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Tuesday November 24, 2009

Poetry

  • 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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  • Ode to Lamictal

    Thursday, April 2, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    I rely on you to make me whole,
    To fix this illness beyond my control,                                                             
    And yet you cause me so much pain.
    Is there really that much more to gain?
    My stomach in spasms, my...



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  • Go Steelers!

    Thursday, January 29, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    'Twas the Night Before the Super Bowl'
    'Twas the night before the Super Bowl, when along the gulf shore, 
    Steelers fans were praying for "just one more;" 
    The players were nestled all snug in the sack, 
    With visions of the first NFL Six-Pack; 
    Coach Tomlin was young, but wise for his years, 
    So I drifted off to sleep without any fears; 
    When at the st...






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  • Just A Story

    Friday, April 18, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    I heard Grandpa's alarm ring in the next room.  I was already awake and just kept anticipating that it would ring soon.  For today is Saturday, which means we will be heading down to the farm.  I just couldn't wait for the weekends to arrive.  Every weekend was an adventure to the farm.
    By nine o'clock grandma had us fed and we were out the door.  Watching gran...

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  • Journal Entry for March 14, 2008

    Friday, March 14, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    "I Will Be There for You"
    When I lost faith
    You believed in me
    When I stumbled
    You were right there
    For every act of love you've done
    I owe you one
    There were hard times
    I know I survived
    Just because you stayed by my side
    With all I have, with all I ama
    I promise you all my life
    Whenever the road is too long
    Whenever the wind is too strong
    Wherever the journey may lead to
    I will be there for you
    I...















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  • Something Better

    Sunday, July 26, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Felt like writing a poem. So, inspired by the "lovely" whether we're having here, i wrote this. 
    She gazes out the window
    Sees the rain as it falls
    She looks at it sadly and says
    "There's got to be something better than this..."
    She gets up, walks to her bathroom
    Stands in front of the sink and looks to her right
    She glares at the razorblade and says
    "There's go...







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  • (Frank's on leave.) The key to the Door

    Thursday, October 16, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    she strides right over and grabs the door knob.  a bolt of lightning throws her back onto her bottom.  her right arm sears with pain from her fingers to her shoulder.
    so there she sits facing that blasted door,  seated on a rather nice piece of grass.  dazed and disorientated, in itself not unusual.  often when she lands (wakes up?) she is temporarily bereaved of...

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