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Out reading this morning, thought I'd stop in for coffee!!! Keep up the good work you guys, Awesome writes!!!!
Posted: 9/13/2005 8:59:50 AM
I'm never leaving, LOL
Posted: 9/22/2005 12:52:01 PM
|The Awakening Person|
The Lord is happy is today,
Do you wish to know why?
I can sense your willingness to know,
Let me tell you about the awakening person.
She is lost and she does not know where to go,
The has Lord called upon her many times,
But she still does not hear Him.
For she is in her closed world,
It is a world where she is alone,
No one can hear her cries,
No one can hear her concerns,
No one can hear her fears,
For she is truly departed from us,
The Angels of Heaven sad,
For one of Lord's children is lost.
Do you have children?
Have you ever lost your child?
Has your child ever been lost?
Have you ever heard your child cry because they were lost?
This is how Heaven feels when one of us is lost.
She wishes to be found,
But no one wishes to find her,
As time goes on, the more lost she is,
No one wishes to acknowledge that she is lost,
No one wishes to acknowledge that she is hurting,
No one wishes to acknowledge that she is begging for help,
We all see it as her problem, she is lost and let her find the way.
Is that what we have become?
Truly, we let this stranger,
The stranger, our own human sister whom we have not met yet,
We leave her to the wolves called reality,
We leave her to suffer alone,
She will not live long,
For the world she once knew is abandoning her,
All she can ask is why? Why do they leave me?
Do they not see my cries? My tears?
Do they see me?
She wishes to end this life she calls a tragedy,
Everyone in Heaven is sad,
Everyone in Hell is preparing for her arrival.
She is desperate, she seeks to be found,
She seeks salvation, she knows drugs will not fix her tragedy,
She remembers the loving words spoken to her as a babe,
God is always with you,
Simply call His name when you need Him most.
Have you ever called upon Him when you needed Him most?
Have you ever called upon Him when you are at your last string of hope?
Have you ever called upon Him when you had no one to turn to?
Have you ever called upon Him when everyone has abandoned you?
Tears trickle down her face,
She dares not call upon Him,
For she is ashamed,
All she knows is that love and caring that Lord giveth,
She does not wish to receive, for she has fallen,
She has turned away from the path set before her from the beginning of time.
As any child would do when they are taught to talk to the Lord,
She clasps her hands together, and she kneels,
She talks to the Lord in prayer,
She feels finally at peace,
Her mind is clear now,
She sees the path where she left off,
A new breath of life has been given to her,
The road back to her path is long,
But it does not matter to her,
For she knows, she is not alone anymore,
Heaven is rejoicing,
. . .For a lost child has called home. . .
Posted: 9/26/2005 1:42:29 PM
In the midst of the night she walks,
Her eyes captivate anyone who looks into them,
They will hypnotize you, they will embrace,
It is only After Dark.
Her kiss will cause mountains to fall,
She goes by many names,
When you are with her,
She has you by her spell,
In the dawn when you wake,
She will be gone,
Only to return amidst the nights twilight.
All fear her love,
All fear her embrace, no one can escape,
Her love is drug, all who have had it, remember it,
The light from her eyes are of those of the stars,
They shine brightly, they are mesmerizing,
Her kiss is that of a rose without thorns,
She is a grown addiction that no one can deny,
She the light on the dark side of any man.
She is passionate with every embrace,
She the desire that all men seek,
She can bring even the strongest of men to their knees,
As the sun shines, she can not be seen,
As the stars begin their nightly light,
She appears, her day has begun anew.
. . .Her name is After Dark. . .
Posted: 9/26/2005 2:48:51 PM
|Thank you all for your comments, as always they are appreciated. As to the comments by Desire, he's entitled to his opinion, whether I like them or not; however, whether I listen to his opinion is another matter but he's entitled to them.|
No reason to lose sleep over his comments/opinion. But again, many thanks for your comments, good or bad, they are appreciated.
Posted: 9/27/2005 7:43:42 PM
Girl, get that thing up and running soon!!! We all miss your writes, and who's in charge of the snack table while your gone???? Let em know your low on Twinkies!!!! LOL
Hope your back soon!!!
Posted: 11/4/2005 7:34:10 AM
|Welcome back girl!!!!! I'm on that cheesecake, LOL|
Posted: 11/24/2005 9:46:55 PM
|Hi Cats, loved that last write!!!!!!!! |
And um yeah, I'm staying till tha cheese cakes are gone!!! LOL
Posted: 3/9/2006 5:35:40 PM
|So the Cat is back to stay now|
It’s about time
We missed your writes
And the way they chime
Welcome back girl
Hope your back for good
Now things are getting back
To the way it should…..
Posted: 3/12/2006 8:59:21 PM
Hollaaaaaaa!!!! It is definitely good to have ya back! Thank you for your email!!!!
Definitely great to see the whole pack here!
The American Gentleman
Posted: 3/14/2006 2:50:18 PM
|You are wonderful and you were missed|
It should be the rest of us whom are pyssed
You are in our hearts to stay
If the puter goes down, hit an internet cafe
Posted: 3/16/2006 7:38:11 AM
|Hi Miss Kat,|
Here's a little something to cheer ya up!!
A woman walking slowly on snow covered grass,
From the Heavens the land is being blanketed with snow,
All is calm, all is peaceful, all is serene.
This tall woman with deep brown hair and eyes,
Her beauty and long white dress, they make her whole,
Who is this woman? Why is she here?
Slowly she comes to a standstill,
She tilts her head slightly to the Heavens,
Her eyes close with a gentle light smile.
As the snow slowly falls upon her you can see she is at peace,
Slowly she lifts her hands to her shoulders,
And like a small child she spins ever so slowly.
The gentle smile and her slow twirl makes one wonder,
What is she doing? Why is she doing this?
And suddenly I realize now what she is doing.
She has escaped this reality we call life,
She has escaped this moment we call now,
She has escaped to another plane of existance.
She is content where she is at,
From afar it is as though she is dances with the snow and wind,
Oh how I wish I was there with her to escape now and life.
I must know how to leave, I need to go now,
Life and now pain me greatly, I need to go now,
This reality and moment, I know now, I do not belong.
And as this woman in white is finishing her reality,
She re-enters our plane of existance called now and life,
And I ask her as though like a desperate child for his present:
Please take me to that place; where this reality has no meaning,
Please take me to that place; where here and now are only concepts of words
Please take me to that place where a moment is an eternity.
With that, this lady in white with deep brown eyes,
She smiled like a mother looking at her child,
She tells me, I will show you more than just leaving here and now!
With that she lifts my arms to my shoulders as though making a cross sign,
She tells me to breath gently and to close my eyes slowly,
To feel the breeze and slowly dance with the wind,
As I am doing this, a small smile enters my face,
I can feel it now, peace, serenity and calm,
I am no longer here, I have left reality.
Posted: 3/16/2006 7:49:18 AM
Like my sister Michelle would say, girl friend, just holla when ya need a write and I'll holla back!!
The American Gentleman
Posted: 4/20/2006 9:46:19 PM
|Do not fall in love with me friend,|
You will not like what you see,
You will not like what you hear,
You will not like what you will feel.
From the time our eyes met,
To when the sun shined over us,
Until we did our first kiss,
All you will see hardships and heartaches.
All you find with me is pain and suffering,
Are you ready to handle my load and well as yours?
Does knowing that I am in pain comfort you?
Does knowing my pain give you a sense of purpose?
Do not fall in love with me my friend,
The sun has set on my heart and darkness reins,
Do not fall in love with me my friend,
What you seek here, you shall not find. . .
For although you I can not lend my heart to you,
No matter how many times I tell you, do not fall in love with me
This present reality I must now face,
You are the one, I fell in love with.
Posted: 4/26/2006 5:56:26 AM
|Words Not Told|
His soft spoken voice comforts me,
His kind touch renews me,
His presence is Heaven sent.
I love him, that is what matters,
I long for him to be mine,
Both our souls all but intertwine.
There is only one thing,
He does not know me,
But I know him.
The Angel of Death came for him today,
My heart is broken, my heart does not know what to say
Why does love have to hurt so much?
My wish was to love him,
My crime, I never spoke,
My punishment, to never know. . .
Posted: 5/2/2006 11:21:14 PM
Good to hear from you! I hope all is going well for you.
Hope you get inspired soon so we can see what you've written!
Posted: 5/13/2006 9:35:56 PM
|I DO REMEMBER WONDER MOMENT,|
APPEARED YOU IN FRONT OF ME,
YOU WERE SIMPLY GLIMPSE OF VISION
AS PERFECT AS CAN WOMAN BE.
THROUGH SADNESS, DESPERATE AND LOUD
THROUGH WORRIES, MESSY LIFE, UNREST,
I HEARD YOUR VOICE I DREAMED ABOUT
AND PUT MY MEMORY AT TEST.
AS YEARS PASSED, THE PASSION EASE
IN DISSIPATION OF MY DREAMS
AND I FORGOT YOUR VOICE SO LOVELY,
YOUR IMAGE BLURRIED AS IT SEEMS.
IN DUNGEON, GLOOMY ISOLATION,
THE TIME WAS SERVED, I WAS ALONE,
WITHOUT DEITY, INSPIRATION,
WHAT'S LIFE? DRYED TEARS AND "LYBOV?"
BUT SOUL KNOWS IT'S INPIRATION
AND YOU CAME BACK AGAIN FOR ME,
AS GLIMPSE OF VISION, MY FRUSTRATION,
AS PERFECT AS CAN WOMAN BE.
MY HEART IS POUNDING, ELATION
AROSED ANEW, AND FEELINGS "VNOV"
ARE READY, DREAMS AND INSPIRATION,
AND LIFE AND TEARS AND "LYBOV!"
Posted: 5/13/2006 10:10:08 PM
I am alone, my mind baldly
is trying loneless escape
I am alone as in the ocean
protruding land, which is a cape.
I am alone, and salty water
roll over beaches, bare land.
Not ever even single boater
will ever land on bare sand.
it's been a while as shipwrecking
left me to straggile for my life
I used to have my own decking
and lovely woman was my wife.
I am alone and storm has gone
I build my castles on the sand
and I don't see a single person
who will on cape for me to land.
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