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Posted: 8/2/2005 9:04:01 AM | Cats,
Thanks for the invitation to join your thread...This poem is my own creation...It describes my passion for my work and for helping those in need...
Making A Difference...
A young soul lost in thought and reaching out
Filled with sadness and self doubt...
It all begins with a knock on the door and hope
Finding ways to be lifted and to cope....
I sit deep in thought wishing to say the right words
Like a song made up of all the right chords..
Reflection, emphathy, and a understanding conveyed
Giving hope and signs that today is a new day...
A smile and a laugh can provide all soooooo much
Often this is the magic touch
With listening and being there trust is gained
Self doubt, fears, now detained..
The young soul refreshed moves forward to win
Always remembering where they had been...
Mr Guidance 2005 | |
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| Poetry Collection
Posted: 8/2/2005 9:59:56 AM | Mr Guidance, welcome to my thread, and you're also welcome for the invitation. But you were more then welcome to post here anyways. | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 12:01:35 PM | Untitled
There she is,
She listens to her sad song,
It does not matter how many times she plays,
It is her song,
The song of her and husband.
A loved one she lost,
He was her first love,
He was her first kiss,
Now he is gone,
Death came and took him without warning,
She does not know why,
She curses Death each day,
How can Death be so cruel?
This is what she asks every day.
Outside her home where she listens each night to her sad song,
She looks upon the sky,
She hopes that maybe, just maybe she will find a star.
You see, her husband was a soldier,
He always told her when they are apart,
To look up on the stars at night,
To look for a special star,
Once she finds it, It shall brightly for her,
And that is him looking down upon her.
She searches, and searches,
But each night she turns up empty,
She knows she has not found that star.
She is desperate, she longs for his gentle touch,
She misses his soothing and calming voice,
The love they shared, A blessing from above.
Upon the sky she looks and in desperation,
She utters words of desperation,
Upon turning her head in submission,
From the corner of her eye she sees a bright light,
She turns, She sees the light, It is the star of her loved one,
Her beloved, A tear of rejoicing descends her cheek,
She is at peace, there is great calm within her mind, body and soul.
And just yonder,
There he is, with an Angel of the Lord,
Protecting her, by her side always,
As he promised her many times,
That he will always be by her side.
And that when it is time. . . .
. . .He will be there waiting for her at the Gates of Heaven. . . | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 12:21:09 PM | very nice AG, always love seein ur work here.  | |
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because I know you like drawing hearts
here is a heart for you to share | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 5:02:15 PM | thx poet,
I am not in the mood to write, unless someone can cheer me up.
I just received some news from my one guy friend, and well, let's just say that I'm not in the picture. I never really was. | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 6:11:51 PM | Hi Miss Cat,
I saw your post, aka, "you're not in the picture," I hope all goes well for you and many well wishes!
AG | |
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| Poetry Collection
Posted: 8/2/2005 6:27:58 PM | The search. . .
A broken heart, cracked, hurting and now it has begun,
Sadness has entered her life,
Her is heart looking, searching and scavenging the Earth,
She looks for that one thing that will complete her,
For it is love that she wishes to have.
For it is love she hears of,
But she shall not know it.
For it is love that is within her grasps,
But she shall not hold it.
For it is love that she seeks,
But she shall not find it.
For it is love that she will kiss her on the cheek,
But she shall not feels its touch.
Outside on her window,
Upon the sky she looks,
She gazes upon the bright stars,
Tear from eye descends slowly,
She prays to that whomever may be up there for love,
For the enchanted love sweeps so many off their feet,
The blinding love that will make one perform wonders.
From over yonder a bright star shines in the Heavens,
For many of the stars among the Heavens shine with such beauty and awe,
Its beauty and nostalgia would brings anyone to their knees,
For it is those who have come before her, Seeking love.
In unison, the stars in the sky feel her pain,
They know, they understand and they see she hurts,
She is longing for that special someone.
In tears she goes to bed,
But little does she know,
Her prayer has set in motion events that she has longed for,
Love shall be within her grasps,
Love she shall know its touch,
The love she seeks, she shall find it.
When she finds love and love finds her,
There will be great rejoicing in the Heavens
And those who have come before her say in a great voice. . .
. . .Your time shall come. . . . | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 7:27:45 PM | | Thx AG, that helps a lot. Just the friends I have here always help me out. I am glad for this. | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 9:13:57 PM | 1624
A Fragile Heart
08 February 2002
The process is painful just
to look upon her soul
Yet she is just as
innocent in this role
A love unrequited in
where it was placed
Nevertheless up to this
reality has been faced
Deep within being an entity
of hope that this is not true
For desire has a place even when
the feeling are there to renew
Selfish in an outcome
born by poles apart
But to see her is to
undermine a fragile heart
"Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity
vaunteth [boasts] not itself, is not puffed up, Doth not behave
itself unseemly not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no
evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoice in truth; Beareth all
things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things."
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7 KJV
[word in brackets added]
©2005 Regina Publications
a poet who cares | |
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Posted: 8/2/2005 11:31:45 PM | Havent been here in a while but its great to see some really great poetry in here.
Cats..your a beautiful writer don't let one person change this true gift you have. | |
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Posted: 8/3/2005 12:47:01 PM | It's becoming more evident
Much more obvious to me
I thought much more of you
Than you ever thought of me
Was this my biggest mistake
Letting myself think you cared
Was I just your marionette
With heartstrings open and bared
With me left here still thinking
What was false, what was true
So puzzling and so complex
I’m left to await another clue
On my heartstings you played
Each left with a loving memory
Yet I still have those questions
Do you ever think about me
I’m wondering why all the intrigue
Now why all of this mystery
Why am I left here hanging
Your the one that holds the key. | |
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Posted: 8/3/2005 1:04:55 PM | thor, very nice write. Welcome to my thread. Please feel free to come back and post here again. I would love to see more of you work.
Sittin inside the club stay cool,
Dressed up to literally kill,
Dancing to the beat,
Because I refuse to sit still,
I need to get up and move around,
So that is why I am choosing to dance,
But the moves I am doing,
Are made to capture some romance,
I catch the glimpse of his eyes,
Staring at me as I move on the floor,
But his face to me seems familiar,
Like I have seen him some place before,
When the song ends I return to my seat,
So I can get off my feet for a bit,
And he wanders over to where I am,
He is cute that I must admit,
A slow song came on,
And he asked me to dance,
Smiling sweetly I said sure why not,
I cannot help but stare like I'm in a trance,
He is the most amazing guy I've ever seen,
And his eyes are the deepest shade of blue,
He is muscular and totally swept me off my feet,
Just being with him seems so untrue,
He truely seems like the perfect man,
Especially like the one in my dreams,
But I know that it is only a dream,
No matter how real it seems. | |
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Posted: 8/3/2005 1:09:11 PM | For you I will be back much more often luv.
THOR24
The summer sun beats down on us,
As the heat melts our hearts,
To finally realize we love each other -
We never want to be apart.
The summer rays beat upon us,
As we share our first kiss.
For to have you in my life
truly would be bliss.
The sadness that I feel,
As the summer sun moves on,
Is the same sadness that I feel
Knowing our love is gone.
The last of our playing in the trees.
The last time to enjoy the sun.
Winter is soon coming our way,
Our summer soon is done. | |
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Posted: 8/3/2005 1:23:11 PM | Thor, another lovely write, you have a way with words. Please make ur self at home here.  | |
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Posted: 8/3/2005 3:44:48 PM | I ask myself why did I waste my time,
Trying to make things work with this one guy,
I had a feeling in the pit of my soul,
That it truely was a goodbye,
I am just glad that I get to move on,
Because there is someone out there for me,
I just have to track him down,
And let him see all that I can be.
Tryin to get back on the positive side of things now. woooooohoooooooooo. | |
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Posted: 8/4/2005 10:25:31 AM | Looking forward to the midevil fest,
Where I can dress up for the fun,
I always like looking my very best,
While I am out getting some sun,
I walk for miles looking at the fair,
And stop to get something to eat,
While the other people stop and stare,
Because we look extremely neat,
All dressed up in our midevil dress.
I can't wait for the Michigan Renaissance Festival this year, It will be a huge blast. | |
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Posted: 8/4/2005 12:16:29 PM | | Cats so glad your back on the upbeat side. You have such a beautiful gift of writing. Stay strong you deserve the best.. | |
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| Lil cheesecake:)
Posted: 8/4/2005 12:19:12 PM | I cant wait for it either Cats cause Im goin with ya girl....I know what will make your day...I made cheesecake woo hoo!Love ya hon:)Awesome thread | |
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| Lil cheesecake:)
Posted: 8/4/2005 12:32:52 PM | The Shining Destiny
Awakening to infinite shivers,
Fragmented with unsightly dreams,
Heavily breathing without indulgence,
Tormented by her echoing screams.
His arms seeking; fathoming desperation,
To discover ruffled bed sheets by his side.
The minute he walked through the door,
He sensed an ambrosial zephyr from outside.
There she is, sat still on the wooden porch,
His awe aspired by heavenly sweetness,
Pure beauty cast by the nocturnal night,
A reminiscent kismet of devotion nonetheless.
The utopian silhouette, a picture perfect portrait.
Each day, a gift in which was completely devoured,
Inseparable happiness in each others arms tonight,
A decoupage dream with twinkles of blossoming flowers.
"What are you doing, your going to catch a cold
"Put on a sweater, and what are you looking at?"
"Nothing at all honey, just the moon and stars"
"Well don't you worry, this house, everything is ours"
"I know its been many years since the crash
And that we don't have a lot of money yet,
But we will get through this don't you worry
I'm trying my best to get us out of this debt"
He embraces his wife, flying her high to the skies,
Gazing at his guardian angel, he waves goodbye,
She was merely a temporary illusion he'd visualized,
This was a marvel he missed; only love can defy.
The only thing forsaken in her memory,
Is a revitalized angel from the skies.
He blissfully puts his daughter to bed. . .
As he sings her soothing lullabies. . . | |
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Posted: 8/4/2005 12:35:43 PM | | Headboss, that was a very lovely and touching poem, thank you for sharing that here, and please feel free to come back and post here again. I would love to see more of you work. | |
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| poems of past desperation
Posted: 8/5/2005 2:06:53 AM | i wrote these when i had found out that my fience had cheated on me and left me.
ONLY TIME WILL TELL
what could i have done?
i wish i knew then
what i'm starting to understand now
instead of living this hell
without you i feel i'm nothing
just another face in the crowd
maybe we'll work this out
maybe not
only time will tell
just remember, i will always love you
since i first saw your picture
since i first heard your voice
since i first saw you in person
i have
only time will tell
whether we will be one again
i will await that day
but not forever
MAKE YOU HAPPY
people tell me to let go
but i don't want to
i want you again
whatever i have to do
i will
as long as you are happy
yet in the same respect
if me letting go will make you happy
then i will
though it will not be imeadiatly
through the time i've been with you
three fold i feel it will take
though always in my mind
you're my Angel, my reluctant superhero
who came to save me in my greatest time of need
i will always be greatful for that
for all you've helped me do in my life
not tryin' to be depressin' or nothin', lol. i'm over it, i just thought i'd share my writin's. oh, and Cat, sorry about not writin' in a while and YAY! I'M #700!!! congrats on 700 posts!
-Jeff | |
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