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Joined: 11/4/2005
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My beautiful mother passed away from terminal melanoma cancer on June 2, 2005. I wrote this in memory of her.


I loved you yesterday, tomorrow and every day.
I miss you more than words can ever say.

With your special love, you showed me the way.
To take on the challenges of life day by day.

You taught me to believe in myself and the decisions I make.
Even if it caused my fragile heart to ache.

I thank you for faithfully standing by my side.
Through dreams, laughter and all the tears I cried.

Mom is a word that means the world to me.
Forever in my heart you will always be.
Joined: 10/20/2005
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Posted: 11/10/2005 10:26:35 AM
Your poem is beautiful and I'm so sorry about your mother. I actually lost mine on June 4 1996-on my sisters birthday! With time, things will get better for you, I know. God Bless You---Tony
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Posted: 11/10/2005 10:33:35 AM
Thanks for your kind words and advice cameo80. I agree with you completely. Music can soothe a soul.
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Posted: 11/10/2005 10:36:19 AM
Sorry for your loss, too, Tony. Time has helped. I am thankful that she no longer suffers. This was just my first attempt at putting my poetry out there. I thought it was appropriate to post hers first. I plan on posting more of them soon. God Bless.
Joined: 10/20/2005
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Posted: 11/10/2005 2:43:46 PM
I'm new at this too, would you take a look at mine? "MY Ideal Woman"
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/14/2005 7:17:47 AM
Here's one that I wrote immediately after my very first tandem skydive. This was a very difficult poem to write because words just do not give skydiving justice. It is, by far, the most amazing thing that I have ever done. I have 35 jumps on the books!

True Beauty

Right after takeoff,
in a tiny, compact plane,
The sky seemed to unfold,
true beauty that cannot be explained.

Unconciously, I held my breath,
my cheeks began to blush,
The dream of my lifetime was coming true,
my heart fluttered with anticipation of the rush.

The time had come and the door was opened,
we moved up and prepared to leap,
An artist collage of the world below,
almost made me weep.

Three words were shouted in my ear,
Ready! Set! Go!
Exhilaration of nothing but air,
the pictures revealed my glow.

Falling so fast through the heavens,
I was finally flying and free,
The feelings that I experienced,
were far beyond what I expected them to be.

As the painted picture of Earth moved closer,
our parachute was deployed,
It seemed this part was a different story,
but one that I thoroughly enjoyed.

We seemed to be suspended in time,
the peacefulness enveloped my soul,
At that very moment, I realized
that I felt completely whole.

As the ground rushed closer to us,
we prepared to land,
Our descent was slowed,
my feet touched so gently that I managed to stand.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/15/2005 4:45:00 AM
I once lived in a completely different world and, as always, writing was my therapy!


What did I do to deserve any of this?
Why do people enjoy ripping my hearts into bits?
When will things change and become something new?
Who cares that I'm sad and feeling blue?
Where can I run to when I feel so bad?
What was I thinking by leaving the life that I had?
Why do I attract the ones who are mean?
When will I manage to get away from this scene?
Who wants their turn to hit me and call me a name?
Where are you when it's your turn for fame?
What are you waiting for?
Why wait? Come on! Are you ready for more?
When are you going to get this over with?
Who cares that I have feelings? Isn't that a myth?
Where are you going? Are you finished now?
What?? I can't believe it! How?
Why stop now? Haven't you just begun?
When will you realize that you are never done?
Who are you to just walk away?
Where are you going on this very fine day?
What will I do now that I am all alone?
Why do you care that my heart is now stone?
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Posted: 11/16/2005 5:45:00 AM

An intense yearning scorching my hollow,
A fiery craving deep within my soul.
Through needs, wants, and desires I wallow,
Desperately hanging on to control.

Struggling to damper the heat and the flames,
Bloody battle of fantasy versus reality.
But, why deny raw emotion or play silly games,
Or my pulsing heart its vitality?

No dousing the beauty that sears within me,
To do so would be short of murder and a morbid waste.
The flame will continue to flicker for only one to see,
The wonders of love to be fully embraced.
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Posted: 11/17/2005 6:02:40 AM

There comes a day in all of our lives
when we reach a stumbling point.
But, remember, with that also arrives,
a fresh and brand new start.

No matter how hard we try not to,
we all make mistakes.
This provides us a different path to pursue,
Together we will explore it.

Tomorrow is yet another day,
I am blessed to share with you.
Hand in hand, we will find our way,
to the beauty of our future.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/18/2005 6:01:38 AM

Your gorgeous and radiant smile,
makes my heart skip a beat.
My skin tingles and flushes with a glow,
my cheeks on fire with burning heat.

Just one wink from your beautiful eyes,
sends shivers down my spine.
My legs start to quiver, it's hard to breathe,
and yet, I feel so devine.

When you touch or speak to me,
it's always gentle, warm and kind.
You will forever be my angel,
in my heart and in my mind.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/23/2005 5:49:22 AM

Silence can sometimes be golden
But it can also break a heart.
Words spoken can keep you together
Or tear you further apart.

Tears can sometimes be shed for joy
But they can also run with sadness.
Anger can sometimes come from fear
Or maybe some form of madness.

Emotions can sometimes be ironic
But they can also have a connection.
Believing can sometimes keep you going
Or steer you in the right direction.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 9:06:50 AM

I am only a human being.
I have made many mistakes.
I am only a mother.
I have a heart that aches.

I wish I could turn back time.
I know that I cannot.
I wish I could have it all again.
I know that I have missed a lot.

I feel like screaming, crying, dying.
I shall struggle within.
I feel like laughing, crying, smiling.
I shall beat this and win.

I won't give into failure.
I will keep up the fight.
I won't give in to darkness.
I will make this alright.

I must continue down this road.
I can keep my chin up high.
I must bear this burden.
I can remember how to fly.

I see that I can do this.
I want it more than anything.
I see my distant future.
I want it to be my everything.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 9:14:10 AM
I posted this one under the poem thread - Child Abuse - but I thought it also belongs here.

God Bless anyone who has had to suffer through any kind of child abuse. I have not been through it but my best friend did and I was inspired to write this for her.

All Alone

As her parents slept peacefully in the other room,
she felt the power of sickening doom.

The blackness seeped into her every pore,
to pretend she was sleeping was more than a chore.

This evil presence was a family friend,
trusted and loved til the very end.

It wasn't real, it was only a dream,
the ugliest of nightmares that end with a scream.

The demon drained her of happiness and joy,
never to trust easily again, any other boy.

No one to turn to, family or foe,
no one believed her so very long ago.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 11/30/2005 11:22:45 AM
Crystal Kingdom

I stand in awe and gaze in wonder,
As feathery ice crystals float all around me.
A new kingdom is formed before my eyes,
Magnificence and splendor is what I see.

No two snowflakes are exactly alike,
Each one is unique and special, like you and I.
Nothing could be more fragile and precious,
Looking to the heavens, I let out a sigh.

It is time to leave my mark in this glorious world,
I lay down in the freezing and fluffy cotton.
My arms and legs splay up and down,
A memory never to be forgotten.
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Posted: 12/5/2005 9:22:05 AM
Sorry for your loss Butterfly. I'm glad that my poetry touched you! God Bless.
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Posted: 12/5/2005 9:23:57 AM
Sorry for your loss, too, Elly Elf. Do you post your poetry? I'd love to read some. I will continue to post more of mine. Feel free to drop in anytime. God Bless.
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Posted: 12/5/2005 9:31:06 AM
This one could have simply been titled "Depression"!


Life passes us by
With a blink of an eye.
Should I go left or right
By day or night.
Maybe I should just stay here
And try not to shed a tear.
Sometimes I feel so lost
I wonder what that will cost.
Pay for this and pay for that
They make me pay tit for tat.
I am overwhelmed right now and
There is no solid land.
Memories come in a flow
Flashing with a glow.
Make them go away
Forever and a day.
Always swinging up and down
High and low and all around.
If only I could feel the same
I would pay the price for fame.
An even steady keel
This would make me feel so real.
No more happy, sad, happy, sad
I just want the chance to be glad.
There is a way to find bliss
And I will keep trying to accomplish this.
When my life is stable
I know I will be able.
To fix what I have done
And then we will all be one.
Joined: 11/4/2005
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Posted: 12/14/2005 11:22:32 AM
Very beautiful EllyElf. Thanks for sharing! I used to feel like you because I do not normally post my poems either. But, after reading many posts in here that really touched me in one way or another, I thought I'd post a few. Please feel free to drop in anytime!

Help Me

My soul is aching for something that I cannot find.
I have searched in the darkest and coldest places.
All these thoughts toss and tumble in my mind.
Visions of roses, butterflies and distorted faces.

The pain that I feel burns deep down into my core.
Sometimes it seems that I cannot find solid ground.
What happened to reality that I so much adore?
I'm sitting here thinking that the answers will never be found.

There is a feeling that gnaws on my brittle bones.
It resides it seems forever and a day.
Ignoring it will just bring emanating moans.
Nothing I do seems good enough nor anything I say.

Craziness and stupidity are not the same things.
I plead guilty to both.
Lonely and regret are glued to my wings.
God Please Help Me has become my oath.

For someone who can be so hard headed and tough.
I can never seem to keep my head above the waters.
Life has been so cruel and rough.
God Please Help Me, My Son and My Daughters.
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Posted: 12/28/2005 6:45:32 AM
My Daughters

They have the most beautiful smiles
That brighten up my days.
They have stolen my heart
And kept it warm in many ways.

They are my precious daughters
Blessed with sweetness from above.
May they fill your life with laughter
And share with you their love.
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Posted: 12/28/2005 6:47:28 AM
So Far Away

To my daughters whom I love so dear,
I wish your hearts were not far but very near.

I love you both with all my heart,
Please know in spirit we are never apart.

I'll be here for you until my last days end,
A mother's love is eternal then.
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Posted: 12/29/2005 11:37:15 AM
Eternal Peace

Stolen time
One last rhyme
Buried in a grave.

Memories lost
Beneath the frost
Buried in a grave.

Yearning desire
Stuck in a mire
Buried in a grave.

Closeness in heart
But torn apart
Buried in a grave.

Moments gone
Frozen dawn
Buried in a grave.

Chances taken
Sadly forsaken
Buried in a grave.

Live today
I hear her say
Buried in a grave.

Do your best
For you will rest
Buried in a grave.
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Posted: 12/30/2005 9:59:10 AM

Temporarily out of commission,
Duly noted for lack of ambition.

Curl up on the couch in fetal position,
Avoiding the world in this condition.

Book and blanket have become tradition,
Only inviting soothing submission.

Wholly immersed with intriguing edition,
Accepting the change of sweet transition.
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Posted: 1/3/2006 7:45:01 AM

If I look really hard and try to contemplate
What is my life and what does it rate?
I am so sick and tired of the meanness and arguing
It's really pathetic, one minute laughing and the next crying.
I'm feeling claustrophobic in these four bare walls of mine
Writing these words as I walk a fine line.
Is it me or my karma or maybe my soul
Everyone I seem to meet has a heart of coal.
They all make me feel so hopeless and low
Stomped, spit on and beaten as only I know.
Sticks and stones...but words will never hurt me
If that saying was true then why am I lonely?
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Posted: 1/5/2006 8:30:18 AM
My Son

Right from your childhood days,
You brought me happiness in many ways.

You've always been my pride and joy,
And forever will remain my little boy.

I dream of holding you tight in my arms,
Your eyes are sparkling and full of charm.

I miss you and love you, son, more than you know,
My love for you continues to grow and grow.

When you feel that no one is thinking of you,
Just know that I am, this is so true.
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Posted: 1/5/2006 10:19:24 AM
I Found You

I have been searching all over the place for you.
You were in front of me for a very long time.
It seems funny now that I never knew.

I almost gave in to these feelings I had.
That you really didn't exist.
It's ironic because the funny was once sad.

This connection we share is beyond belief.
No one will ever quite comprehend it.
I can now let out a sigh of relief.

I don't have to pretend to be something I'm not.
You love me for everything that I am.
I have found peace in a place that was once a barren plot.

You are my angel, my sister and my best friend.
I thank you for all that you are.
I will be there always, if you need me, until the very end.
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