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Posted: 7/8/2005 9:46:27 AM | Today my dad gave me a chore,
That I find quite a bore,
And that was to cut the grass,
If I had my choice I would pass,
Because even if there is a breeze,
I would still fight off a sneeze,
It's something about being outside,
Because my allergies don't want to hide,
I also hate cutting the grass cause my hands turn green,
That makes for quite an unusual scene,
I am covered with pieces of grass,
That went air bound with every pass,
I really do hate this one chore,
But its done so I don't have to do it anymore. | |
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Posted: 7/8/2005 6:59:17 PM | I look at the mirror and all I can see,
Is the pain and tears that are inside me,
I cannot help but sit and cry,
Because the pain hurts so bad and all I can say is why?
Why do you have to continue to drink?
Did you ever just stop to think?
Do you know how much this affects others?
Your daughter is growing up her life is just blurrs,
But all you can do is just sit back and drink,
This news just makes my heart sink,
It makes me sick I cannot take it anymore!!!
This really hurts me, all the day to my core,
You cannot see how your drinking affects me,
I cannot take anymore, open your eyes and see,
I am not a baby you can just hold on too,
You cannot see all the things I can do,
I doubt that you ever will get to see,
Who I am and what I can be,
I am hurt and extremely mad,
But I should be extremely glad.
Can't you tell the pain I am going through?
You should stop drinking, that is what you should do!!!!
Dad, I love you but I cannot take anymore pain,
Because I feel like I already have been slain,
If this continues I will end up slipping away,
No matter how hard you try to get me to stay.
This one was posted in Fellfromheaven's thread. I once again am being hurt by my father's actions. I guess there is nothing I can do. I have tried everything. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 12:15:46 AM | 4082
Tears of a Thirsty Heart
09 July 2005
Her eyes were of mirrored soul
where pain and tears rested inside
Unable to escape—yet drop as to water
the anguish driven from mercy to deprive
To ask out loud the question why
for would this ever stop in consequence
A daughter loving—to him she adored
trapped in her father’s world
Growing to hate his misgivings
where her heart was to crumble
Such sickness - driven to thirst
while an empty glass she could endure
This love to amour so strong
she felt her father’s remorse
Knowing all she wanted
Was for him to stop and think
Of this intoxication drowned
in degrees moist with drink
"for Cat's"
“Jesus answered and said unto her, Whosoever drinketh of this
water shall thirst again: But whosoever drinketh of the water that I
shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him
shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.”
John 4: 13-14 KJV | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 10:21:32 AM | | thx poet for posting this here as well, I really appreciate it. I do feel a lot better, I had a friend who cared about me come swing by today. So I am no longer upset or mad at my dad. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 1:28:49 PM | 3053
Youngest Gun in F1
24 September 2003
At the Hungaroring in
Two Thousand and Three
Historically age was
a barrier broken in setting free
When Fernando Alonso
became the youngest-ever to win
In an outcome of contrast
in relation to the big quin
Williams - Ferrari - McLaren
Jaguar and Renault
Centered on Budapest when
Formula One racing was on show
On a date with destiny for Alonso
Where the twenty-two year-old Spaniard
went forward to lock up first place
Leading Michael Schumacher
and all the rest in putting
a smile on the Renault driver’s face
To better the age old record
set some time back
When the man behind the McLaren name
began his debut heading the pack
A New Zealander with
an eye focused on speed
Having been the youngest to win
before most others were old enough to read
For it came to pass in a folklore
of Bruce McLaren’s success
To be measured by
Fernando Alonso in address
The August day the Spaniard
was number one on the grid
Going right and left
and finishing first he did
Justice served and
justice made in haste
Along with ten cylinders
of an engine on the pace
In holding the victors
trophy high in the air
Of a result the youngest-ever
Formula One Grand Prix winner
knew was certainly fair
Nearing 44 years since New Zealander, Bruce Leslie McLaren (1937-1970) [the name behind the British based McLaren World Drivers’ Championship Formula One team] won the United States Grand Prix at Sebring, Florida, USA on 12 December 1959. To become the youngest Grand Prix winner aged 22 years 104 days.
Spaniard, Fernando Alonso [Renault F1 Team] who had recently turned 22 years-old. In winning the 2003 World Championship Formula One Grand Prix of Hungary held at Budapest [24 August]. Had his name etched into Formula One [and motor racing] folklore by becoming the youngest-ever driver to win a World Drivers’ Championship Grand Prix. In a motor racing championship inaugurated in 1950 and won five times by Juan-Manuel Fangio [born Balcarce, Argentina, 24 June 1911] before his retirement in 1958. A record equalled by German Michael Schumacher in 2002 with five World Drivers’ Championship titles and seeking a sixth [Earned in 2003].
The youngest Grand Prix driver to start in a Formula One race was Michael Christopher Thackwell. Who was born in New Zealand, 30 March 1961 to British parents residing in New Zealand and later Australian raised, in his parents further migration to Australia. Thackwell took part in the Canadian Grand Prix on 28 September 1980, aged 19 years-old 182 days. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 3:06:04 PM | Pain So Deep
My heart feels like it has been ripped apart,
Because once again you chose to drink,
I know you don't want to make me slip away,
But drinking is not how to make things work,
I know you don't have a problem with me,
But still I ask myself why,
If there is anything I can do to help,
Or just leave you the heck alone,
Everytime you drink, my heart rips,
Now it has completely ripped in half,
And now you place the blame on me,
Which doesn't make the pain better,
I guess it's time that I just slip away,
Because I seem to not be wanted here,
Dad stop please, your hurting me inside,
That is all I ask of you. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 4:26:09 PM | Cats I love all your poems hon.You write with such presense and feeling.Youre wise way beyond your years and your writing always reflects that.its nice to see you taking a difficult situation and turning it into something as powerful and beautiful as poetry  | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 4:58:15 PM | | Thx Fell, this is a difficult decision for me to handle but I am doing it well. I am taking all the emotion that I have and putting them into words. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2005 7:56:42 PM | 4084
Yesterdays Child - Today’s Dream
10 July 2005
Yesterdays child
today’s dream
My inspiration
in full color and scene
Her words the soul
as if an invention to wheel
Gifted and understood
and no need in friendship to steal
Since today she sent me a message
making my life change right away
For it was God who had guided her forth
in this gift of understanding going my way
How happy I was just to know
she was next to me in thought
Like all in surety was given
of conscience won and not fought
“for catsmeow02”
“Use your imagination not to scare yourself
to death but to inspire yourself to life.”
Adele Brookman M.S., MFT
American Psychotherapist
another poettothecars original
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Posted: 7/9/2005 8:08:40 PM | | poet, that is such a lovely poem, thx for posting that here. I love seeing your work in my thread. | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 12:13:00 AM | Real "CAR" Poems - by a poet to the cars -
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An All Day Sunday
13 October 2003
Two New Zealanders and
a German the world apart
On a Sunday beginning
while half the planet was in the dark
To in Australia be ready for
a one thousand kilometre dash
Followed in Japan by the
final seasonal Formula One clash
As the clock ticked on
and the Earth turned towards the sun
Because in the USA there was the
Indy Racing League series
championship to be won
Where events were to
unfold on a Sunday to seek
Given the appearance of an
all day Sunday lasting a week
There on the Mount Panorama slopes
starting on no ordinary Australian morn
Greg Murphy was historically on top
in a triumph of one New Zealand born
With his V8 Supercar partner in time
an Australian to his own record set
When it was that final lap in becoming
the youngest ever “Bathurst” victor yet
So it was to come to pass - as there
came an ending - another began
In the combined result after the
Formula One Grand Prix of Japan
Even if Michael Schumacher managed
to only finish his race in place eight
He was good enough to earn a sixth
World Drivers Championship upon his plate
While as the planet took a further turn
the twist of the tale was Australian born
yet a New Zealander if but by birth
As Scott Dixon earned himself the
title of Two Thousand and Three
I-R-L series champion in value and worth
To have been a Sunday
all around the world in sight
With an endeavour of rewards
where day had no night
It may have been 1.00 pm in New Zealand when the signal was given to begin the Bathurst 1000 at 10.00 am at Mount Panorama (NSW, Australia). Yet whether it was in New Zealand or Australia the date remained the same — 12 October 2003. Where New Zealand born Greg Murphy in sharing the Kmart Racing Holden Commodore VY with Australian Rick Kelly. Was to achieve his third Bathurst 1000 victory. [following those of 1996 and 1999] combined with Rick Kelly earning his first Bathurst 1000 title. To at 20 years old of age becoming the youngest ever winner of the Bathurst 1000. In overtaking a record set when Murphy aged 24 years and Craig Lowndes at 22 years of age became the youngest ever pairing to win the annual Mount Panorama endurance event.
When later on the same day in Japan, German Michael Schumacher finished the Japanese Formula One Grand Prix in eighth position. Was to earn his sixth World Drivers Champion crown — to be the only person ever to have held six world titles in Formula One. A year after achieving his fifth Formula One world title in 2002.
But when it appeared Sunday was over — at least in the South Pacific. In Texas in the USA, New Zealand raised twenty three year-old Scott Dixon [who was actually born in Australia to New Zealand parents by their origin of birth. Living in Queensland at the time of Scott’s birth] made headlines in becoming the 2003 Indy Racing League champion. For a race foreshortened by five laps after a major accident brought proceedings to a close.
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Nazareth
02 June 2001
History was made at Nazareth
with a young New Zealander
Born to race as for Scott Dixon
this appeared to be the case
His Champ Car starting
far back on row twelve
Not that this would stop
the forward advance
While the Toyota engine
carried less thirst
In racing single file around
an oval shaped course
To become the youngest winner
of the present time
On a day when the strategy
certainly paid off
In his first season racing Champ [CART] Cars in the United States of America in 2001. After moving up from a prior season of Indy Light cars raced in the USA in the year 2000, New Zealander, Scott Dixon was a rookie (in his first race on an oval circuit, and third in a Champ Car) in round three of the Champ Car season held at Nazareth, Pennsylvania, USA. He started on the grid after qualifying in position twenty three. Yet went on to win the race although he was the youngest driver in the field at 20 years of age. To become the youngest person ever to win a CART [Championship Auto Racing Team] Champ Car race on that day at Nazareth, USA.
The only other race driver to win a Champ (Indy) Car race in a similar standing, previously, was Britains Nigel Mansell and that was after he had already been the Formula One World Champion. Therefore was much older and by far more experienced than Scott Dixon at the time.
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Born to Race
29 October 2001
Born in Australia
and New Zealand raised
Scott Dixon races in cars
in a series USA staged
Such are the exploits
of this new rookie to boot
When he tackles CART racing
on board an Indy car pursuit
A Kiwi star to shine
not an Aussie to claim
Overseas on a quest
to become a motorsport name
This rivalry to be the best
upon a global stage
Such a success in what he does
at such a tender young age
At 20 years 9 months of age Scott Dixon became the youngest-ever driver to win a CART Champ Car race with victory in the Lehigh Valley Grand Prix at Nazareth Speedway, Pennsylvania, USA. After this round three win, 6 top 5 and 11 top 10 finishes in other Champ Car races for the 2001 season, Dixon was assured the crown of Rookie of the year in the CART FedEx Championship Series. His previous experience the year before racing Indy Light cars in the United States of America. Had assisted towards Dixon ending his first year of competing full-time in Indy (Champ) Cars on such a high note.
Billed as a New Zealander, the fact Scott Dixon was born in Australia [Townsville] to parents of New Zealand nationality and was raised in New Zealand. Yet this sets up a hint of further friendly rivalry between the two nations.
With Dixon transferring to the IRL [Indy Racing League] in 2003 and coming away with being the overall 2003 IRL series champion. | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 1:01:14 AM | 3939
What are Friend’s 4
29 April 2005
What are friends for
when we need them the most
As to an inner heart of making
this warmth as if fresh toast
Then what does the drunk do
when they have reached the end
Sure is not easy of intoxication
to in soul and mind pretend
Where as friendship
we have much to learn in trust
Like this in badge of honour
was certainly a real true must
In putting on a front to that of hurt
then to a friend dirt is still dirt
But to that of spoil in a richness of child
subliminal in multitude and let to run wild
“For many are called, but few are chosen”
Matthew 22: 14 KJV
“Behold, there are many called, but few are chosen. And why are
they not chosen? Because their hearts are set so much upon the things
of this world, and aspire to the honors of men, that they do not learn
this one lesson—We have learned by sad experience that it is the
nature and disposition of almost all men, as soon as they get a little
authority, as they suppose, they will immediately begin to exercise
unrighteous dominion. Hence many are called, but few are chosen.”
Doctrine and Covenants 121: 34-35, 39-40
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Posted: 7/10/2005 7:25:09 AM | | Poet, those are really great poems, thx for posting them here. I always love seeing your work and work of others in my thread. | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 9:21:26 AM | | Cat's you are more than welcome to come and post in my 'Love in Reality' thread - may be warm up the place - with one of your poems - thank's | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 10:56:31 AM | 3990
Holden Too Heart
16 May 2005
Too care
to understand
to really hold in heart
Inspiration and perspiration
going hand in hand
As he keeps writing
composing - dreaming poems
and she keeps reading
interpreting and understanding
While together they share in
thoughts and bits and pieces
of each life with love true
On par of a friendship in growing
continuing to be stronger two
“THUS saith the LORD to his anointed . . . , whose right hand
I have holden, to subdue nations before him; and I will loose
the loins of kings, to open before him the two leaved gates;
and the gates shall not be shut;”
Isaiah 45:1 KJV
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Condition of Love
02 June 2005
Love is a condition
upon a feeling unfeigned
To like - to desire
too consideration
at times unclaimed
In which the happiness
was a spirit from within
given to open heart
To understanding
kindness to all in part
Of another as essential
to that of your own
This reflection of mirror
understated in meaning to atone
“for Lori”
“The ultimate lesson all of us
have to learn is unconditional love”
Elizabeth Kubler-Ross [08 July 1926 - 24 August 2004]
American/Swiss Psychiatrist
“Nevertheless when it shall turn to the Lord, the vail shall be
taken away. Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of
the Lord is, there is liberty. But we all, with open face beholding
as in a glass [mirror] the glory of the Lord, are changed into the
same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.”
2 Corinthians 3: 16-18 KJV
[word in brackets added]
“Love is a condition in which the happiness
of another is essential to your own.”
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Posted: 7/10/2005 12:03:17 PM | The phone keeps ringing off the hook,
Making me go completely nuts,
All I do is take a small look,
To see who was bugging me,
I realize that it was my dad,
Who kept calling me on the phone,
It was starting to make me mad,
With everytime the phone rang,
What made it worse was the question he had to ask,
Every five minutes that he did call,
While he ran his small little task,
And that was if I needed anything from the store,
It was annoying and I did wish he quit,
With every phone ring it was getting annoying,
I almost took his phone and threw a fit,
Just so he would leave me alone. | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 5:34:36 PM | 473
Friendship
18 March 2000
My Heavenly Father
to return to you I’d rather
But this time it makes no sense
unless one truly repents
My wonderful friend
love I do not pretend
Yet I am lost in a place
unable to see your face
My passing trend
I know hearts will mend
For you are all so real
thanks for every meal
My day tomorrow
a moment old I grow
Thanks to you
I do have a clue
“But seek ye first the kingdom of God,
and his righteousness; and all these
things shall be added unto you.”
Matthew 6: 33 KJV
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Posted: 7/10/2005 5:36:34 PM | | Thx poet for postin here once again, I am always amazed with your talent. | |
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Posted: 7/10/2005 9:36:20 PM |
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Rachel's Story
28 April 2001
Rachel was beautiful
and well favoured
Jacob loved her as for
seven years he laboured
In his eyes it was
but a few days
For the love he had to her
was long lasting in many ways
Her father Laban had ideas of his
own with an older sister Leah to wed
So it is the works found
in the Book of Genesis said
For Laban said it was not done to
give the younger before the firstborn
To Jacob came feelings of betrayal
as his heart began to mourn
In agreeing to take
tender eyed Leah as his wife
He did further labour in order
to secure the love of his life
Jacob loved Rachel more than Leah
although he was married to sisters both
Not that the Lord was ready
to assist with this families growth
Unto Leah He gave
Jacob a son
Yet for Rachel
there would be none
Time brought many sons forth
when Rachel felt left out
Her anger expressed in envy
her husbands desire in doubt
He married once more
with further sons that shined
While Rachel asked of God
why He was so unkind
Jacob taking another wife
with a dividend of increase
As Leah considered her worth
in the value of her children's lease
A daughter hence was given by birth
this diamond in her father’s eyes
Until finally Rachel was remembered
the Lord answering her inward cries
And it came to pass
Rachel had born Joseph
Her joy elated at long last
in this son of eternal bliss
Jacob choosing to move away
taking his family to land of his own
Unaware of the importance of his seed
and descendant whom would atone
Many events did happen still as
set forth on parchments of scroll
This ballad told in part
so not the story whole
And Rachel travailed once more
uttering her babies name
Her last breath given as
her soul departed her life
one of spiritual acclaim
A pillar of stones
laid upon Rachel’s grave
Her legacy transcending
times past for He whom
death would eternally save
“And Laban had two daughters: the name of the elder was Leah, and the name of the
younger was Rachel. Leah was tender eyed; but Rachel was beautiful and well favoured.
And Jacob loved Rachel; and said, I will serve thee seven years for Rachel thy younger
daughter. And Laban said, It is better that I give her to thee, than I should give her to
another man: abide with me. And Jacob served seven years for Rachel; and they seemed
unto him but a few days, for the love he had to her.”
Genesis 29: 16-20 KJV
©2005 Regina Publications
New Zealand
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Posted: 7/11/2005 8:15:41 AM | As I wipe the sleep from my eyes,
I let the sun shine on my face,
Feeling it's warmth my mind begins to wander,
Taking me to a whole new place,
I imagine I am in strong arms,
That wouldn't allow anything to happen to me,
For I feel safe and secure in these arms,
And I for once can feel happy,
I have a smile on my face as big as a mile,
Because I am always thinking of you,
You love me for who I am,
And wouldn't try to change anything I do. | |
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Posted: 7/11/2005 12:28:28 PM | Summer's Day
The air is humid with summer heat,
But a slight breeze is blowing,
I hear the sound of birds chirping,
And the sound of water flowing,
The sun it out shining so bright,
With a few clouds in the sky,
This is such a lovely day,
I'd hate for it to say goodbye,
Neighbors are swimming or out watering their lawn,
Trying to find ways to stay cool on such a hot day,
But nothing beats the heat like,
Eating some ice cream, what do you say??
LOL, trying to stay cool on a hot day. It will be soon when I can bask in a nice cool house. | |
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Posted: 7/11/2005 1:26:36 PM | 194
Morning Glory
14 May 1999
Oh how I love you
but know I can’t
Oh how I love you
but know your joy
A love made in heaven
of a pure soul
A love made in heaven
of our brother in Christ
We — the childs of God
oh how we do not listen
We — the children of our Father
oh how we do not hear
Did I tell you how I love you
perhaps I did not
Did I tell you how I loved you
no maybe I forgot
“If ye love me, keep my commandments”
John 14: 15 KJV
©2005 Regina Publications
New Zealand
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Posted: 7/11/2005 9:43:32 PM | The Night
The sun has long ago set,
Leaving the moon shining bright,
A sight that you could not regret,
Welcoming in the night.
As the moon rises into the sky,
Casting down its glow,
It causes a twinkle in your eye,
That only you should know.
You gaze up and let out a sigh,
How you hate to leave this scene,
But you must say goodbye,
Even though it is serene.
You close your eyes and let your dreams ignite,
For when you wake up it shall be light. | |
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Posted: 7/12/2005 5:55:47 PM | Thoughts and Hopes
Sitting here sorting the thoughts in my mind,
Trying to find something to hold on too,
All those good thoughts keep slipping away,
Leaving me to keep sorting through them all,
Each thought of hope keeps falling through my grasp,
I cannot seem to keep one in mind,
I don't want to keep getting my hopes up,
Then to have them crumble above me,
I hate having my hope fall into pieces,
So that is why I don't keep my hopes up,
For if I do they would crumble around me,
Leaving me feeling sad and blue.
Blah, kinda lame, but tryin to bump up my thread a bit. | |
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Posted: 7/12/2005 6:00:04 PM | you guys all write incredibly fast!
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