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Posted: 8/10/2005 3:21:52 AM | 1518
Internal Minds
26 December 2001
There are always those love
affairs we have in our hearts
Those thoughts that linger for
a while and more or less departs
Held in a place only you can see
disregarding all other accounts known
Secrets perhaps held internal and
not necessarily outward shown
The question is whether to act
on such a heartfelt request
When appropriately
that might be best
For to make the truth come forth
is a risk concaved in adversity
Thus involving another heart
often broken if set free
Yet how do we understand
the offering of love
To go against the anguish
described in the above
“And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed
by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what
is good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God”
Romans 12: 2 KJV
©2005 Regina Publications
a poet who cares | |
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Posted: 8/10/2005 9:52:49 AM | wow head boss props man, i loved that one..
bubbles | |
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Posted: 8/10/2005 12:43:54 PM | I can see your tears in the reflection of the quiet pond
Like an angel with a golden halo and ethereal smile
Water runs down your divine face, flowers flourishing
Cherished moments like this make life worthwhile...
Hope this helps....(for unsifted) | |
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| Garden of Tears
Posted: 8/10/2005 12:49:31 PM | Garden of Tears
She spoke to me with tears upon her cheek.
Pain like that will make one weak.
I spoke to her with sweet impassioned kiss.
Love, you see, is made of this.
She said, "my tears now come a river’s flow…"
"Wished," I said, ‘it were not so."
"My heart now breaks," she said, "and so these tears…"
"Clouds," I said, ‘the sky then clears…"
"But what to make with tears that come like dew?"
"Use them all," I said, "we’ll do."
"You speak of tears in ways I do not know…"
"Tears," I said, ‘will make things grow.
"There is this plot that love has set aside,
Flowers there for tears now cried…"
"Then I shall weep if this be what it takes…"
"Tears," I said, "our garden makes!"
Aug. 10, 2005 | |
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| Passionate sonnet
Posted: 8/10/2005 2:40:45 PM | I've stopped writing lately. I've been lacking in insperation for some months now. Maybe posting some of my stuff will generate some interest and my pen(aka wordprocessor) will flow again. This little ditty I wrote some time ago.
Feeling her warmth in your arms
The great passion of her charms
Looking into deep blue eyes
Creating strong emotional ties
Exchanging the power of our heart
The very source that will start
A great channelling of emotion
Flowing without physical motion
To press lips, a tender embrace
Singular pleasure which lights our face
Open mouths with entangled tongues
Breathing from each others lungs
This would be the primary source
Of a great love which flows with force
I hope that's passionate enough for y'all!! | |
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Posted: 8/13/2005 3:33:16 AM | | Hello everyone.....beautiful writes. Thank you for keeping my thread alive while I've taken a break. | |
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Posted: 8/15/2005 9:32:38 PM | From a rose. . .
I do not know who she is,
She is unlike others I have come across in my life,
Her love is addicting, her passion is excruciating,
Her passion is captivating, she is the light on the dark side.
Her kiss is poisonous, and more and more we kiss,
The more I fall under her spell,
I am doing the one thing I promised I would never do,
I have fallen in love with her.
For she is a delicate rose without thorns,
And I can hold her in any way,
She is my power, my pleasure and my pain,
She brings light into my life, my life of darkness.
I call her my rose,
Again she kises me,
I feel pain, I feel pleasure and I feel love,
I am confused over these feelings,
What should I do?
The more we are together,
The more I wish for my rose to stay,
For she is truly the light on the darkside of me. . .
She is my rose in the midst of my own hell. . . | |
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Posted: 8/20/2005 9:59:05 PM | Beautiful as always AG your writing touches my heart. Thank you for sharing it here.
Newly~
The Flower
To blossom from seed to a flower
created by God's hand of power
seeking for love to make it grow
waiting for the one to show
all the vibrant colors of a rainbow
waiting on showers and sun
laughter and all the fun
love nurturing every need
pruning and to weed
ensuring the welfare of this flower
created by God's hand of power. | |
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Posted: 8/21/2005 1:51:35 PM | "THE ONLY ONE" FLOWER
Somewhere not too far from the earth,
had God designed a very new garden
with tall tall trees and very soft grass
and even audience to look at and pass.
There, he created in a corner a special
flower to grow not yet known to the men,
so that every time they saw this flower,
they had to trun around and look again.
He gave it a name as "the only one" flower,
and suggested it as a present to be given
to the most precious, beloved ones of us
"the only one" love, that's not been hidden!
Mind reader | |
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Posted: 8/21/2005 5:57:34 PM | 707
A Rose
22 June 2000
A rose without a flower
is not a rose at all
The Saviours rise to
balance Adam’s fall
Scales upon a dinosaurs back
are to protect the body
When it is the mind that
can become rather shoddy
Such a fragile being is the
human heart
Like bones it can and does
break apart
Love is a hidden praise
not being the same at all
Be one skinny, portly, petite
or even tall | |
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Posted: 8/25/2005 7:31:03 PM | Hello everyone....I've been so busy. I hope soon I'll be able to spend more time sitting and writing than running. 
After this week
After this week it's all been a haze
no one has come in to brighten my days
it doesn't mean it's not around the bend
I keep my faith for God must send
even if it takes another few years
I'm keeping busy without shedding tears
working my my life of what really matters
no more spending time picking up glass that's shatters
strong and sturdy, created of feathers so soft
inside my head I keep the anger at loft
not to allow any into my days
for it will follow me and create another haze in my days. | |
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Posted: 8/25/2005 7:37:43 PM | Good to see you back girl!!!!!! Hope it's more often soon!!!! Hope all is great!!!!!
Sam | |
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Posted: 8/26/2005 2:24:02 AM | MY GUARDIAN ANGEL OF LOVE
Playing a magical soothing tone, she strung her fabled harp.
Glistening in the moonlight, she is most proudly divine,
As her wings spread across the marshmallow clouds.
My Guardian Angel is here to protect me.
Gazing into the velvet sky.
I wonder why.
The question in life is not what,nor how, but why.
She plays not flute, nor the piano, but the harp.
Her melodies traveling far across the celestial sky,
Capturing the hearts of the divine,
She watches over me,
On those very clouds.
One day I will journey to heaven and see the clouds,
One day I will truly and fully understand why.
One day I will find out the real me.
One day I will see her harp.
One day I will be divine.
One day, One sky.
The promised land lies beyond the vanilla sky,
Nothing can keep us from meeting in the clouds.
I will discover what it takes to be divine.
She protectively watches down on me but why?
Playing the golden harp,
I know she loved me.
She loved me not for my riches and beauty, but for me,
My eden, my Elysium, my paradise, all in the sky.
Like a cobra, I am entranced by the music of her harp.
Why does my sweet innocent dove have to be on those clouds?
God has a mysterious way of doing things to keep us apart, but why?
Im chosen to be divine.
A chosen one, must be pure of heart, and especially divine.
Only felt true love once and that was with you and me,
When I make that swirling kiss you will know why.
We shall be together forever dancing in the sky.
Leaping from clouds to clouds,
I will listen to her harp.
My time has finally come for I am divine,
I set my soul on the heavenly sky.
Just you and me,
Above the clouds.
Now I know why,
My wife plays the harp. | |
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Posted: 8/26/2005 4:10:27 PM | Do song lyrics count? Original lyrics I mean. For example:
BLUE WINGS
I'm waiting for that fateful day
When starlight seems to fade away
And loving you becomes a dream
Endless thoughts of far-aways
You shadow framed in purple haze
Night-time fantasies
Unfold for all the world to see
You can have it all with just a single melody
Listen to your dreams as they sing harmony
Hold it deep inside
Say you've never cried
Even though you've lied
Say you've won
BLUE WINGS fly to the sun
Staring blindly into space
My restless mind begins to race
Sirens sing sad refrains
I can see it in your eyes
Sorrow dressed in love's disguise
Passion spent in pain
Sunshined skies turned to rain
You can have it all with just a single melody
Listen to your dreams as they sing harmony
Hold it deep inside
Say you've never cried
Even though you've lied say you've won
BLUE WINGS fly to the sun
Illusions of reality
That weave their rhyme so carefully
Take you on endless flights
But love songs quickly fade away
Sketching darkness on the day
Hold on through the night
Til you can see morning light
Then you can have it all with just a single melody
Listen to your dreams as they sing harmony
Hold it deep inside
Say you've never cried
Even though you've lied say you've won
Your BLUE WINGS fly up to the sun | |
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Posted: 8/26/2005 11:28:50 PM | Hi Newly,
Your poem was what the inner wordsmith would says was "soul" great write.
I have alot of reading to do but it's worth the joy... Hope all is well and the family is fine....
Coach | |
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Posted: 8/26/2005 11:58:17 PM | The Pity of Love
A PITY beyond all telling
Is hid in the heart of love:
The folk who are buying and selling,
The clouds on their journey above,
The cold, wet winds ever blowing,
And the shadowy hazel grove
Where mouse-grey waters are flowing
Threaten the head that I love | |
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Posted: 8/27/2005 12:00:02 AM | The Sorrow Of Love
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,
And all that famous harmony of leaves,
Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
A girl arose that had red mournful lips
And seemed the greatness of the world in tears,
Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships
And proud as Priam murdered with his peers;
Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves,
A climbing moon upon an empty sky,
And all that lamentation of the leaves,
Could but compose man's image and his cry | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 5:53:11 AM | Sam~big hugs to you my dearest
Startingover~anything in a write with passion is great.
Zelgadis~beautiful writes, thank you for posting them here.
Coach~glad to see you. Been wondering where you've been. The family and I are doing well, busy but well. I hope you are doing well. Drop me a line. Miss you.
Rise Up
Rise up from the bottom of the heap
spend the time, for it isn't cheap
you go around thinking time is there
before you know it, they're gone
you're left saying life isn't fare
life is what you make of it
it's not anyone's fault, but your own
too many excuses left hearts unsown
so get up and give it your best
otherwise you will die with regret. | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 11:06:48 AM | Newly,
Back at ya Hun!!!!!
Loved that last write!!!!!
Sam | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 8:39:08 PM | Hi there hon...how's life treating you? Thought I'd let you know, I've gone back to school. That's a huge reason I've been so busy. I'm working on homework now and needed a break. | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 8:43:14 PM | Can I put a in here too, I just feel happy to be alive.  | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 8:44:41 PM | Wow, good for you!!!!!!! I'm still taking classes online. Life is good, besides the fact my little one has to have her tonsils out on the 15th, and my oldest gets married 2 days later. When it rains it pours right??? LOL Other then that, I'm getting over a cold virus!! How are you doing???
Sam | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 8:49:52 PM | Aww poet I'm glad your alive too.
Sam-loving going back to school. Actually decided a writing classes hehe I hope it helps.I'm doing well with working, kids back in school and soccer. I actually think I had a creative moment outside thinking about school. Dang, I really miss taking the time to write creatively.
Missing all the friends
all the time that was spent
wondering how life's treating them
wishing hugs to send
time flies by without a thought
hoping in life's lessons I will be taught
in obtaining all that I need
growing all the familiar seeds
to bring new life in a dreary soil
when your no longer curled up into a coil. | |
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Posted: 8/30/2005 9:20:36 PM | I just seems right to share this here - even if understanding may be 9/10th of the lore.
I hope no one is offended by my write.
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Fresno Friends
30 April 1999
It was the Summer of the Winters’
and Christmas not profiting vintners
With a meeting of souls
wrapped up in gospel roles
Each time we met was great
often over food on a plate
Kilometres became miles
as the trek to Stratford came with smiles
So it may be sad to see them go
yet my testimony can only grow
for as I compose this rhyme
I realise they have run out of time
To my agenda cames another land
to rekindle a relationship fanned
California enters my prayers
along with those Yellowstone bears
“for Elder and Sister Winter”
Fresno is in the state of California in the United States of America, as is Yellowstone National Park in the state of Wyoming.
Stratford is found in the Central Taranaki region, around thirty minutes drive from Waitara or New Plymouth, in a southerly direction. Where the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints has branches situated in Waitara, Stratford, New Plymouth, Hawera, and Manaia, in the Taranaki District of the New Zealand Wellington Mission. | |
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Posted: 8/31/2005 7:44:22 AM | hey.. my parent live in Hawera...lol thats cool...
hey Newly love, love your thread..
bubbles | |
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