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Joined: 8/24/2009
Msg: 67
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myselfPage 7 of 8    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Well I'm just - ; just a little bit overwhelmed .. That OK I've been watching the Jerry Lewis telethon for that MDA and well you being that " just different" I'm sure you know I am all ready emotional. I'm pretty new here to this site. And it's also the first place I actually feel like officially joining / up- grading as it's called. I am a craftsmen in carpentry and I used to be a traveling carpenter for years. In your poem or your country roads using my terminology you you got it right on the nail head ! Now just wanted to say keeping up just being different I think it's more like just realization... I bid for you to have peace and tranquility I am sure that my lord will grant it for you and URS; enjoy hope to read another one someday soon..

Sincerely: Abraham J.S.
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 71
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/22/2009 10:33:12 PM
Miss you my friend! Hope your Holidays are sweet and bright! xo :)

black and white pictures
lace of a goddess
thrown across
the floor
Within the dark
resides , no more
futuristic , panoramic
destined to
but not to be
what was
once , but
will none
see ; again!
god Bless
Amen! xo
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 73
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 3/15/2010 1:54:19 PM

Listen to the wind
Let it bring you home again
If yur thirsty, drink
If your soul needs an answer, seek!
We spent so long not listening...
Our hearts are hungry and starving!
That ole wind keeps on callin...
When all that we seek is a way to be!
Open your heart , let it set you free.
It is time to dream , we can finally hear!
Now we can listen and it all becomes clear
Just listen my friend, our time is near!

God bless yu J.D. my friend~ and little guy too! xo jules :) good to see yu here~!

Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 80
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 4/23/2010 10:11:14 AM
Beautiful poem friend! Reminds me of my grannies and my Mas house down South ! Beautiful memories :) I hope life is treating you kind J.D. many hugs to you and little guy! :) xo jules
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 128
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 8/3/2010 1:48:18 PM
hugs J.D. I find your words somewhat strange but I do understand my friend!

How so we wish to change our lives
Descend into another realm of life
Yet when it is allover and we find
another place , another time
Still your memories and places call
Avoidance of these places crawl
like sheeting , pounding waves of rain
A Storm that calls us home ...again!
Desire is something of the heart,
yet we must remember where we started
Those that made us who we are.
The heart of them , still shine afar!
Up in the graceful darkend nite
the Sky that gives us sweet sunlight!
With every morning when we wake
Praise God for them for heavens sake!
And if you ever think it was for not
Remember everything you've got!

xo my friend, my wish for you! :)
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 143
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 3/15/2011 1:32:23 PM
So Proud of you J.D. xo hugs :) jules
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 150
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/8/2011 4:47:25 PM
"Just a Ramble"

This semester has been extremely difficult
Sociology is rather complicated and has been really time consuming and difficult
But I have really liked learning so much about how people's environment influences their lives
I wish that everyone would take Sociology
American History is another subject I truly enjoyed and wish that all Americans would take to get a real idea about history
It's quite a different experience that what is taught in public schools
The last class I took was Music Appreciation
It was truly interesting
Oddly, though, they all interconnected in certain ways
We have a little over a week left and I have two essays to write and three tests to take And then finally finished for the semester
I've finally, after fighting the whole semester, have a moment to relax for a second
Five more classes after this semester is over and I'll be finished
Of course, I have to brag on my son
He won the Terrific Kid of the Month Award for the month of November
Three straight years that he has won the award
So yah!! I'm proud of the little fellow, as always
Also, he's made the Honor Roll every semester this year
He is such a remarkable young man
And will be ten his birth day
And almost exactly five feet tall
WOW!!! It's hard to believe he is growing so quickly
But still I'm the luckiest and proudest man to ever have been born having him as my son He is adorably cute ... and the center of attention around the apartments
All the girls want to play with him and get jealous when he plays with someone else
He had rather play with the dudes
But, in a few years
I can't help but smile when I think of him
He's my son; my heart; my pride; and my joy
He's my redemption for all the hurt and pain endured throughout life

These roads have taken me a long way in life
From the grandson of sharecroppers
To almost a college graduate
All those days of hard work on their farm
Taught me a lesson that I learned later on in life
And today, I work just as hard in my classes
As I did in the tobacco fields
Me and my boy stopped by there the other day
Exactly what day I don't know
I've kinda lost touch with time in a way
Just been so busy, I usually don't know what day it is without thinking
And sometimes the month, if it has just changed
I'm usually good for the year though
At least, most of the time
When you are mentally and emotionally fatigued
It can be kinda foggy
But we stopped by their
And took some pictures on my digital camera
I kinda smiled as I thought about that
My granny and pa didn't have many modern luxuries
An outhouse for the bathroom
Well, now that I think about it
My mom and dad's house didn't originally have indoor plumbing
My dad worked hard and put a lot in that their house
His alzheimers is getting worse, it seems
I kinda hope that he will be aware of it when I walk across the stage getting my diploma
When I finish up
I will get to wear the Fraternity robe and cap when I cross the stage
I hope that he will remember me and somehow know
That a lot of me walking across that stage will be because of him
And I hope that he will kn0w how much I love him
And that he is still my hero
And always will be
But, as I looked across the fields that I spent so much time
And envisioned a child and young man
Working the same as an adult
I see my dad working those fields
I see me working in those same fields
And when I look upon those rows
Deep within my heart and mind
And see images of the future
I hope that my son never works those
Cold, hard, unwelcoming rows
I hope that perhaps he will see how hard I am working
And listen to me as I say to him how important an education is
And that I want him to have a career and not a job
Maybe it is working
For when I had a teacher-parent conference this year
His teacher told me that he comes in class almost everyday
And brags about all the good grades that I am getting
The truth is that I am tired
I am drained and almost mentally dead
But the truth is that I will continue fighting hard
Because I love that boy of mine
And want him to now better things than have I
Hopefully, I will be starting a forwarding trend of college graduates
And successful careers
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 151
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/14/2011 3:10:09 AM
Yeah, perhaps I should be studying for these final exams
Or finishing up on the two essays that are due tomorrow
Maybe I should wake up my son and listen to him complain about going to school
And tell him that regardless of any excuse he comes up with that he's still going
He kinda gets mad at me and I can't help but laugh
His innocence of the world is so refreshing at times
One day I hope he will appreciate having a dad that cares
And will see how important an education will be for his future
There are many things that I should be doing
I've been thirsty for an hour now
But I've been missing her for too, too long
Right now, I just want to miss her and feel the pain from that within
Close my eyes for a couple of minutes and relive her essence
And feel her love within my heart
Yeah, I do know that she really does love me
And I hope that she knows that I love her the same
One day, dear woman
One day
I hope that you know that I wish things were different than they are now
Because, sweetheart, you are the one thing I need to make my life complete
And this world is a cold place without your love felt daily in my life
As you have no idea just how much I would love to just talk to you
Right now, at this exact moment
But dear woman, know I miss you so very much
And baby, baby, know I love you with all of my heart regardless of how things may seem
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 152
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/21/2011 8:07:16 AM
As I looked upon the screen to view my grades
Now that the semester is through
I find that somewhere in my exhaustion
My thoughts they are of you
In a way I looked with pride
As I saw all A's once more
God knows how hard I worked
For success to procure
But I think of you Pa
Recalling your large, large hands
How hard you worked everyday
And you being an honest man
I imagine what your life was like
As the hard way was all you knew
I recall your determination and strength
And your stubbornness all the way through
Strong-willed bred into your heart
Right burned into your soul
Never trying to advantage another
As your actions spoke of a heart that's whole
I make a promise to you my Pa
I will work as hard like you the same
And I will do the best that I can do
And have no reason to lay blame
Five classes left to graduate college
As you attended school for three years
I shall weather this path with conviction and strength
And stare down all the fears
And I shall remember a life simple but hard
Acres of gardens and fruit trees in the front yard
And the sound of us grandchildren playing on Sundays
In my thoughts and heart it isn't too far
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 153
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/27/2011 3:54:26 PM
The sun doesn't dare intrude here
The place within the soul haunted by the memories
The horrid stories of days gone by
When life existed as enemy and foe
The magnified echoing of a lonely life
Filled with isolation and pain
And there is no where to run
When there is no where to run
As all that is constant is the fear and hurt
And all there is to depend on is you
A tainted, tortured soul only knowing the years past
As hope does not exist when nothing ever changes
And nothing ever changes when a person is held prisoner
By locks in which no key exists
All that resides in the cone of silence
Is the heartbeat of a lonely child
Waiting and wanting to hear a loving word
From a parent interested in only his or her self
The silence brings tears that shall never be seen
But shall always distort the path and choices that one faces
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 154
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 2/4/2012 4:28:48 PM
I listen to their "hardships" as they feel sorry for themselves
Yeah, it's kinda hard to feel bad for someone that is so clueless
You can tell that have lived such a difficult, hard life
As their bellies protrude from fat over the tops of their pants
They carry their laptops as they talk on their cellphone
Walking to their newer model cars in the parking lot
Yeah, life is difficult when you have two tests on Monday
While in many counties parents watch their babies die
While there are government storage buildings full of food
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 155
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 2/12/2012 4:10:37 AM
My son turned ten a few days ago
The world didn't stop and celebrate his birth
The sun didn't shine any brighter
It didn't make the evening news
But the love of a father for his son grew
And a father's pride beams through his eyes and words
I just hope that one day he will know
That he was placed on this Earth to do something special
As I know without doubt in my heart and my soul
That his birth was the only reason that I was born
And in a cosmic sort of way
I hope these words find him some day
And he truly knows that he has been loved since before he was born
And he will be loved forever
You are a remarkable young man, my son
And a prouder dad who loves his son more than I
Has never been and will never be born
Always, you are in my thoughts
Filling me with motivation to do the right things
And making me want to live forever
So I can bask in the joy of being your dad
Joined: 6/27/2009
Msg: 156
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 2/12/2012 4:07:32 PM
i hope he reads this someday...when he is grown..very nice
Joined: 2/18/2011
Msg: 157
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Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 4/25/2012 1:12:34 AM
did you write this !! excellent !! sounds like some politicians i know!!!
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 158
Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 4/30/2012 5:54:24 PM
wanted555 ... It was eye guy that wrote the thunder road poem.

hummingbird ... I've been so extremely, incredible busy this semester in college that I haven't had time to do anything but basically study ... and take about four tests a week. Two biology classes, two biology labs, and a PE class has kept me so swamped ... and exhausted. About a week after I posted that poem, my son found on my other computer a poem that I had written for him and had saved in my documents. He read it and asked if I wrote that poem for him and I said yes. He asked if that was the way I felt about him and I said yes. He just beamed and smiled and said, "I love you dad."

I've learned so much of myself
As the semesters and years roll by
I only have two more classes to go after this semester
I have grown up so much

Is it the lessons that I learned
The truth about life can be cruel and unkind
A person can feel overwhelmed when seeing the corruption of the world
And kinda helpless in a way when it takes many that are unwilling the change the things that be

I've learned that those with power don't give it up freely
And that is not much equality in this world
Justice depends on how much money you have
And your intelligence and knowledge doesn't matter so much

It largely depends on who you know
And where you went to school
Still there is enlightenment every once in a while
When you meet someone that isn't so naive as to believe everything that they are told

The truth is scarey ... much scarier then when you live in a world of illusions
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 159
Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 5/9/2012 8:05:43 AM
I suppose that I don't speak much of these
These difficult days where it hurts to be alive
When the innate sadness of times gone by
Fills a portion of the heart and soul
I don't wish for death at all
Just for days like this to be few and far apart
Because the isolation and loneliness
Cuts deep on these days
And the blood wants to spill
In the form of a teardrop
That rests within my eye
Trying to decide whether to make a journey down my face
Friendship seems non-existent as the wounds from long ago take center stage
And all of the lies and broken promises listened to along the way
And the dreams that have died upon the way
No, I shall not show a tear though this hurt inside nears unbearable
And in a way I wish I could go to someplace far away that I dreamed about as a child
When I lay upon the bed feeling like a child unwanted
Even the courage to admit the truth brings no solace
The truth is that life is hard sometimes
And some days all that we have to hope and believe in
Is that tomorrow will be a better day
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 160
Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 5/15/2012 5:29:30 AM

I was once misguided myself
But, now, as I listen to the ignorance of blindness
I realize the arrogance behind the sentiment
I am no different than others
As I thought myself more refined
Only to realize that I am more fallible than previously believed
I guess a lesson learned eventually in life
Is the same in which we all are born
We are all human and imperfect
I am no different than you nor you than me in one aspect
We all are judges and make judgments
Of people, objects, and selves
To think otherwise is to be condescending
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 161
Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 5/17/2012 5:47:10 AM

I have no idea what made me choose to look closer
Perhaps there seems something familiar about her that I have seen before
Maybe during a different lifetime
It could have been her smile or beauty
Regardless of what it is I wanted to know more
Joined: 12/5/2011
Msg: 162
Thunder road and a full tank of moonshine........Hope they don't catch me
Posted: 5/19/2012 4:52:36 PM
Backdrops of brown mixed with sparkling light
Your eyes are diamonds glowing in the darkest of night
And I feel the excitement when our pupils meet
As the flames I feel inside is bringing such passionate heat

The need for your kiss is burning my lips
And my fingers ache to hold you on your hips
And press you into my body so tight
And to crash and burn all throughout the night

My passion burns so deep as I painfully yearn
Wanting to make your body quiver, shake, and intensely burn
As I want to melt with you the whole night through
And share a flame with you that you never knew

My hands wish to touch you and to tease
Tell me where to touch you as I want to please
Your fantasy is safe just tell me your dreams
Call my name ecstatically through soft pitched screams

Hours in passion shall pass seeming a minute
My lust for you yearns as my dream you're in it
There's only one word I need to hear and it isn't a rhyme
Just tell me yes, baby, now is the time
Joined: 4/24/2013
Msg: 163
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 4/30/2013 4:20:58 PM
As time passes those moments in memory will always be there
looking back at times we wish could still be
can be heartbreaking when you just think
of how it used to be
flashback images of those smiling faces
now some fleeting with lost traces
you sitting wishing and crying,
why can't you just be how you were back then?
how did you end up going that way?
Why can't you see it's still not too late?
Pondering without asking why..
just a deep thought until tears subside..
wishing that person could just be back like before
while questioning if it was ourself that turned them to that door
feeling guilt for something not entirely to blame
just a sadness that consumes when comparing now to then
but the bright side...
they're still there
as they are now
and today, thats just how it is
enjoy the moments you still have with them
and do your best to lend the hand
and brighten their day, if you can
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 164
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Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 5/5/2013 9:05:17 PM
love is such a waste of time
everytime it blew up in my face
eat and pray
what else is there

need to make myself happy
all by myself
people disappoint me
men and women
Joined: 7/1/2013
Msg: 165
Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 7/12/2013 7:40:48 PM
Though it's not always all bad
least with a light drink to the brink in a good time had
in spirits
a decent release when amongst cues
with good background blues and dines
Lot's of choice, have absinth mixed mocha, feeling fine
with your ego to yourself, respect for the lady
roll the dice, riverside walk, skyline watch when feeling lazy
if ever feeling over powered by the big corps,
don't worry, remember the power is to the people and in your hands
The option always open to shop local and at road side veggie stands
and after working at maximum-mart just to get by
for years just to feed the lil' guy
you may start your own venture
what it is you like and wish to do
Enjoying your work like a pass-time satisfied
with your little bit
of in-corporativeness
a cooperation between your dream and lively-hood
because you could and can
and will, driven through with a business plan
localizing economy in commune to prosperity and thereof the light
you shed by example spreads like home made American Pie
and while you pray for your savior of deliverance
ponder those returning soldiers with leaky eye lids
remembering those who stood by their side
embracing their return fostered for their time
as you, one person of the people
small with your strength of staying small
with respect ever present to foremost needs
and appreciation of your queen
because not everyone is so lucky
to have what you still do
Joined: 8/4/2015
Msg: 166
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Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 12/19/2015 7:19:13 PM
this is nice.

I, too, am a rock collector. ;)
Joined: 3/8/2007
Msg: 167
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Country roads and a full tank of gas..... finding myself
Posted: 3/14/2017 9:16:44 AM
I love this poem
I could feel every word.
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