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| | The Dog Pound for KittensPage 24 of 33 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33) | as someone that lives to express myself
I dont always do it well
at least I dont think so
one shot in the dark
produces an image
so profound it captivates
while careful planning
execution and delivery
seems vanilla
I can only hope that
every once in a while
something I write or paint
touches someone
that is the beauty of it all
and why my soul HAS to share
its my heart happy nutrition
my dearest Anna Banana
you made his day much more
than he touched a part of you~
ox | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/6/2012 7:37:16 AM | Big Ball of Fatigue
This big ball of fatigue
Seems to have lifted
It's a cool feeling
To wake up rested
For some reason
The winter season
Kills my energy
On this side of eternity
Dream world opens up to me
A glimpse of the other side of eternity
A preview of a mystery movie
Trying to pierce through
The curtain of my reality
The seen unseen
The heard unheard
The semells unsmelled
Awakens an unknown sense
Does any of that make sense?
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/9/2012 2:13:50 PM | I just had to share this. It is beautiful.
See Me
What do you see, nurses? What do you see?
Are you thinking when you look at me?
A crabby old woman, not very wise,
Uncertain of habit, with far away eyes,
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice- “I do wish you’d try.”
Who seems not to notice, The things that you do,
And forever is losing a sock or a shoe.
Who unresisting or not, lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.
Is that what you think, is that what you see?
Open your eyes, nurse, you’re not looking at me.
I’ll tell you who I am, as I sit here so still,
As I use at your bidding, and eat at your will,
I’m a small child of ten, with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters who loved one another,
A young girl of 16, with wings on her feet,
Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet.
A bride soon at 20, my heart give a leap.
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep.
At 25 now, I have young of my own,
Who need me to build a secure, happy home.
A women of 30, my young now grow so fast,
Bound to each other with ties that should last.
At 40, my young sons have grown and are gone,
But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn.
At 50 once more, babies play round my knee,
Again we know children, my loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead.
I look at the future and shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing young of their own,
And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known,
I’m an old women now and nature is cruel,
Tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart.
There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,
And now and again, my battered heart swells,
I remember the joys and I remember the pain,
And I’m living and loving life over again,
I think of the years all too few- gone too fast,
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.
Open your eyes, nurse open and see.
Not an empty old women, look closer- see ME
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Anecdote...
When an old lady died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Dundee, Scotland, it was believed that she had nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through her meagre possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.
And this little old Scottish lady, with nothing left to give to the world, is now remembered as the author of this "anonymous" poem winging across the Internet. Goes to show that we all leave "SOME footprints in time...."
Remember it when you next meet an old person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within . . . . we will all, one day, be there, too!
One of the sources: http://www.v-r-a.org/ppp/SeeMe/SeeMe.htm | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/11/2012 4:55:43 PM | Gift Giving Memory
Items are immaterial in your grave
Hoping instead of making gentle memories when I gave
Often it's not the gift itself that causes happiness
It's the way the giving was done that will never go undone
Memories are fragile images
No matter the value of the item
The energy created from the exchange
Will either bless or curse the moment
From the receiver to the giver in an instant
Permanently engraved in the subconscious
Floating up to the conscious
When the item in question
Is brought to your attention
Forever trying to create happy moments
When gifts are given hoping to bring enjoyment
I'm kind of weirdly wired that way
'Cause I've gotten rid of gifts
That rubbed me the wrong way
I wrote this poem on an other thread and I wish to include it on this one. | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/18/2012 1:53:23 PM | Weird Place
For some reason
My soul's in a place
Where there's no season
It's sort of lost in space
Weightless, noiseless
Somewhat suspended in time
Where there's no reason nor rhyme
The eery silence renders me speechless
It's like it's floating above
These four dimensional walls
Getting mended in an other dimension
Feeling the healing without comprehension
I'm not sure what it all means
The rest of me humbly accepts
These foreign healing feelings
Hoping it reconnects
To this red blooded being
It's like my earthly life has been put on hold
While my soul is getting the new versions
That will help with the communications
Of those wordless thoughts
Silent whispers
Like being affectionaltely stroked
By celestial whiskers
It's official I'm going bonkers
Basically living in the neutral zone
No joys, no tears, just wandering
In the forest of the mystical amazon
A weird place, but yet so amazing
The dreams are unbelievable. I have no vocabulary to describe really. It's like I can smell, feel it and when I do see, my mind's eye doesn't understand it. Images that are seen unseen. I simply can't put my finger on it. | |
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Posted: 4/21/2012 5:05:08 PM | Welcome back my friend
Hope all is well !
Busted my knee
For some reason unforseen
Hate the constant pain
Unable to maintain
My normal active life
Saps the energy right out of me
Trying to keep my chin up
Spring is here sort of
The last winter storm of the season
Is upon us
Anyway, hope all is well
Sending a shoutout
To my favourite southern belle! | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/21/2012 5:40:01 PM | hey darlin'
Im a bit down these days
but I'll get back up
bad medical news
time will tell
ox | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/25/2012 1:50:58 PM | Goodness ! I hope all will be Ok!
Cannot seem to be able to concentrate
It's been so cold as of late
Winter is stubbornly hanging on
Had a snowday last Monday!
Seriously! Come on!
What happened to April showers
Bringing May flowers?
I'm tired of this annoying cold spell
Some flowers bloomed
Now they are frozen
Encased in this icy crystal like shell
Global warming?
Not from where I'm standing
It feels more like an ice age
With a dash of sprouting sage
Trying to keep a smile on my face
Bundling up, keeping my chin up
Keeping the flames going in the fire place
Sir Winter, please give it up!
I long for those gentle spring days
Where the sun soothes us
With its gentle rays | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/26/2012 2:37:52 AM | our greatest asset in life is our attitude~
I shall make it through this too
and if its my time to smell
the flowers of May I shall
there is a time for everything
for beginnings and endings
and enjoyment in between~
ox sweet Anna Banana~ | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/28/2012 4:24:46 AM | Hope all is well with you my favourite southern belle!
Ok... you are the only southern belle I know,
But you are still my favourite! : )
It has been so cold here
Woke up with snow all over my yard
Yesterday, I still had to dust off my car
It's time to plant the corn seeds
Except still frozen are the fields
The farmers have no clue what to do
The farm insurance people are panicking
A shit load of claims will be drawn up
To help them with the financial muck up
The machinery is all tuned up
The seeds have all been bought
Everything is ready!
Farmers feed cities !
Come on winter, enough already! | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/28/2012 6:28:20 PM | Im just chillin' with my peeps
waiting for lightening to strike
(in some kind of hypothetical way
cause Ive had everything else
already seem to have happened in life)
we went hiking at Raven Rock
to the falls no less which is 4 miles
8 round with too many dogs and friends
only half made it and im the oldest
woo hoo to me on that one
mowed the lawn cleaned the pool
barbecued in the rain
baked a cake
and now the house is full
the entire neighborhood ends up here
and Im ready to drop cause I worked last night
I only had three one hour power naps
but they wont leave me alone
and when Im about ready to kick everyone out
the bring me flowers from the grocery store :)
they know me too well | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 4/29/2012 5:41:11 AM | This is why I love math so much!
ROMANCE MATHEMATICS
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy
OFFICE ARITHMETIC
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime
SHOPPING MATHS
A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.
A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.
GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.
HAPPINESS
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to
Understand her at all.
LONGEVITY
Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.
PROPENSITY TO CHANGE
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.
DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE
A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.
HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED:
Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs
and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started
Doing the same thing to them at funerals.
*Please note: I copied this from an e-mail I recieved. | |
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Posted: 4/30/2012 1:44:39 PM | Mirage
Like a mirage
I see you at the end of my dreams
The veil of unpenetrable fluid heat
Makes sure that our souls won't ever meet
All I can do is stare through the seams
At your visage
I feel you but cannot be with you
All of my senses still ache for you | |
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Posted: 5/3/2012 3:41:07 AM | Woken Up With Fuzzy Brain
Woke up all f u c k e d up
I dreamed I was terribly late for funerals
Not one but three of them
Of all things, I couldn'd find my shoes
Three aunts and I so missed them
As far as I know, they are all alive and well
Why would I dreams like that? What the hell!
They all live in different towns and cities
In my dream they were all in the vicinity
Frantically turning my shoe box inside out
Unable to find any pair
Feeling such despair
Trying to find a solution, figure something out
Woke up with a weird feeling
A sense of despear so frightening
Once I realized I was dreaming
I could feel my heart beating
Ouff... Glad I'm awake
'Cause I'm not in a mood for a wake
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Posted: 5/3/2012 4:13:33 PM | Oh my god...
My dad just called me
This morning,
My cousin had a heart attack
Think of that, a heart attack
He's only 45 years old
It's his mother did CPR
She kept him from leaving this earth
It was dumb luck when she found him
On the floor of his garage
He is alive
Shaken up but apparently doing fine
She is one of the aunts
That I dreamt of last night
It must have been such a fright
She is truly a very brave woman
But enough already
She's had her share of misery
Her world got so shaken
She is 70 years old poor poor woman
She saved her son's life
If she would not have gone to visit him
Tonight, I might not have been able to talk to him
My aunt is so shanken by this event
She can barely talk about it
I hope she'll be able to calm down
I so love to see her smile, not frown
Life is truly borrowed
Live for todays
Not for tomorrows! | |
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Posted: 5/3/2012 5:27:39 PM | we are born to pass
even if we make it that far
28 deaths in my circle
in eight years
makes me really wonder
in deep introspection
why Im even still here
when the simple truth
that lies in my soul
screams out saying
the same things
yet I question everthing
by the nature that is me
and conclude
it is by my spirituality
I live
and I live
to express myself
how ever where ever
with what ever
that may be at the time
ox
the is only a test of the emergency human system | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 5/5/2012 7:19:01 AM | Finally The Sun!
Still chilly but sunshine
Will do me fine!
Time to declare war on those dandelions
They are tough and multiply
Only on my lawn it seems
Why oh why?
I love and hate them all at once
This afternnon on them, I will pounce
With my special tool, I'll remove the root
Again, I'll most likely win the war
But those dandelions
With their happy yellow colors
Already know that they will
Always win the battle
Those buggers irritate the heck out of me! | |
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 5/5/2012 1:29:26 PM | ^ just make a wish
and set your lawn free,
its only ground cover
why not let them be? | |
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Posted: 5/5/2012 2:24:36 PM | the wild mustard
turns my front garden yellow
each May, mixing with the
planned bleeding hearts
it's a jungle, grin,
when the flowers have done
I'll pull what I can grab
with orange dyed hands
making room for bachelor's buttons
I've never been able
to get love-in-the-mist going
oh, to meet the lovely
who named these flowers so well
it just stuck
:-) | |
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Posted: 5/6/2012 10:14:54 AM | I found this gem and I fell in love with it.
Bluebird
by Charles Bukowski
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you? | |
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Posted: 5/12/2012 6:25:32 AM | Sleep
I can truthfully state
That I can hibernate
I slept the winter away
Everything was centered
Around my sleeping patterns
Dreaming my life away
The dreams were and still are surreal
It was like I got a taste
For the other side of eternity
It's like an other dimension to me
I hate waking up in haste
Dealing with the biological needs
Of this body that constantly feeds
On the reptilian brain for its survival
Making sure to keep me here like a caged animal
It's like I've outgrown this four dimensional world
It's hard to explain, I simply don't have the words
Now the days are longer
I wake up no matter
I cannot live there anymore
I have to deal with this world some more
I hate the fact that I have to go through my body
To get anything done
It's so confining and just simply not fun
My brain seems to go a million miles faster
And my body just cannot keep up for that matter
So it just shuts down
Makes me frown
I am confined
Being caged in a biological suit
Preventing the freedoms of my persuits | |
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Posted: 5/16/2012 3:49:09 AM | Closet Full Of Spring and Summer Clothes
Each year, I look forward
To opening that door
The gate welcoming the new seasons
Spring and summer clothes
Cleaned carefully tucked away
Waiting for a sunny day
I love to look at my summer dresses
The flowers
The bright colours
The happy feelings I get
It feels good to wear them
It lifts my spirits
A little bit
Manny has been travelling the globe
While I stay in my humble abode
I will not put my job in jeopordy
In order to make him happy
Taking time off to fly off somewhere
Sacrificing my career and my welfare
He has been egging me with his fun pictures
With plastic women as his constant fixtures
He is pissed that I don't see
That he could easily take care of me
He doesn't understand that my work
Is my passion
So, I have been putting him on ignore
Lived my life and tried to cope
The best way I can without this man
It's been a difficult ride
But in the process I've kept my pride
Something deep inside keeps shaking me
"Don't give up your identity!
Manny is a man of many
He's going to have to accept all of you
Even if that means the stubborness in you."
He won't move to Canada
I won't move to the Us
Is there any other option?
He kept calling me last night
Disturbing my sleep
I got pissed unpluged the phone
Hoping my dad would not die that night
WTF is wrong with him Christ!
He has all the plastic women to play with
Have fun, get laid, get on with it!
There are umpteenth messages on my phone
I'm not in the mood to listen to any of them.
They are probably not politically correct
I just don't care, what the heck.
Today, I'll wear a beautiful summer dress
Pretend that life is good and as they say
Dress to impress!
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| The Dog Pound for Kittens
Posted: 5/16/2012 4:00:47 AM | I love my summer dresses
even though most are big now
after losing 20 pounds
I still wear them anyway
after all I have clothes for me
not for everyone else
he loves you silly
that doesnt happen everyday
if he wanted plastic
he would buy a Barbie
but he chooses you
and thats worth giving a try
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