| For XY_Chic_20
Posted: 7/29/2005 10:18:50 AM | I'm sorry but I saw your profile and the butterfly, so Unfortunatly this is the only one I could find that had a butterfly in it.
Like a butterfly he captured me,
kept me captivated in a little box made of glass.
Stroked my fragile wings
and called me beautiful as a sunrise in spring.
Fed me sweet nectar words
and stole my fluttering heart away.
He caressed my soul
and let me fly
within the confines of the little glass box
within which I lived.
Then my caretaker crushed my delicate wings,
my gorgeous leaves of life withered and died.
With one stone to my little glass haven,
my heart had broken
and my strength had shattered
into fragments of the vibrancy I was.
And then he set me free. | |
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| Rain
Posted: 7/29/2005 12:29:57 PM | Rain . . .
Softly falling down . . .
each drop a symphony of sound . . .
as it hits the tin roof . . .
tap . . . tap . . . tap.
It can sound just like a sad song with a slow beat . . .
the kind that makes you daydream . . .
and feel sad and sigh . . .
as you think of what might of been or could be in your life.
Or maybe it is a happy song that brings back sweet memories . . .
tender thoughts and special smiles . . .
thinking of someone who makes your heart beat faster . . .
and your laughter ring with happiness and joy.
Or maybe it is a love song . . .
with sweet and soft lyrics . . .
tender and romantic and sensual . . .
that makes you think of dancing in the rain.
Only you can decide which song . . .
is the one you are hearing . . .
which music soothes your soul . . .
and which song you want to sing along with.
Sometimes, you have to choose a song . . .
and the choosing isn't easy. | |
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| My best friend Dillion
Posted: 7/29/2005 12:43:13 PM | Everyone goes through the loss of a family pet, this is my poem about the loss of my best friend Dillion Feb19/2001. 2 parts merged together, sorry for the length everyone.
How sad it was that until now,
I could not write a line
To help me through this hardship, and
To ease this awful pain.
The sorrow and the emptiness,
The raw and biting fear,
Would overwhelm and blur out
Every line I’d write, with tears.
You were my loved companion for
So many happy years,
That I could not imagine how
I’d live without you here.
Our mornings had become routine,
We settled, over time;
With evenings full of patterns that
Are blueprints in my mind.
Beside me, by my bed at night,
We’d slumber, each in place;
And in the morning without fail,
I’d wake to your sweet face.
We’d lumber down with sleepy eyes
I’d let you out to play,
While making tea and coffee,
Get your breakfast underway.
We’d cuddle and we’d hug
And if I had to go to work,
You’d wait for me so patiently
For then, when I’d return.
I’d beep the horn to say I’m home,
And as I reached the door,
I’d see you through your window,
And my heart would always soar.
The moment that I’d step inside,
Such greetings we would have;
For whether only minutes, or
If hours - you’d be glad.
You’d wag and wiggle, sing and hug,
You’d circle till you dropped,
Onto the floor where then we’d cuddle,
While you howled and talked.
Our days and nights consisted of
Our little family;
For to you, I was daddy,
And with mommy, that made three.
We’d play with all the toys you loved,
Your Frisbee and your ball,
Your tug ring and your rope toy,
And the tire in the yard.
You had such clear expression,
And our hearts would fill with pride,
As little children visited,
And learned your gentle side.
And even in our quiet times,
Relaxing in the den,
My eyes would always seek you out,
And lock on yours - and then,
You’d give a little sigh and wag,
And promptly jump right up,
To come to my familiar arms,
And cuddle like a pup.
The years passed by too quickly,
Though I know that time can’t dim,
The memories that I have with you
Will always stay within.
You were a part of every day
I woke, from dawn to dusk;
You were my child I knew was there
Through good times and through rough.
And when we said goodbye to you,
And held you in our arms,
You fell to sleep one final time,
And moved into God’s arms.
I like to think that now you have
Been freed from all that pain;
And now you’re roaming up above
To live life all again.
You had a lot of loved ones,
Who have passed ahead of you;
And somehow I am comforted
To know they’re there for you.
I’m sure that when you saw them there,
To welcome you along,
You wiggled, wagged and talked to them
For there, you now belong.
So though you may have freedom and
Your heart is light and free;
I’m still down here, my little one,
Just struggling daily.
And maybe it was you, who watched
And whispered to me then -
You know your Daddy cannot cope,
Without a furry friend.
Instead of crying evermore
Each time I see your toy;
Or walk around where your bowl sat,
Or listen for your sighs.
You knew I couldn’t handle yet
Another lonely night;
Where every move is habit
And I search for you each night.
So thank you my dear little one,
For helping me again;
For giving just a little nudge
To help me ease the pain.
I felt you there beside me
As we searched for a new pup;
While gently pushing me along
Until we found the spot.
And just as you had been the one
To pick your dad and mom;
I think you must have been nudging
Our newest little one.
For as I moved toward this little
Furball, and he turned -
There was no question in his eyes
Nor in my heart either.
It happened just as surely as
I’d seen you standing there -
Perhaps you’d whispered, don’t miss them,
They’re special and they care.
So on this day, I will bring home,
Our newest furry love;
And in this, I take comfort that,
You’ll watch us from above.
Rest in Peace, Dillion.
You will never be forgotten. | |
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| 4 posts ina row???
Posted: 8/2/2005 10:08:26 AM | I can't believe that you girls won't respond to anything! ~ ~
What do we have to do to get some attention! ~LOL~
I hope you 2 are doing well and Deepest blessings to ya both.
THOR24 | |
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| 4 posts ina row???
Posted: 8/3/2005 6:50:13 AM | | wow those are soo sweet sorry i havent been able to respond i wasn't near a computer for a couple of days but they are lovely and sad too but i still love them you are soo talented....i really love the butterfly one...i love butterflys | |
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| 4 posts ina row???
Posted: 8/3/2005 9:17:41 AM | "It's Not Your Fault"
I stepped out of the house for one minute
My life changed right before my very eyes
As I heard a scream from upstairs
In front of me were the bad guys
I could not fend off the robbers
I was outnumbered four to one
I thought we were going to be safe
Till they pulled the gun...
As raindrops keep falling on my doorsteps
Tears keep pouring from my eyes
The black storm never seems to calm
I sit waiting till sunrise...
Wearing her favorite wool sweater
Hoping not to catch a cold
Hoping things will be better
A feeling of sadness I cannot hold...
How I need her smile
Just to go the extra mile
How I need her kiss
To prove love does exist
How I need her touch
Because I love her very much
Lost and confused
I let out a woeful cry
Hurt and bruised
Please don't let her die...
The police finally arrive
Only to see me carrying my wife
The medics said she may survive
Why didn't those **stards take my life?
I waited for hours and hours
I wanted to know if she was OK
The doctors said she's breathing
But wouldn't last for more than a day...
Her last dying words
Made me realize that life can be unfair
That you cannot change the past
That you cannot live in despair
She said to me:
"I hope to see you in heaven sometime,
Promise me that you will love again
I'll be waiting on cloud number nine"
"Remember it's not your fault
There was nothing you could of done
Your the greatest husband ever
Please take care of our son..."
While journeying east and west
She was the one I loved the best... | |
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| wow
Posted: 8/3/2005 9:41:31 AM | | OMG that is such an awsome poem....very meaning full and touching !!! :) | |
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| 4 posts ina row???
Posted: 8/3/2005 9:41:31 AM | | wow thats is the sadest poem....i literally cried | |
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| wow
Posted: 8/3/2005 9:42:27 AM | | Sorry about that Thor didn't mean to ignore ya... that last one was a little too long though...but very nice !!! | |
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| wow
Posted: 8/3/2005 9:46:42 AM | | Animals mean the world to me...I know how you feel when the die...it's like your own...you know !!!! | |
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| Samantha
Posted: 8/3/2005 11:39:39 AM | You truly were an angel
sent from God in heaven above.
Your shocking death just broke the hearts of everyone you loved.
When I found out that you had died
I thought that they were wrong.
You were so alive - and then
just like that, you were gone.
A flame blown out in seconds,
Confirming our worst fears -
A light that shines no more on earth
for which we shed many tears.
But still you are my beacon
And I need you right now.
You hear all the prayers I say
Because they are answered somehow.
I wish that you could be here,
But in a way you are.
Your symbol of a rose goes everywhere with me,
so I know you can't be far.
It still is quite a shock to me
that you had to die;
But no one will forget you
And I love you, and goodbye. | |
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| Samantha
Posted: 8/3/2005 5:17:41 PM | | is this about someone you know ? | |
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| Samantha
Posted: 8/3/2005 7:12:48 PM | My Wife I had along time ago it seems.~sigh~ | |
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| "Butterfly Dreams"
Posted: 8/4/2005 4:18:03 AM | 3919
Dear Butterfly
14 April 2005
Dear Butterfly
if you want me today
I will be talking with God
I will be holding His hand
and conversing in His word
To think Him and I
will be side by side
For I dream
"butterfly dreams"
As if the smile on my face
was embossed upon my heart
To live my twelve hour days
while you live your twenty four
It is thoughts of you I adore
For I cannot wait
to see you again
When in my mind
you are already there
"Therefore being by the right hand of God exalted, and
having received of the Father the promise of the Holy Ghost,
he hath shed forth this, which ye now see and hear."
Acts 2: 33 KJV
"For the . . . cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day. Hold fast the form of sound [uncorrupted] words, which thou hast heard of me, in faith and love which is in Christ Jesus."
2 Timothy 1: 12- 13 KJV [word in brackets added]
3921
"Butterfly Dreams"
18 April 2005
Each night as to drift off to sleep
I hold you next to me in arms of caress
To feel your heartbeat in a palm towards my soul
of an understanding in wealth of such beauty
Close to you in a pleasantness as to scent
holding you in a grasp of compassion
Hearing each breath as you bereave
not wanting in each momentum of pause leave
For tomorrow was but a memory
in yours this mammary to fondle
Where gladness and happiness doth hide
for tomorrow you become the bride
As each night our dreams are but one
of holding you next to me in arms of caress
To feel your heartbeat in verse towards my soul
to understanding of wealth and beauty made
"And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say,
Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will,
let him take the water of life freely."
Revelation 22: 17 KJV
©2005 Regina Publications
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| Butterfly Dreams
Posted: 8/4/2005 7:39:55 AM | | please not too much religioius stuff in this thread no everyone believes in the same !!! | |
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| Butterfly Dreams
Posted: 8/4/2005 9:40:54 AM | | thank you tango_girl i agree this thread was not set up to impose religion if ppl dont want it if they do then it should be left up to them | |
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Joined: 7/31/2005
Msg: 67 | |
| Tree Ghost
Posted: 8/4/2005 9:47:07 AM | There's a rush, a rustle
among branches of a conifer,
& then mutable silence rushes in
like after a fight or making love.
The wings settle. The third eye
blindfolded. Hunger always speaks
the same language. Branches shudder
overhead, & the snowy owl's wingspan
seems to cool off the August night
with a breathing in & breathing out.
I close my eyes & can still see
the three untouched mice dead
along the afternoon footpath.
The screeching nest is ravenous.
The mother's claws grab a limb.
Now, what I know makes me look down
at the ground. I can almost feel
how the owl's beauty scared the mice
to death, how the shadow of her wings
was a god passing over the grass. | |
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| Last
Posted: 8/4/2005 9:58:34 AM | For everything there must come a last.
A last minute, a last hour, a last month, day, or year.
A last drink, a last coke, a last tequila, scotch, or beer.
A last love, a last heart, a last kiss, hug, or rage...
Or even the last words written on a page.
But the worst last thing is your last breath
because what is to follow will surely be your death. | |
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| Tears of Verse
Posted: 8/4/2005 5:02:10 PM | 2169
Tears of Verse
02 August 2002
For what is a Poet
neither is a poem
To write — to sleep
to in private weep
Sad and sorrow
often misunderstood
Does it matter
does it really matter
does it have to
Now comes another dawn
a day of left and right
The morning — the afternoon
and the night
How happy can happiness bring
maybe no one cares at all
To write — to cry
to in private weep
©2005 Regina Publications
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Joined: 7/28/2005
Msg: 70 | |
| A Blues song I wrote
Posted: 8/4/2005 5:09:53 PM | I love you baby
But think maybe
I don't believe your love is true
So will you stand among your peers
Tell them all
Allay my fears
Because I love you and I'm feeling so blue
When we're walking hand in hand
I feel so proud that you're my man
I want to kiss you like the fool that you are
Because any fool can see
That we're as happy as can be
And in my heart darlin'
You're my only star
I love you baby
And I think maybe
I can't accept your love as real
But when I look into your eyes
I feel your touch
I hear your sighs
How can I possibly mistake how you feel?
Oh you're my only man
And I can love you, yes I can
Because you hold my heart in your grasp
And when you kiss me nice and slow
I feel the love inside me grow
And your finger tips they lead me to gasp.
When you hold me in your arms
And I succumb to all your charms
I need to know that you're here for me
Because every now and then
I get this feeling you pretend
And I just can't ignore what I see
I love you baby
But I think maybe
I don't believe your love is true. | |
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| Corny little poem!
Posted: 8/5/2005 6:25:09 AM | This is probably the corniest little poem i have ever written but I still like it and I hope you do too.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
There's no telling
Just how much I love you!
See I told yah it was corny and small! lol  | |
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| Last
Posted: 8/5/2005 7:48:31 AM | that was very nice there laddie...I like it very much !!! :) | |
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| Tree Ghost
Posted: 8/5/2005 7:50:06 AM | | ...wow that was very sweet poem quet !!!! very good !! | |
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| meanie
Posted: 8/5/2005 9:45:06 AM | | @tango_girl--fine dont comment on my little corny poem lol jk | |
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