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Posted: 4/28/2005 7:41:58 AM | she wore red...bold passion to hide a blue stone
he laughed loud...calling sunshine to hide a cloud
they told stories...of time gone and to come
they had dreams...of a life better as one
simple matters...joined from tatters
illusions irrelevant...when true friendship matters | |
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| discovery
Posted: 4/28/2005 7:54:18 AM | peek under a rock- tiny life you may see
traces of existance- up high in a tree
way past the horizon- a nation of faces
matching not yours- but of very different places
reach into your mind- the worlds you'll be tickled to find
reach into your soul- millions of ways to feel whole
go out and read a book
get up and learn to cook
challenge yourself just one more time
discover yourself...as the clock chimes | |
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| overdue
Posted: 4/28/2005 8:09:51 AM | it's been awhile since I said amen...
too busy? hmmm...how ridiculous is that?
well...head bowed, I say "thank you" ...for all... and "amen"
it's been long overdue since I gave credit to my friend.
the one who stays by me,and everyone else.
the one who silently steadies our spiritual health.
you were here when I laughed,when I cussed,when I cried...
you were here when I gave,when I took,when I lied...
a hand to hold,a finger to scold...
when times are rough,when times are gold.
long overdue,but these words are true...
Dear Lord-thank you so much.
and so much-I Love You. | |
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| musical ride
Posted: 5/5/2005 7:22:38 AM | times they change
lives rearrange
abstract facts
as chemicals react
a journey stinted
a new one hinted
the carousel sways
as life on she plays | |
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| unborn success
Posted: 5/5/2005 7:32:30 AM | start off as a babe
honest and meek
evolve into something else
once we learn how to speak
behaviors inborn-and some are learned
results they do vary
depending on the burn...
seahorses do fly
but not in the sky
if given the right elements-
every one of us would try | |
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| born to live
Posted: 5/5/2005 7:39:32 AM | try not to settle
by sitting on your kettle
get off your bum
and play that drum
vocals may chastize
when they don't realize
what your calling is
but it's none of their biz
daydream some-but live much more
make this world your oyster-and be happier than before | |
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| to thine own self be true
Posted: 5/5/2005 8:02:12 AM | a favorite flavor bubble gum- no one ever cared about that
a favorite kind of music- brought reprocussions from the pack
a favorite color crayon- never brought about any woes
a favorite friend for life- with or without matching toes
a favorite day of the week- whats the difference,aren't they all the same?
the sun it rises and it sets- and you are more than just a name
Bobby likes his favorite red shirt- sliding on bases in the dirt
Jenny likes her pink bikini- it's so delicate and teenie
Sharice sings her favorite gospel- making masses feel more hopeful
Maurice is the class's computer wiz- and one day will be in show biz
like what you like- do what you do
always remember....
to thine own self be true
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| I'm unable
Posted: 5/7/2005 6:30:51 PM | I can't think for you
I can't live for you
I can't love for you
I can't give for you
I can't bring you joy
I can't bring you pain
I can't dig up flowers
for you again
I can't be your hope
I can't be your dreams
I can't be your promise
for better things | |
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| a penny's worth
Posted: 5/7/2005 6:42:01 PM | draw from the well many wishes
draw from the well many dreams
draw from the well many issues
torrential rainfall of screams
darkness it hides many secrets
darkness it hides many pains
darkness it hides many pleasures
darkness it hides many stains | |
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| yesterday's so gone
Posted: 5/8/2005 6:40:29 AM | yesterday's so gone
and here I sit alone
reaching out for what? I just don't know...
but-I don't think it's in a phone
I don't think it's in a monitor screen
I don't think it's in a memory
I don't think it's how you made me scream
or at other times feel heavenly
not jealousy or passion
definitely not the latest fashion
I don't know what I want in this life anymore
maybe just a small love ration
maybe just a ride on a bike
with my daughter,yes that was fun
letting the wind whip right through our hair
as if our life had just begun
the small things--nice reminders
of how fun life used to be
when as kids, not a whole lot mattered
but feeling wild and free
getting old- and times very bitter
don't think I like who've I become
restless about raking in money
brown leaf pile under the sun
I guess what I'm looking for is me
who I was,who I am,who I'll be
I'm more than just that brown leaf pile
wasting away under that tree | |
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| strong willow tree
Posted: 5/8/2005 5:56:36 PM | painting a dream
sculpting my soul
sketching a direction
pursuing a goal
to fall yes- is hard
the distance so far
but reach not immeasurable
so follow that star
to live and love passion
keep your eye on your prize
remind yourself daily
so many reasons to rise
pain strong but fleeting
so keep your heart beating
though you might fail some tests
~may you ace all the rest~ | |
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| a reminder of you
Posted: 5/17/2005 8:28:38 AM | that strong willow tree
forsaking the pain
embracing the rain
standing tall yet again
graceful it's nature
statuesque it's view
uncompromising tranquility
a reminder of you | |
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| 7 days of rebirth
Posted: 5/18/2005 6:54:31 AM | take 7 days in your mind
1 week 2 discover you
7 days to really unwind
1 week 4 strength to renew
recharge that mind
recharge that soul
recharge that body
energy boost yourself whole | |
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| I just Love it
Posted: 5/23/2005 6:56:10 AM | My new friend becoming a best friend
My children growing in wisdom and maturity
My family and the lessons we've shared
This cool place to vent,analyze,create,fantasize,giggle,cry,even wonder why
I like it-I love it- I want some more of it! | |
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| I just Love it
Posted: 5/24/2005 6:32:47 PM | hey skye what a wonderful change. love to hear your words again. i see a new light coming from within. my heart leaps with joy that you are going in a new direction. your always on my mind and in my prayers. always here for you and i think you know that. let your words flow and captivate my soul once again. always remember i am near. take care
bugsybear | |
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| angels in tow
Posted: 5/25/2005 5:09:19 AM | could it be?
be that we?
each and every one of us?
are developing angels~
becoming free?
learning to fit our own mold?
learning to become gracefully old?
learning about a worth beyond gold?
I think it is possible...
we all just may be...
~angels in tow~
Thank you Bugsy. That was a very nice mail.(11:11) The power of suggestion is a wonderful thing when it is used for good. You all have a great day!!
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| squeaky clean~
Posted: 5/31/2005 1:00:40 PM | the power of the shower
mouthwash takes away the sour
come out smellin' like a flower
skin so silky and so smooth
or relax in the bath
wash away day's aftermath
while you clear a brand new path
and you get into the groove
a groove so smooth and shiny
you glide across it like it's ice
when life becomes your friend again
you feel nothing less than nice~~
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| passion fruit
Posted: 6/8/2005 1:21:47 PM | passion's fruit can make me blush
as into his arms I long to rush
passion's fruit can make me wiggle
windchimes,good times,laughter's giggle
passion's fruit can make me green
trust's death from deception seen
passion's fruit can make me red
with anger boiling through my head
passion's fruit can make me cry
cutting onions, we say goodbye
passion's fruit can easily waste
if the garden is left in haste | |
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| passion fruit
Posted: 6/8/2005 1:23:16 PM | | ^^^inspired by afternoon divorce court shows^^^ | |
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| cinderella self portrait
Posted: 8/15/2005 11:10:20 AM | where oh where is that stubby-toed shoe?
what on earth is this torn girl to do?
when will worry just give her a break?
why does she tend to choke on cake?
who does she think she really is?
so many things going on- it's not even her biz
well the stroke of midnight will change her impression
as her thoughts are released from a long lived suppression
she can't fix the world- needs to fix up herself
she's the beauty and beast- she's the jingling elf
her facts and her fiction seem to be her addiction
so she'll walk about without her shoe | |
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| squeezing
Posted: 8/15/2005 1:54:04 PM | the pain is squeezing hard in my chest
feels like I'm about to implode
seems like I keep failing all of my tests
and I don't understand my own mode
thats all. | |
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| I am Yours.
Posted: 8/15/2005 9:31:37 PM | Dear God- I sometimes jest at the seriousness of it all
Dear God- I sometimes run- from the scare of the dream when I fall
Dear God- I said "bring it"- all to me 100%
Dear God- I am ready- no matter what what you want, I am willing..my testimony is openly sent
Dear God- I am not religious
Dear God- I'm not sure what to do
Dear God- Just give me guidance
Dear God- My Life is here for you
Dear God-Take me and mold me
Your will- I promise it will be done.
Dear God- I am here for all of time with you
From the beginning to the end of the sun.
There isn't much more I can possibly say- But do with me whatever you need to do. Amen.
Oh, I hope I can be of service. | |
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| vision quest
Posted: 8/23/2005 4:15:51 PM | to what and where do we belong?
to close our eyes and hear a song...
a melody that chants our name
a fantasy that winds will tame
to what and where do we fit in?
to open our hearts and let life begin...
flight of a dove
sight set on Love
we travel through this vision quest
and hope that fate will do the rest | |
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| turn about
Posted: 8/26/2005 11:55:10 AM | this way and that
the purr of a cat
the hiss of a snake
the quell of a quake
this way and that
a cup runneth over
a whimper from rover
broken glass under clover
this way and that
sometimes dimples do show
or angered eyebrows bestow
or some tears overflow
when at noon you might giggle
but by 2 boredom's wiggle
creeps in like the night
and it doesn't feel right
this way and that
like the weather are we
storms you can or can't see
as we try to live free
this way and that
change sweeps across our lives
like the bees around hives
and the world still survives
so many reasons to laugh,cry,or shout
when all's said and done
it is just...
turn about | |
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| fiddle-stick
Posted: 8/30/2005 5:57:25 AM | oh fiddle-stick
he called "me" sick
a sneeze on the outside
a wheeze on the in~
congestion of reasons
in this great world of sin
like a great pool of snot
what to have?, or have not?
turmultuous worry
of what someone else has "got"
stop asking why
it makes you cry
psychodramatic changes
flow with the sky
simple in nature
complex when you make it
is it nature or nurture?
is it real,or do you fake it?
he's got a pretty one
but hers really works
over there needs a helping hand
over here a bunch of jerks
oh anger does it boil
and the waves do steady swell
when people don't work together
it becomes a living hell
but time goes on
and people do die
the good and the bad
and there's no reason why | |
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