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Tuesday July 28, 2015

Poem/Artistic Stories

  • Sweet Child of Mine

    Friday, May 3, 2013 | A Poem/Artistic story

    she's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, where everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky. now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place, and if I stare too long I'll probably break down and cry.
    sweet child of mine, sweet love of mine.
    she's got eyes of the bluest skies and if they fall with rain, id hate to look into those eyes and s...

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  • The Sidewalk of Life - Portia Nelson

    Wednesday, June 4, 2014 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Chapter One
    I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I fall in.
    I am lost .... I am helpless.
    It isn't my fault.
    It takes forever to find a way out. Chapter Two
    I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I pretend that I don't see it.
    I fall in again.
    I can't believe I am in this same place.
    But, it isn't my fault.
    It still takes a long time to get out. Ch...

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  • If a house could talk...

    Tuesday, December 30, 2014 | A Poem/Artistic story

    As I sit in the house where I grew up, I think about the first time I was here. 
    Maybe I was nine or 10.
    I looked around it and thought it to be a pretty good house. 
    When my parents and the Realtor were out of site, I climbed through the rectangular hole that allows you to peer through the kitchen into the den. It was my usual circus stunt, doing kid-stuff for no reason I guess. 
    ...

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  • Have a Chelsea Morning Kind of Day

    Tuesday, February 24, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50LAFfIcL1Q 
    <COPY PASTE ABOVE>
    I'm not a morning person. 
    Upon awakening I'm more like the old John Denver number, "Sometimes I Feel Like a Sad Song". Still, that doesn't keep me from imagining what a Chelsea morning must have been like. Or the feeling of that kind of day. 
    I recently rediscovered 70s legend Joni Mitchell. While surfin...

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  • ia m done with life and everyone

    Tuesday, March 17, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    people suck and life sucks only god can sanve me if he wants to so bye forever

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  • FUCK THE WORLD

    Wednesday, March 18, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    HATE PAIN IN MY EYES
    WANNA SEE YOU DIE
    WITH A FUCKIN GUN AND KNIFE
    HATE THIS BULLSHIT  OF A LIFE
    WANNA SEE YOU SUFFER
    WANNA YOU SEE SCREAM
    AS I KILL YOU IN THE GUTTER
    PAIN IS ALL I HAVE
    I HATE THIS CRAP
    FUCKING GONE MAD

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  • Can It Be Obtained?

    Thursday, April 9, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    While every song on '12' is based on poems I wrote... this song is my favorite.  They're all my babies but this one is my favorite.  The singer has such a powerful voice and the saxs... oh man the sax!!!!

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  • 30 Days of Gratitiude: Day 1: My Cat

    Sunday, April 12, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    I think Snowball Lucy must have a sense of humor, a sly one at that. That little upturned smile that she makes when she rolls over on her back and looks at the world upside down seems like she is finding the humor in life. 
    I can learn much from her. She's unfazed by Ringo, the killer toy poodle she with whom she shares a home. He charges her daily and she forgives him constantly, offering u...

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  • 30 Days of Gratitude - Day 2: My husband

    Monday, April 13, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Why am I grateful for my husband.
    It's a simple reason: he takes out the trash so I don't have to.
    It's the simplest things that make life enjoyable.
    He also tapes shows for me and downloads movies. He will go to bat for me when I run out of gas or have a flat. He rides to me rescue.
    He sometimes laughs at my jokes. He tells me like it is. He helps me with work sometimes (when I don't go overboar...

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  • Today was cooler than yesterday and I didn't get out too much, but when I did, boy, was it nice:cloudless sky, sun overhead, and cool, pleasant breezes blowing my hair. I do miss living near the ocean. I've thought it every day of my life since I moved to Richmond.
    But, today, just today, there was not a single person I encountered who didn't smile and say hello and I forgot about being homesick ...

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