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Posted: 12/16/2005 10:34:06 PM | huh....get your mind out the gutter....this is to a personal "trainer" of bodies....goofy
i wanna be sexy all year long not just in the summer....i need to work on that( back of the thigh problem area...i am a girl, and yes i am vain...
vanity, causing me insanity
tring to look fit, so the person
i get with,
can love my heart and body
i know i got a soul,
but i need to feel whole
being fit, not fat i like it like that
i like the itty bitty clothes,
that my closets does hold
i do not want to shop,
but in the winter, buttons pop
if i do not hop,
on a tread mill
a one, and a two, and a 3 and a 4
i will keep, coming back for more
feel the burn baby, see the blubber fadding
gotta get in shape, need to lose the weight
no i don't , i just wanna tone
my personal trainer need to phone
me sunday...cause saturday i work late
and it is the last day i stuff my pretty face
with cakes and candy and such
oh my dear lord, i've grown a fat butt
just my luck, he is off on sundays
i guess i could use one more funday
and eat a couple of twinkies and crap
my boyfriend won't let me sit on his lap
oh well, i can work out my self
watch my jaws chew so fast , i go deaf
man , oh man, i lost 3 inches
giggling so hard, my side needs stitches
laughter burns calories
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Posted: 12/16/2005 10:42:21 PM | 4711
Someday
17 December 2005
Would there be one day
that someday to love
Would there be a time
where each day would believe
For now not so much
that of a true heart in faith
In reaching out for someday
she and he will hold hands and talk
Two lovers shadowed in a golden globe
seeking a rainbow to show the way
Looking forever in directions blind
in hope that someday would one day be
For would there be one day
was this the question to ask
Two hearts connection upon a wave
surfing in a unity of one day - someday to brave
© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 12/16/2005 11:04:37 PM | 3984
God’s Gift to Me
12 May 2005
God gave me a sister
She was kind and sweet
and I think God was
so wonderful
and really neat
God gave me a sister
although I had one of my own
This Saviour in Christ whose
sacrifice was to atone
She had of self
a younger brother
Even though
in kinship her new
big “older” brother
was what she did not have
His tallness in stature
with long reaching out arms
In secondary in height to seek
cradling her in protection of harms
“And Ruth said, Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following
after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest,
I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.”
Ruth 1: 16 KJV
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| i long for the moment...i hope he understands why
Posted: 12/17/2005 5:29:30 AM | Vanity may cause insanity but inside you will find
The thing they call contentment, is just a state of mind
Be yourself and no-one else, then you will be whole
You are you and nobody, can control your soul
Can you love your body, of course the answers clear
Every single part of you, from head to derriere
Is special and no other, ever should complain
For you are you and perfect, let no bitterness remain
To be a perfect specimen, is listening to others
Ignore the superficial and listen to your lovers
I'm sure they will appreciate, the you that is you
Forget the superficial, let your feelings through
Enjoy your life and live it, live hard every day
When you meet your lover, you can truely say
I am ME; you are you, shall we now combine
You're happy with your destiny; I'm happy with mine
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Posted: 12/17/2005 12:06:36 PM | oh, my you guys are the best
i do appreciate the love i'm feeling now,from two of my favorite poets
thank you , longte for the beautiful, song....i here a rythm when i close my eyes...
poet, u are truly a blessing and a inspiration to me
thank you sooooooooo much,
many kisses from me to you both
 
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Posted: 12/17/2005 12:16:32 PM | 4489
A Love Song
01 November 2005
If I could love you
I’d love you all the time
If I could love you
I’d take your hand
and hold you as mine
If I could love
I would love you
and hold you
in my arms
If I could love you
I’d treat you with respect
If I could love you
I’d love you forevermore
If I could love you
I would love you because I could
If I could love you
I’d love you forevermore
If I could love you
love you I would
“And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart,
and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy
strength: this is the first commandment. And the second is
like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
There is none other commandment greater than these.”
Mark 12: 30-31 KJV
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Posted: 12/17/2005 4:04:47 PM | Since it is poetry hour....
I wrote this when I was married about a year and a half ago.... I have had an attitude adjustment since then.
I am a lie.
I am a mirage.
A facade.
I am what people want to see and what they want me to be.
I try to be more, but I am less.
My breasts are real and I don’t have hair extensions.
There is no Botox here (yet),
But everything else is a well-instrumented mockery.
I wonder what they want me to be and I become it.
They only see what they want to see and what I let them.
Is the window into my world that small?
I am a joke.
No one knows.
Have you ever laughed at a joke that you didn’t understand,
Or didn’t think was funny?
I am the joke,
But I am the only one that is laughing;
Only, see, it isn’t funny.
I got it all wrong.
I made all of the wrong choices.
Bad decisions.
I zigged when I should have zagged
And zagged when I should have zigged.
Education, relationships, pregnancy, finances, religion.
I am a lie.
Does my own family know me?
My husband doesn’t.
Mother? Father? Sisters? Grandparents?
Perhaps, maybe Mom knows me.
Mothers know best.
I am a stranger to my own family.
It’s not their fault.
I have happily become who they want me to be.
I am dependable, reliable, stable, loving, compassionate, understanding.
Is the window into my world that small?
I could be a comedian.
They say that people that are comics,
Draw from the pain of their past experiences.
What about the present?
Can I go back?
Can I change my mind?
Can I have life remorse?
God, I would like to exchange my life.
What do you have in a 36C?
Is Ken available?
You have my banking information.
Transfer the funds from Gates or Cuban’s account.
May I have an MBA or MD while you are at it?
I am a lie.
I am a joke.
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Posted: 12/17/2005 5:41:02 PM | to poetwhocares, for all those around him
when "I" close my eyes
i see a sun rise
with you and i standing there
a real love , through poem we share
when I close my eyes,
there is a song i hear
it cleanses my heart of
all the fear
like jasmine, you refresh me
i love the scent you leave
behind, all it takes is time
let my senses enjoy your rhyms
when i close my eyes
i am safe in your arms
no fear of the future
no one can do me harm
i feel safe and closer to you
than any soul i have ever knew
thank you for being my guardian angel
loving me like no other
my big brother, of another colour
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Posted: 12/18/2005 12:33:42 AM | 4373
Colours of Hearts
26 September 2005
Some days our colours
are red white and blue
Because in our nations flags
this was in everything true
Other days there was more
a touch of black and while
Or was that where
her and he did fight
But was this a battle
more than a wave upon a beach
His heart and her smile
in her completion of peach
Beauty was an eye - vision was blind
colour me red - while and blue
Even if at times - the colours of
black and white may favour two
© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 12/18/2005 2:35:33 AM | "lovely being"
beauty is what you think you are
you are by far the most
a handsome host
love poems and scripture
is what you deliver
you are good, wholesome pure
real , you are my opposite
i do long to taste your season
the reason,
to be a better me, to learn love
trust, and honesty
to be real kind, to find
love that understands the
me, and my poetic hand
writing releases tension
and allows me to see myself
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Posted: 12/18/2005 2:36:38 AM | "My Poetry"
i never write words to hurt someone else
i write to love, not to fight
please forgive me if my words seem to bite
you are not a target, you never are
my words are me, my issue, my faults
my problems i want to address
do i need to explain the rest
of my intentions were to know you
try to love you, but now you see that will never be
i have been cut, edit- bitten by a
widow and a recluse
it left a scar, i am a big girl now
a survivor ,
do you know who you are
:crying:
:angel: tat
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Posted: 12/18/2005 3:16:07 AM | to those i know and love, you know who you are forgive me if i have ever done anything to hurt you....i know the loved ones know my poetry is about me, and how i feel, nothing i write is ever intended to cause anyone harm, i love ppl to much to start doing crap like that again.
but every once in a while some Fookin azz wants to rain on my fookin parade, and man...i try but, i just can not help it
this will be the darkest poem you ever hear from me in a while cause i like to think i am a good girl most of the time
now to YOU the black widow, and the brown recluse....you are evil creatures, i have always had a peeve. spiders scare me, i recently found out reason # 203 why i should stay far away from 8 legged freaks. i have 9 very noticable scars on my arms and legs from spider bites i received about 1 1/2 year ago.....i tend to get a little embarrassed to wear short skirts and swimsuits because of them.....well those scars and my big azz...lol
ok now the poem to my widow and recluse
"oh, thanks"
for showing me the you
you are capable of
thanks
for being crude
and what night mares
are made of
you destroyed a trust that will
never be re-bonded
i think i will leave you and let
you be unwanted
thank you, for being the jerk
so early on, you were being a coward
calling out the dogs the "chic" did your dirty work
it was gross, i was disgusted and yes
you did it, happy now
i'm hurt
i guess i learned why i leave
that type alone, why i will
not ever pick up the phone
and give the "nice guy a ring"
or be part of his class
nice guys will never get a piece of
my azz,
one last thing before i am done
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Posted: 12/18/2005 4:45:34 AM | "coming my way soon"
I saw something
coming this way
it was running kinda fast
it was headed my way
it looked to me, to have a pair
about 3 or four, it's residue like hair
it came in , via my open front door
i let it in and i have my self to blame
i know i should not feel so ashamed
i saw it first before it saw me
oh, why oh why didn't i let that thing
be
spider , oh spider, this is my spot
you can leave now, or raid is what i got
pest are such ...annoying little bums
look, i see it,see it run
something wicked this way comes
TAT
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Posted: 12/20/2005 6:25:06 PM | 4682
Last of the Poets
12 December 2005
Am I the last of the poets
because I have genes to bear
Down one trouser leg in length
all ready to discover
an all nighter in strength
Could this be a night to remember
a day of an eternity to fruit
For where was she to
roll over after and salute
This maiden of
motherhood
Her heart and mine
panting into
a rhythm of rhyme
Am I to be the
last poet to live
Of that in asking
for I have poet
genes to give
© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 12/24/2005 9:44:42 AM | 4765
Summer Time - Christmas Time
24 December 2005
The rain has stopped
the sun has began to shine
Soon it will be Christmas
in my summer time
A world away from snow on the ground
yet still white cast upon my mountain top
All a reminder of yesterday
in those blessing to never stop
To those of love and desire
a few words this poet does send
For my words are pure in heart
and never composed to pretend
Hunger and pain along with fun
all unified in hearts of one
Merry Christmas my friend
so glad to know of you and then some
“For unto you is born this day in the city of David
a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.”
Luke 2: 11
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Posted: 12/25/2005 10:41:16 PM | thank you for your well wishes
i hope the same for you
my heart rejoice you've thought
of me, please have a merry christmas too
i would like to take the time to stop and
say hi
opportunity is hard to find, I don't mean to pass
you by
the new year is coming,
and i pray i see all my friends
happy, and blessed
from my heart to you all,
tam
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Posted: 12/26/2005 1:30:22 AM | once upon a time
not very long ago
i wished upon a star
and pray for hope
to find love
that was everlasting
something real,
i had hope that love
would be stronger than the pressures
modern days expectations would force upon it
appreciated, respected and adored,
more than a cheap lay, or a over night stay
i know i found that for wich i seek, now
if he could find me, i would be a very happy
woman
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Posted: 12/26/2005 2:01:43 AM | 4780
Unexplainable Pain
26 December 2005
Was it love
or unexplainable pain
Those questions we
ask in value of worth
Each day a heart
every night a tear
Sunshine on
a rainy outlook
Was it love
or an infatuation
Oh how does a person
get in and out
of this situation
Maybe that explains
what is unexplained
About a word of letters four
this word of love and amour
“Whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death:
because it was not possible that he should be holden of it.”
Acts 2: 24 KJV
© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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Posted: 12/26/2005 7:45:55 PM | i am resting,
my tired eyes
a river flowed today
i am tired
my heart cried
a story unfolded yesterday
i am restless
i can not breath
he took my breath away
i am anxious
i can not be still
i want to call his name
i will not,
to proud to yield
i want no more of this game
tat
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Posted: 12/27/2005 4:22:15 AM | "a bloody cold"
woke up this morning
with congestion in my nose
my breathing is constricted
as if slurping thru a hose
I gasp for air,
but nothing comes in,
i need a doctor
to repair my rhin
i'm blowing and hacking
disturbing the house
maybe i should try
to breath thru my mouth
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Posted: 12/27/2005 4:37:28 AM | "inner peace"
my personal technique
is to breath deep and slow
say a pray in your heart
let your worries flow
out thru your mouth
with each new exhale
to god you may pray
if religion you do well
it all ways helps me to
do "a" good deed,
for another trouble soul
or give money for
homeless to feed
what ever you choose
you should know from the
start,
inner peace will come
if forgiveness is in your heart
tat
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| i long for the moment...i hope he understands why
Posted: 12/27/2005 5:40:21 AM | whoooooo
post # 100
i have hung on past 99
i finally endured to see my
prime, i am ripe
good for the pluckin
i want to find
a nice stud muffin
post 100 has to be
my lucky number
will my soul mate find me
and notice the jewel i am
a diamond in the rough
my name is tam
well let's see were this gets me
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