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Tuesday November 24, 2009

Poem/Artistic Stories

  • A few thoughts...not mine but I agree.

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

    I am at an odd point in my life, I want a husband, a baby a feeling of wholeness...I have been in love with Adrian for years now, but do to geographic issues we haven't been together. So I am feeling moody and afraid to trust....hence the following.
    A relationship is like glass. Sometimes it's
    better to leave it broken than try to hurt
    yourself by putting it back together.
    Unknown
    Love is un...




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  • I wish

    Monday, April 14, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    When I find myself in times of trouble
    Mother Mary comes to me
    Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
    And in my hour of darkness
    She is standing right in front of me
    Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
    Let it be, let it be.
    Let it be, let it be.
    Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
    And when the broken hearted people
    Living in the world agree,
    There will be an answer, let it be.
    For though they may be parted th...











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  • The Exercise

    Tuesday, May 13, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    The Exercise
    Just a simple exercise to hone your writing skills,
    You have to answer who would cry
    If suddenly you’re killed.
    It got me thinking of that time the future near or far,
    I’d have to say that it depends
    On what is in the stars.
    If by my own hand would they cry?
    I’d have to say not much,
    She was just under so much stress,
    Remember how she’d get depressed?
    No, we won’t...










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  • i forgot i had a journal woah

    Wednesday, June 11, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Lake
    Serene calm sea
    The sky’s mirror
    Reflecting the world above
    So that earthly men
    May be in heaven
    Land
    Full of life and color it once was
    Birds sung songs
    Crickets played violins
    Along came man
    Little life left
    Colors of oil swirling in the rivers
    Survival of the filthiest

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  • FATHER'S DAY

    Saturday, June 20, 2009

    6/20/2009 
    DAY BY DAY
    IN EVERY WAY 
    WE WORK & PLAY 
    WE STAY 
    WE TRY  TO GROW
    WE TRY TO  FLOW
    WE TRY TO  SHOW
    WE TRY TO GLOW  
    WE TRYTO IMPROVE ON         
    WE  TRY MOVE ON  
    WE TRY TO PASS ON 
    WE TRY TO LOVE ON
    IT SEEMS EACH GENERATION HAS THE GOAL TO BE A BIT BETTER THEN THE  PREVI...












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  • Destiny

    Wednesday, July 8, 2009


    ~~~Destiny?  :o)  ~~~
    Is a future for me?
    What is my destiny.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    What will my history be?
    Does it hid in destiny?
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    What is my duty to be?
    As I travel to my destiny
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    What can it be?
    What we call our destiny. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    What will I see?
    There in my destiny.
    ~~...














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  • DON QUIXOTE

    Friday, August 7, 2009

    In a time of utter confusion and doubt who better to have as a role model then Don Quixote. A frail brave, battered ragged knight errant. A well meaning albeit a bit befuddled & confused man on a mission to undo perceived unforgivable wrongs.  Often mislead for the amusement of his so called "betters" for their amusement &  distorted pleasure.  ~~~  ...

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  • The Hourglass

    Friday, September 4, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Faster and faster
    Spills the hourglass
    As I wait for him
    No longer a child
    Yet eternally my child
    Becoming the man
    I always dreamed he would
    As he signs the papers
    That will take him away
    To far off places
    Where I can not follow
    As I watch him run
    Headlong into life
    I know the hourglass
    will not stop
    Even if I wanted it to
    But couldn't it just
    Slow down for a moment?
    Written yesterday while I was waiting fo...

















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  • Neurofibromatosis

    Wednesday, September 9, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story


    Im Laying here in bed listening to the thunder roll like angels bowling up in heaven and lightning light up the night sky like the 4th of july . Rain running of the rough like the tears pouring off my face ,feeling lifeless in pain with nothing to help other then tuffing it out until my pain ends .Im laying here wishing theres something you could do it to help it other then curling up in my blank...

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