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Wednesday November 11, 2009
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Corporate/Government Greed fueled Gangster rage
The economic conditions have taken a dire turn, with people who have worked their entire lives losing their employment, security and homes. People who have always done what was expected of them and b...by: cypher
an Inspirational Story
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More »MEMBERS IN NEED
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I am cleaning house today and decided to run in my room to get my cigerettes(I know nasty habit) and my son(age 3) has locked me in my room and I am pissed!
My BFF is on her way over to let me out-I cant believe this..it has never even dawned on my hubby and I that the lock is on the outside of the door(been this way since we moved in 2yrs ago-DUH) but now it will be getting changes ASAP
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More »INSPIRATIONAL STORIES
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I recieved the best gift ever today from my daughter Taylor. She handed me this gift when I picked her up from school. I was driving so she opened it for me. I asked her to read it but she thought I would like it better if I read it. I could tell she was so proud to give this to me.
She wrote to me:
Dear Mom,
I appreciate all that yo...1 Recommendation6 Comments
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Still I Rise by Maya Angelou You may ...
frndsrgldn Apr 23, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did...4 Recommendations7 Comments -
The old lose their languageIn native tongue ...
butterfly... Jan 20, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
The old lose their language
In native tongue timing is clean, like water
Sparkling, clear, simple
Like before the war.
Why waste time with English?
It has no space for memories
Clipped, efficient, like soldiers
Marching through the mind.
When I was young we spoke feelings.
Beauty, nature, song prayer, a baby's cry
A girl laughing and a tear
How it feels when the wind blows
abd the sun shines.
There...2 Recommendations7 Comments -
The dark cloud is not quite so dark anymore...
JudiB Aug 15, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008 |
The dark cloud is not quite so dark anymore but the sun hasn't come back out, so to speak, in my heart yet. But I keep hoping... and while I wait, I think and then I write, and this is what came out today. It helps me and I'm hoping maybe it helps someone else along the way.
How many times can I say that I love you?
How many times can I wish you were here?
How can it b...3 Recommendations6 Comments -
To all of those who...
JudiB Aug 25, 2008
Friendship In Our Time Of Need...
Monday, August 25, 2008 |
To all of those who share and care about the loved ones that we've all lost...
For all of us to remember them with all of the love in our hearts.
The tears that quench our sadness
For all that used to be;
The aching in our hearts
That no one else can see.
The pain that doesn't go away
For months, it lingers on,
Throbbing to remind us
Of our loved ones who have gone
Onto a place so far away
Tha...1 Recommendation7 Comments -
I went to a party, And remembered what you said. Y...
knowname Mar 05, 2008
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE....OR LET ANYONE ELSE!!!!
Wednesday, March 5, 2008 |
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
so I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
that I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right.
The party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece.
I neve...1 Recommendation7 Comments -
A strong woman versus a woman of strength A...
frndsrgldn Aug 13, 2008
A Borrowed Poem "A Strong Woman..."
Wednesday, August 13, 2008 |
A strong woman versus a woman of strength
A strong woman works out every day
to keep her body in shape
but a woman of strength looks deep inside
to keep her soul in shape
A strong woman isn't afraid
of anything
but a woman of strength shows courage
in the midst of her fear
A strong woman won't let anyone
get the best of her
but a woman of strength gives the best
of her to everyone
A strong woman ...1 Recommendation6 Comments -
"The Hole" It is deep, it is sh...
frndsrgldn Jul 15, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008 |
"The Hole"
It is deep,
it is sharp,
it was a shattered
piece of my heart!
It's been there,
it's tore apart,
strewn about
right from the start.
Who knows why,
Oh! does it show?
Cuz it began
so long ago.
When it took
it's first blow,
that flung it about
to and fro.
It finally gave in,
the pressure built up,
the pain it did boil
and it did erupt!
It will move on,
will be patched up.
I know this now,
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This was sent to me from my dear friend here on DS...
frndsrgldn Mar 13, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008 |
This was sent to me from my dear friend here on DS... MrsTDC
And I thought it was a positive message, so I wanted to share....
(((((((BIG GIGANTIC HUGS)))))))
Trouble arrives in measures,and we stack it up real high,
until we're convinced,we have no reason to try.
If you feel defeated, you're absolutely wrong,
for if you follow your dream, you could never lose for long.
Ignor...2 Recommendations5 Comments -
I just think this poem that was sent to me and man...
4tina7 Dec 21, 2008
Journal Entry for December 21, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008 |
I just think this poem that was sent to me and many others is beautiful!!
If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you
and share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.
If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own;
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone.
If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things I'm finding
are...1 Recommendation5 Comments -
All truth passes through three stages....
frndsrgldn Aug 13, 2008
Journal Entry for August 13, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008 |
All truth passes through three stages.
First it is ignored,
then it is violently opposed
and finally it is accepted as self
evident." –
German philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer, 1788 – 18601 Recommendation5 Comments -
laying my head on the pillowhappy heart, peaceful ...
Beautyfor... May 22, 2008
First poem I've written in years......
Thursday, May 22, 2008 |
laying my head on the pillow
happy heart, peaceful mind
peace and joy combined
sweet dreams
sips of coffee
organizing the day
accustions arise
joy fades
picking myself up
taking Your hand
desperate heart
shaking while i stand
haughty looks, condemning eyes
pointing fingers, shielded pride
but i stand
and only when i fall
i get on my knees
and pray that You will reveal all
broken hearts
broken dreams
discouraging day...1 Recommendation5 Comments
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did...4 Recommendations7 Comments -
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