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Thursday November 26, 2009

Poetry

  • i learned

    Thursday, May 22, 2008

    i learned to smile even when i wanted to cry.i learned not to make a sound as tears roled down my check.i had to act like everything was fine even though she just beat me .if i wasnt convencing another beating was the prize. i stop crying ouy loud when she beat me,i refused to give her the satifaction of hearing me cry.i havent cryed out loud since i was 7.      &nbs...

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  • Why

    Monday, June 1, 2009

    Why
    I need a hand to hold
    To hold me from the ledge
    of all this craziness.
    Why all the rain?
    Why all this pain?
    Why all these tears?
    If you can walk on water
    the put the pieces of
    my heart back together.
    I need sanity, I need Joy
    I need love! Why are
    You hiding from me?
    I know the darkest part
    is right before the dawn
    I know you  have my back.
    This thread I'm holding onto
    will soon break.  So here
    I...

















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  • Grief

    Wednesday, January 28, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    heart cracks, not broken, just cracks
    missing those that are gone, that is all
    feelings, sneaking up are not fair
    leaking out into the day, slipping I fall
    into the gray of the thinking pain
    that washes into my chest, I fear
    there I will stand revealed ,the real me
    that the strength I pretend will disappear
    No, no think happy thoughts
    I am waiting for the healing to begin
    heart cracks, I am told mend wit...









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  • THE OLD LOSE THEIR LANGUAGE

    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...













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  • An Ode to Arthritis

    Saturday, April 4, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

     A Ode to Arthritis
    I’m not disposed to hysterical bursts or emotional crying,
    but since I’ve had this damned disease, to deny it would be lying.
    Doctor sent me to a rheumy specialist, a master of his field,
    “I think you have Rheumatoid Arthritis” he said, your future now is sealed.
    I’ve had that many X-Rays, I’m amazed I‘m not glowing bright green,
    Not t...





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  • What does Acceptance mean to you? Is it a good thing?

    Saturday, November 1, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    A question in one of our groups caused me to dig out one of my favorite poems by Amy Carmichael, I know I posted it in my journal at least a year or more ago, but it is one you couldn't go wrong to read again, especially if there is anything in your life that is less than  p e r f e c t   !!!!
    __________________________________
    The Fig Leaf
    "Thanks and thanks again to him wh...


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  • At Night

    Tuesday, April 29, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Hey Everyone,
    Its been awhile since i've posted a poem and i thought i'd come and post one for you all,
    sorry it still isnt a happy poem. I also apologise if this poem hurts or upsets anyone that isnt the intention.
    Luvya All,
    Becka
    xoxox
    At Night!!!!
    Midnight, Pitch black, lying in bed,
    Listening to thoughts that crowd my head
    Not knowing when they’ll stop,
    Or if they’ll kill me or n...









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  • Two Little Breaths

    Thursday, August 21, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Two little breaths that’s all it took
    For me to love you, to want you
    To never let you down
    Two little breaths was all you took
    You were taken away from
    For someone else to love
    Two more breaths and we could have won
    You could have kept going
    Proved them all wrong
    Two little breaths and I knew
    That you were gone that part of life was over
    I had to survive and move on
    Two little breaths to shatter my ...











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