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Bit of a subject divergence, but wanted to put it out there...

Tonight is the first night
of a brand new year
and i think back on all the years
that have lead me here
and i'm greatful, and breathless
and full of suspense
what happens now
that the future is present tense?
What happens now
that a new page is turned
how many lessons
will this year be learned?
I will brandish a brilliant
and bemused little gift
to those who would resolve
to have a 'happiness' shift
all our woes, all our wounds
all those hurts in the past
each small grievance of life
has been remembered, and lasts
now for our joys and our victories
let the smiles hold sway
there are three-hundred and sixty-five
years in this day
and a grin for each one
to keep track of a mood
that would serve a heart well
for love is 'soul food'
So i'm keeping a journal
of a smile per day
each one will be different
so at the end i can say
this was the year
of three-hundred and sixty-five smiles
and the memories of that
should keep me grinning some while.

Here's the idea for my 'New Years resolution'. Pick one thing a day (no matter how small, trivial, or odd) that makes you truly happy. No repeats, each day has to provide you a fresh aspect to smile about. I think it will do a great amount of good for those who attempt it, and i don't think it will be difficult, though others have expressed a bit of skepticism. So i'm inviting whomever is interested to join me, share or don't share, and prove the skeptics wrong!
Joined: 5/12/2006
Msg: 223
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Posted: 1/5/2007 5:26:21 PM
I could feel my heart skip a beat
heart attack? It seemed like moments
until she called again
just fvcking kill me already
A bullet would be more kind than another word
either shut up or shoot me.

Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 236
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Posted: 1/9/2007 7:50:45 PM
The Rapist©

We think of a rape as physical harm
And while that’s bad, there are police who can swarm
Around such rapists, and bring them, subdued,
Under the law, with justice accrued.

But there is no law, least none I can find
That prevents the rape of an innocent mind.
Minds controlled through emotional twists
Are the work of emotional rapists.

Emotional rapists are the worst kind of slime
They betray your love and eat up your time
Then intend to cause emotional pain
For their agenda and their personal gain

You trust them, you love them, you do what they want
You believe them to be a loving savant
But emotional rapists don’t care for you
‘Tis their agenda and what you can do

To further their mission which only they know
And hide their dark secrets which they’ll never show
Their hidden agenda they’ll keep from your view
Guarding its’ contents, as they hope to accrue

Agenda items within that they’ve named
Until you are ruined, until you’re defamed
Then, when you’re an emotional and financial wreck
They have what they want … you’ve signed their paycheck

‘Tis only then their mission is through
And they cast you aside, like an old shoe.
You stand there wondering what you have done
What terrible thing has caused them to shun

The loving, supportive person you’ve been
But your words, your love, they’ll never get in
For the only person that you had loved so
Has thrown you away as soured bread dough

Left in the wake of what you thought bliss
Is the toxic taste of your bitterness
And if you don’t find the passage way through
Twill be bitterness that consumes you.
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 244
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Posted: 1/14/2007 3:18:09 PM
The Door in the Wall©

Oh, we want so to find us that friend
That certain someone on whom to append
Our broken faith and our abused trust
Which demonic others have ground into dust.

To rebuild our faith, (that’s if we can),
And regain a trust in our fellow man.
But deep inside it’s a fence we have made
To ward off the hurtful, cutting sharp blade

Of crushing of faith and betrayal of trust
For emotional protection that fence is a must.
Our fence screams out: “Go with caution, my dear”
So we proceed with experienced fear

Our trust, once broken, is hard to repair
For pain left behind is so hard to bear
Bricks in our fence, we’ve given names:
Liar; Cheater; and Player of Games

The learning for us, in each of those bricks
Are permanent brands our minds have affixed
As scars and wounds, some which still bleed
They’re our reminders to always take heed

And not repeat those things of our past
That caused the pain and allows it to last
But our need of faith, and desiring of trust
Still make our forward motions a must.

To our benefit at least now we know
What to accept, and what to lay low
Experience, tho’ painful, is there to recall
Behind our emotional defensive wall.

So, on we go, in search of that friend
Hoping for enough trust to transcend
Allowing construction of a door in our wall
And start the rebuilding of faith in us all.
Joined: 6/12/2005
Msg: 245
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Posted: 1/14/2007 5:10:41 PM
i am bereft
more than saddened
feeling wounded
in fact but this
isn't about me

i can only hope
she will return
when she sees fit
a part of me now
lost adrift
energy whirling
yes deeply
saddened indeed

ad i've passed on
my addy through
autumn, am both
sorry and grateful
having to ask her
to pass it on
worried we both
are regarding you
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 251
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Posted: 1/15/2007 9:06:06 AM
Living Uselessly©

Absorbed by souls is: What we transmit:
Our image physical, nice or unfit,
Or: Our innerselves as how we are seen
Collected by souls in a characters’ tureen

Impressions of we, are mulled ‘round, and then,
After analysis … are transmitted again
And in those reflections these others transmit
We find, in Life, just where we might fit.

We may see ourselves in radiant shades
And may expect rave accolades
But in these others honest critique
Our radiance may become meek

Among us there’s those who will try to deny
That such reflections just don’t apply
But those who court such arrogance
Retain mediocrity as their recompense

But those that will listen, and try to amend
Those constructive critiques will then ascend
To loftier places within their own souls
And inner peace and loftier goals

Answers? No one possesses them all
But we can’t disregard our critics’ call
For without change, then stagnant we’ll be
And through lack of growth live uselessly.
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Msg: 252
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Posted: 1/15/2007 1:55:55 PM
Who Is She?©

Her locomotion seemed to have no source
As I watched her glide her course
For she moved within liquidity
Quietly … gracefully.

I know not her face or name
But her image does there remain
Embedded within my memory
Often I’ve wondered who she be.
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Msg: 253
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Posted: 1/15/2007 2:28:24 PM
The Butterfly©

It was just a butterfly that flitted into view
And as quickly as it appeared, it bided me adieu
But the image of that butterfly lingers with me still
Of its’ gyrations and its’ travels of freewill

For I, not long ago had been that butterfly
Its’ movements and its’ travels my life did typify
And carefree flitting had been my chosen fate
Get to my next “flower” – I simply couldn’t wait

Like that butterfly I paid no heed unto the wind
To my next flower I went on undisciplined
There would always be the flowers … always be the time
Forward was my mission: Another stem to climb.

Now, so late, I see the sunsets’ nearly here
No more flowers to flit unto, and time will disappear
I have no regrets within me, nor does that butterfly
For we have both fulfilled our needs – that butterfly and I.
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 272
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Posted: 1/24/2007 9:32:40 PM
Won’t Die©

Wisps of memory stream by
Bringing joy-tears to fill my eye
______ That you and I shared
______ When once you cared
In times long ago that won’t die
Joined: 6/12/2005
Msg: 405
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Posted: 3/25/2007 6:05:07 PM
ah dear ad
for me april fools
is an everyday
of that it's as sure
as insurance

each day beholds
some sort of growth for me
something new
to learn
to see
to be

truth bared
work and play
gentle reminders
all in fair and equal amounts
blends itself into the best kind of
balancing of life's tightrope
as it sways

sorrows openly
scars shared
somehow seem
made better
as if halved
if or when
someone kindred
seems to really

and happiness too
shared seems wondrously
doubled tripled or infinite

tears are but fleeting bits
crystalline water
drips from our eyes
for somehow
expression of inside
outward transpires
both sad and joyous
but so much better
self understood
with a friend
close at hand

matters to me not
gender race nor creed
but what's inside a seed
(a nut, like me?) or
a hope clutched in a heart
all smile begin inside
from warmth of
even the smallest flame
a nudge is all the same
a friend is someone
we dare be ourselves
with without fear
for they've already
shown themselves
by daring to be real
enough to really
truly feel

far from perfect me
sometimes needs
to more clearly see
from a different angle
and best understands
those of their trusted
friends, considered
idols and angels

perhaps that's mine
biggest fault
loyalty to those
trusted implicitly
showing and daring themselves
to be kindred and kind
playful and sharing
whether it's my mind
or his or hers
a true friend
tells it as they see it
and shares it
as they feel it

but one of many qualities
that make you dear to me
is our ability
to ourselves just be
beautiful mon ami
always dreaming
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 445
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Posted: 5/30/2007 8:43:02 PM
Ah ... my life can now restart ... for you are back. But, alas, contacts from my country can only be made here ... but that is not a complaint, for any form of contact is a blessing.
Joined: 9/5/2006
Msg: 456
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Posted: 6/24/2007 10:38:26 AM
looks like you've been waking up
and finding dreams are real
came to poke my nose back in
and try to cop a feel...
just kidding

glad to see you happy girl, just coming to say hi.
Joined: 2/19/2006
Msg: 480
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Posted: 7/19/2007 8:18:10 AM
southern comfort

the lowcountry
of timeless swamp
liveoaks wear
their mossy shawls
the moon hangs low
in a southern sky
so long ago
I danced in your light
star dazzled eyes
on a magical night
buoyant warm water
bare skin
clothing flung
on the southern cross
but I was twenty something
by seduction's hunt
and swooning
in your humid

LS 7/12/07

Fingerpainting, Daily Poet

I apologize for taking so long to visit your thread......I'll try and see you more often.....I've been trying to address my net addiction lately, before my life goes by and I realize I lived half of mine in a chair....
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 487
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Posted: 7/24/2007 5:15:00 PM
The Down Under Purr

Her purr softer than the shadowed cloud
Conceals a message both strong and loud

And should you be one unaware
‘Tis that purr can catch you there

Then the claws, sheathed in fur
Can come darting forth, to belay that purr

And what you thought so genteel
May seal your fate with an ordeal

Of words selected carefully
To bring you to reality:

Tis’ not YOUR world on which she lives
And she cares not for your missives

You may observe, perhaps caress,
But it’s doubtful that you’ll possess

The Cat who purrs so skillfully,
But not JUST for you: She’s here for - - - WE.

Respect her words; respect her skill
Or your Life’s Journey may be all … uphill.
Joined: 2/11/2006
Msg: 490
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Posted: 7/30/2007 9:01:17 PM
powerful words my friend

yours and Alans...
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 494
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Posted: 8/2/2007 2:43:39 AM
Go On
We assess their actions
To see just where they fall
Then within Pain or Joy
We’ll record our scrawl

But the page, it has been written
And Time has moved along
Past misery or joys
We mustn’t dwell upon

For tomorrow brings the sunrise
And with it our new dawn
And as we look into it:
What will that day spawn?
Joined: 2/19/2006
Msg: 500
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Posted: 8/5/2007 5:57:36 PM
the hand that rocks the cradle

I loved you
from the cradle
oh yeah,
I was ambitious
on your behalf
my hyperactive mind
grandly spinning
your astonishing future
without, of course
consulting you
the blank canvas
of your ideal life
for an armchair
baby, please
forgive me
my parental hubris

LS 8/02/07

also posted in Daily Poet and Brizo's Poems
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 503
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Posted: 8/6/2007 9:46:27 PM
Memories now misty lavender
Diluted of purple hues
And they from black and blue-ness
Left from residue

Of when our hearts were walked on
And love was ground to dust
Leaving hard the scar tissue
And unwillingness to trust

But needs, deep and passionate
Have dimmed the purple hue
Soon even lavender
Will turn a brilliant blue

And Life will go on living
Good things will all accrue
And … then a True Love
Will be awaiting you.
Joined: 2/11/2006
Msg: 505
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Posted: 8/7/2007 3:17:32 AM
my home is in the heart
of friends who make thier
solace available to those
meek and lowly

my home is in the mind
of those seekers who make
willingness to accept truth
their purpose

my home is in the body of
those who come together
un-offended by the head
who rose again
Joined: 12/27/2006
Msg: 506
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Posted: 8/7/2007 9:29:44 AM

A caress, softer than cloud shadows
Is all we dare desire
For intimate involvement filled with
All of passions’ fire
Might sear away the feelings
We need to keep us sane
Or like a moth, be consumed
By the heat of passions’ flame.
The One we need is out there
But fearful are we still
To drop our guard, reveal ourselves
No, we can’t trust them … ‘til …
Our confidence of who we are
Our belief: The best will be
When we get past the Hurt
Inflicted recently
Only then, when scars are healed
When our self-confidence resumes
Can we enjoy again
All of Life’s perfumes
And to all who inflict our wounds
Now in healing states
Know that somewhere up ahead
A crushing fate awaits.

And …

Forgiveness is the perfume a flower leaves
On the shoe that crushed it.
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Msg: 508
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Posted: 8/9/2007 2:39:21 PM
Upon another continent a female there abides
A continent never seen or witness to my strides
And surely at my age (six score and six)
Never will that happen – terrible is my fix.

So on a higher plane, and beyond mere mortals’ touch
I reach to her – she to me – ‘tis then that we both clutch
To words we both have written, so indelibly
Words of understanding, of possibility

‘Tis through shared Life’s experiences the two of us connect
Knowing, instinctively, our lives do intersect
On planes of values - respect and high esteeming
I the Poster Child while she is Always Dreaming.
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Msg: 509
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Finding Answers
Posted: 8/9/2007 7:00:35 PM
Finding Answers ©

When someone says to you: “I have your answer, here”.
Run, don’t walk, away in total fear.

For no one has the answers, Life has few absolutes
‘Tis other alternatives the offer-er computes.

There are information avenues one may travel down
The view may prompt a smile or perhaps a worried frown

But when there are decisions you know that must be made
It’s only you, and you alone, decides how the game is played

Advice – it may be sought, and maybe gathered in
But in the end ‘tis you, who protects your only skin.

So, accept not, answers so freely given ‘way
Take your own better road, find answers andante.
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Msg: 510
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Affections' Equality
Posted: 8/9/2007 7:30:13 PM
Affections Equality©
I speak to her incessantly, but I never say a word
My affection conveyed through a humming bird
And through the gentle kiss of a butterfly
As her cheek it brushes while it flutters by
And in rain drops on her window pane
A message from my heart
Where thoughts of her still reign.

And all these things she knows
For she is well aware
That affection from those who love
Can be found most everywhere
And neither must acknowledge
These gifts affectionate
For sender and receiver are both
Equal in their debt.
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Posted: 8/11/2007 12:38:59 AM
The thread that binds the Mother
Forever to her child
Is the eternal sinew that
Always is beguiled.

And were that Mother, Freedom,
And the child named Liberty
Misery, death and hatred
Would be in absentee.
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Posted: 9/21/2007 5:05:56 AM
always such a blessing to read your lines sister
i only wanted to pop in and thank you
again and again and again
for you being you

you of valiant heart
and kindred ways
i could thank you
in so many ways
for your inspiration
always a warm beacon
for being a gleaming and brilliant light
in storms and fine weather

grateful am i
more than you know
for your kindness
your non judgement
your true heart and kind lines
for making me see and reflect
for accepting me as myself
and for you being always
your beautiful self too

i remain always
in gratitude
for the way you see truth
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