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Posted: 4/3/2008 11:05:28 AM | A Precursor to Divorce
Lust is gone, Love is fading. Conversation is short, less fights that way. Talk about bills. Talk about kids. Never 'bout dreams, not anymore anyway. The kids come first.
It's not their fault.....Now they're grown. A new life will start, cuz there's plenty of fish in the sea.......SPLASH! | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 11:10:34 AM | | Monumental change awaits on my horizon . Seventy one days left to wander my homeland, then off I go with a wave and a loaded up van. To persue that dream that many feel they cannot obtain, I say all is possible when you have an extreme want flowing through your veins. | |
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Joined: 2/11/2008
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Posted: 4/3/2008 11:29:28 AM | Walls and Fences...things that keep me here, I wonder? What if I just blew it off, like a simple speck of dust! Said screw it and fly away? Stand in the line in another place?
Shuck off the shit and all of the rust! Go somewhere outta the dust! Must~! | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 12:17:29 PM | Hurry…hurry to get ready. Quick shower. Hairbrush. Toothbrush smothered in toothpaste. Where’s the floss? Oh yes. Now the lip gloss. Bright smile. Out the door. Work day begun. Let’s get going the race is on to get where we’re going… but where are we going? Is it not right HERE?
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So I stop. Breathe in. Breathe out. Take time to look at weeds poking through the pavement. Beautiful insignificance. Seamless today into yesterday into tomorrow. Rolling by like clouds in springtime. The sweet alyssum blooms, the bulbs burst forth, scent of freesia in the air. Its all good right now. | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 12:21:05 PM | Coffee, all over. Glorious scent of roasted beans that permeate my morning. It never feels right without that first cup. Nectar of my day’s first hour contained within my favorite cup. Milk, sugar yes…just like that….café con leche. Savored and sweet… a kick in the butt of much needed caffeine!
Gee Expat57...just love this thread ~Aloha Tropical | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 7:37:50 PM | You never see it coming but you always watch it go, i guess i didnt hear it coming either, it fits , hindsight is for a$$holes, that much i believe .. history has to be more than regrets and remembering or why make more?
Can you blur reality til fun is free? | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 9:33:39 PM | | Laugh track, Wornout punchlines, same old story, I've watched since I was a kid. Anybody want to tell me that this is the TruMan show? Cars roll by every day, same formation, passerbys same old lines. Today, tomorrow, damn though if you're as hot tomorrow, guess I won't complain. Anyway, | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 9:54:33 PM | So this is a story I've never told anyone. Well yah maybe a couple of hoodlums but they weren't listening. So ,,,Once when I was like three? Yah three. I made up this really stupid lie? Yah, and I even didn't tell the person that I lied after . I confessed. | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 10:03:35 PM | | No way, you're kidding. When I was three I pissed on the thing thats at the end of the stairs cause dad was too drunk too notice. Still remember to this day, I also remember dreaming that I was superman. Lately I've been playing the friggin terminator. How 've you been? | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 10:25:54 PM | | well I was contemplating just that. i have been in a poet- tree . lookin around ... at all the various blossoms that have survived winter and lived to tell about it. much like spore-sports. eratic mushrooms of mayhem. studying wind swept bonsai retain the rain. and how they laugh....when we're not looking.... | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 10:33:14 PM | Tonight I am playing host to Jameson, Bushmills, and Guiness. Late St Patty'S Day.
Gettin hard to type. Where the hell did you go? Somebody forgot to bring Lemonade. So, without Lemonade, left to my own device, fell off the bandwagon, and landed on my nugget. Tomorrow's goona be hell. | |
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Posted: 4/3/2008 11:24:38 PM | | If I had the chance to see you again... would our worlds have meant more together? Odd what you find out when the one you love dies... can take your child's young lifetime to realize... I see you anyway, in his eyes daily, but richer, a vision of us. | |
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Posted: 4/4/2008 4:28:27 AM | stories rerun ,memories rewritten in the kindness of regrets frozen to your tongue by the inability to ever speak of them..to the one that matters. loss is never static ,.. it grips so hard ,.. if we do whats normal ,..let it go.. justice or betrayal..
or time's gentle hand | |
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Posted: 4/4/2008 4:57:34 AM | | morning walk of gratitude...lost in thought...grateful to be alive....cherry trees, bees, family, work, man on street corner...touch those things, make them bloom....words inspire...mindfully observe, listen.. ..if we cannot understand, we cannot love... listening with calm understanding we can ease the suffering of another...breathe. | |
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Posted: 4/4/2008 6:16:41 AM | | Cool rainy morning. Hot coffee, aaah. I love it creamy, a rare treat. Slouched down but my feet are up. Sweety Kate purrs on my legs, Hell Beast at my feet. I hear just rain and distant church bells -- can it be I’m only hearing what I want to hear? | |
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Joined: 2/11/2008
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Posted: 4/4/2008 8:47:56 AM | Dancing to the beat of my heart, coffee gives her a jump start! Off again to wander in the elusive vice . Don't forget my slice of Life ...I wanna shake up the picture, shake off the blisters. Get my Boogie shoes on...Dance just because! It is my life, Good! | |
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Posted: 4/4/2008 11:09:26 AM | | What a joyous surprise! Your Aussie cadence whispering in my ear once again. Disbelief and happiness comingle in my soul, i'm overwhelmed and humbled. THANK YOU GOD! Your words - convey exactly what is needed - my soul is at peace. Loving you is - it's own perfection. Can't wait to be together. | |
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Posted: 4/4/2008 8:46:28 PM | | The dizzying speed with which the dead end of the week comes alive, is a little too much at times. I can't figure out what I want to do first, dinner, or watch the fire, or have a bath, or start ... to ... hhmmm it'll come to me ... when I'm ready | |
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Posted: 4/5/2008 5:24:19 AM | skin job, Decker called them ..people created or created to be people,
do the dirty work , breathe, laugh, cry and rapidly die, ..well made,
beauty if it matters , touch the real,..see far into blindness,..
so different from you or I..
but then what are you
and who am I? | |
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Posted: 4/5/2008 12:57:18 PM | | Boy turns 6 in a few days from now. Another piece of my heart Remember watching him crawl, and smile. Colicky little punk. Sounds of Silence put him right out. Mommy, and Daddy he screamed as the world tore us apart. Put a happy mask on. I Love Baby Boy. Dad. | |
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Posted: 4/6/2008 10:34:15 AM | in the mornings' anticipated preparation of paper, paint, new good quality brushes, and a subject, the approach is very different this time. years have passed since
working with serendipitys' moodiness. She conveys Herself. I am going in-- to drink watercolours' magic today. capturing the essence of sweet apples-light . | |
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Posted: 4/7/2008 12:23:14 AM | | A nine-year-old taken from school and put into foster care. A father put into jail for attempted murder. Two cells, divided... yet the pain remains in convulsive heaves as one old love may be responsible for the domino effect.. great way to try to get your last ditch hope of having your kid back by setting up her world and crashing it down... will the money you make off her, be worth it? Or will you join Hitler in heaven? | |
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Posted: 4/7/2008 10:02:57 PM | random runes , genuine glyphs, a message meant to matter,
giving ground to avoid the grind of accepting everything
words splash into your face , projectiles from a madmans mortor
you realized long ago.. this game isnt for you
the target stoops to be hit, crawls to embrace it.. for what? | |
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Posted: 4/7/2008 10:06:05 PM | | Your laughter contained my world. Day began with your smile, ended with your sighs. Your skin, tangled thoughts, roadmaps used to plan my journey. When you left I crumpled, then figured out my own damn way. You're back, but I've forgotten how to read your signs. You're a forsaken destination. | |
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Posted: 4/7/2008 10:11:22 PM | May I?
but maybe I haven't forgotten to read your signs. They were in the red light district
and I was in the blue farm-girl district.....wanting to experience any district . As long as it was informational, or could educate me from my ADD, which I might add, didn't help my Math...skills... | |
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