Chimera: The Many Faces of Life and Love

By Shantel Day

Chimera: The Many Faces of Life and Love is an honest and oftentimes witty poetic account of situations we have all stumbled upon or witnessed someone else go through. As the facets of our lives intertwine and new realities are created, we get a glimpse at the many identities of love, life, and the things that shape us into the individuals we will ultimately become. The first chapter discusses love at its most beautiful with infinite possibilities. Chapter two touches on what occurs when we realize that things arent always what they seem. And lastly, the final chapter explores the drama that is associated with life. Chimera will take you on a poetic voyage and possibly give words to feelings that you have experienced in your own existence.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 22, 2010
• ISBN: 9781453543955

Shantel Day

Shantel Day was born and raised in Portsmouth, Virginia. She has been writing creatively for twenty-one years and also dabbled in freelance journalism for a short while. While writing has always been her passion, she also enjoys singing loudly in the shower, dancing, cooking, traveling, and modeling for local designers.

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Contents

Groupie

Christmas List

Religious

Sincerely

After the Storm

Touched

Imagine This . . .

Sometimes

Baby, I Know

The One

I Didn’t Know

Trepidation

Uncertain

You

Loving You

I Fell in Love

My Husband

I Know I Don’t

Haiku Three

Catch

Over . . .

I Wish I Had Cheated

Just Because

The Process of Elimination

Internal Conflict

Breaking

Love Me?

Fruitless

Haiku One

Haiku Two

Untitled

My Invisible Valentine

Maybe Tomorrow

Changes

Wishful Thinking

Rain

Bittersweet

The Return

Everything

You Made Your Bed

Teesha

Jaded

My Effin’ Valentine

Tired

Untitled

Bad Karma

Sweet Torture

Two

Worse

You Won’t Let Me

My Favorite Mistake

Disrespect

To My Father

In Your Shoes

Me

Carpe Diem

The Curse

Mirror Image

Fighter

Honey

Just an Observation

The Ghetto

The Man I Loved

The Light

Life

Tears

Special thanks:

God who gives me the voice, courage, motivation, and strength to continue even when I think I can’t. (Philippians: 4-13)

My family, friends, and co-workers who were my first critics and editors. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Brittany Gorham-fashion stylist for photos used (founder of Simone Ivy and independent fashion designer) http://simoneivy.com

Alonzo Williams of Z. O. Photography, Houston, TX (founder of Z. O. Photography and photographer) http://awillphotography.com

Note from the author:

This book is dedicated to all of the situations, people, experiences, ideas from friends, and inspiration over the past 16 years that made this labor of love finally come to life. So many things have changed (for me personally as a writer and individual) since this book was penned which means there will be more to come in the future. I’m positive it won’t take another 16 years! Ha ha! I hope you’ll all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you so much for your support! Blessings and love to each of you!

Advisory:

Let’s start by saying I haven’t always censored myself or my thoughts. With that being stated, my suggestion is that adults read this before you allow your children to and deem what is appropriate. My 14 year old sister, will definitely not be reading everything I wrote! LOL!

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Groupie

So in love with this man that I’m like a groupie at a concert

Completely disregarding that my feelings could get hurt

I’m thinking I’m losing my mind; done kept his letter like it’s an autograph

I don’t tell him I love him often . . . too scared he may laugh

I’d be his microphone if he puts his lips close to my face

I’d be his gun holster if I could rest just below his waist

I’d be this man’s guitar if he strums me with those fingers

And when he performs and takes me to ecstasy, I’ll be his backup singer

I’d be his piano if he promised to stroke my keys

I’d be his drum if he beat it just right

I’d be his saxophone . . . he could give me mouth to mouth all night

I’d be his sunglasses as long as I’m the only woman he sees

I’d be his groupie, his entourage, and biggest fan

I’d have tickets to his concert before it’s even planned

I’m so in love with this man that he’s my superstar

Got me jealous of inanimate objects because right now they’re closer than we are

I love this ordinary man, but in my world, he’s famous

And just like a groupie, I’m shameless

Christmas List

I’ve never been in love before, never the one to make wishes

I’ve never been optimistic about much of anything, never the recipient of heartfelt kisses

I’ve never smiled at any man as much as I’ve smiled at you

I’ve never believed any man could be capable of speaking the truth

I’ve never wanted to know anyone so intimately, touch their very being

I’d never thought a friendship could carry so much meaning

I’ve never wanted to make someone happy as much as I want to satisfy you

I want to know you, understand you, never get your feelings misconstrued

I want to touch you, feel you, listen to your heartbeat next to