writing. Mandie2004-10-07 22:41:35
Mass of tearsMark Andrew HislopOh wow. I love the message in this poem and the imagery is undoubtedly clear. What a struggle as a man to become vulnerable to all emotions and feelings and then to express them as beautifully as you have here. Unfortunately men in our society are taught to 'dam' the tears and be stoic to the outside world, yet at what expense? There is so much to life besides being 'strong' and without feeling. So much more and I think your writing here clearly shows this. Thank you for letting us read and share in your beautiful creation!2004-09-20 02:31:45
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