Tag: life
group name: enthusiastsofall
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June 06, 2008 03:21 PM EDT --
frayed strands of my heart
are played
with life's gentlest bow
the cooing
of a mourning dove
echoes my grief
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February 08, 2007 11:46 AM EST --
"Candles Under The Sea"
Once found, a lost item to its loser,
Is like finding a treasure in a sunken ship
Deep within the bowels of the sea.
Unscathed by . . .
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April 29, 2008 09:15 PM EDT --
"Beached"
What possess one with your capacity to become beached;
Allowing your life to suffocate by choosing to be leached?
Is life . . .
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October 09, 2006 03:04 PM EDT --
Thoughts are random and scattered,
Like fragile leaves caught in a whirlwind.
Twisting, turning, until tattered,
The memory of your words leaves me badly chagrined.
They play in my mind like a broken . . .
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October 18, 2006 08:29 PM EDT --
I wrote this poem about 8 years ago. I wrote it for my two oldest daughters, to hide away in their baby books. But, it was recently uncovered, and I thought that I would share it with all of you. . . .
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January 11, 2008 05:52 AM EST --
While attending the Stephen Ministry training
in Orlando, Florida, this week I have used my
spare time (there wasn't much!) to create
four new mini-paintings (5" x 5"). . . .
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October 01, 2008 09:08 PM EDT --
She lived in a 6 x 6 cage. Most people would go crazy. She found it cozy. She needed boundaries, and the cage provided those.
Master fed her when she was hungry. He gave her water . . .
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October 02, 2006 04:30 PM EDT --
Mommy holds tight her little girl`s hand,
as they travel the rough foreign land.
Mommy leads her down a path unknown,
but she knows her daughter`s will is strong.
They`ve finally made it to . . .
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May 07, 2008 02:23 AM EDT --
Hello to my gather friends. I'm about to take a trip to Europe. I hope to blog every day and eventually turn my collection of events into a hefty travel story. I'm leaving on . . .
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August 14, 2007 10:43 PM EDT --
Stories
Like bedrooms
Real
Unclothed,
Like people are
If you let them
Or if they let you.
I think often
of your shoulders
Strong to hold me.
I don't think you
Would.
If you . . .
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January 09, 2008 11:16 AM EST --
Here are the writing resolutions I had for 2007:
(copied from old journal)
1. I resolve to earn more money per hour, thereby increasing my take-home pay and eventually becoming financially self-sufficient. . . .
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November 21, 2008 10:53 PM EST --
Un time ly Sa n ta
Let's play Santa with the backyard children.
It is early fall with ashes and golds.
Touch the heads with hazel hairs, careless
tussle with them, offer sweets . . .
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June 25, 2008 02:57 PM EDT --
I had just been out of the hospital a couple of months. I was still 20 pounds under weight and my new teeth weren't ready yet, so I couldn't smile without revealing the missing ones in . . .
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February 03, 2007 05:53 PM EST --
‘Til Summer Comes’
Summer’s pathway has not extended itself to me…yet!
Its arrival, months away, affords me the dream of its bliss.
I so await the chance to . . .
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February 15, 2007 06:07 PM EST --
Springtime quintessence
Leaf of a water lily ~
Floats gracefully by.
Birds sing on pond twigs
Frogspawn floating in clear jelly ~
Sets tone to frolic.
Aquatic turtle,
Four . . .
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November 04, 2006 08:04 PM EST --
Almost a teenager,
I worry so much about you.
So young, naive,
a woman in bloom.
So much lies ahead,
yet not a clue.
Such a little girl,
growing up so fast.
Where has it gone?
Has so much time . . .
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September 30, 2006 07:39 PM EDT --
On my pillow, I lay my head.
Just lying here in our bed.
Thoughts of you on my mind,
and all that you have left behind.
Where did you go, why did you leave?
We could`ve worked it out, I believe. . . .
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September 30, 2006 07:46 PM EDT --
I`m a wondering soul looking for purpose in life,
Am I here just to struggle and strive?
For something greater than I`ll ever be,
is God looking down punishing me?
Is my life a farce, what . . .
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October 18, 2006 02:59 PM EDT --
Walking the streets,
too cold to sleep.
My feet sore,
my exhaustion showing.
Can't stop now,
have to keep going.
Morning will bring
the warmth of sunrise.
Giving small comfort,
by . . .
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November 16, 2006 12:57 PM EST --
Distant, faded,
like a hazy dream.
Rewinding, replaying,
in a steady stream.
Bleeding old wounds,
creating a stir,
and scarring anew.
No longer a blur,
but vivid and clear.
Giving rise . . .
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