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Swift the tide and violent seas, beastly
in their crush. sails and mast come down and crash, as the waves
come up. port and stern no longer turn, bows about to break. lost
at sea and helplessly, could this be their fait. one last hope the
sailors know, to call upon the winch. creator of the storm… Read More »- Let’s talk: Comment (0) | Blog
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lifted in flight gently swirreling,
twirreling and dancing on air. droplets of beauty drifting unto me,
rainbows aglow everywhere. angelic harps playing with heart,
visions of angels surround. with a magical touch the skies open up,
and love in their midst is found. crystal the stairway that comes… Read More »
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every wish is starlight sent, snowflakes
drift them north. in santa's dreams he captures them, and day
light goes to work. he checks his list for naughty, and underlines
the nice. no mistakes are ever made, for he checks it twice. he
always does the children first, paying close attention. of… Read More »
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what ever happened to the music, and the instruments that started it all. what ever happened to the tenor and bass, replaced by the screaming and squall. what happened to the arts that we knew, the actors on actual stage. what ever happened to actual passion, replaced for the money… Read More »
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nothing seemed to matter much, the world was just plain sad. ambition gone each day so long, sleep became a fad. eating just a have to think, not something to enjoy. and the music too I listen to, just became a noise. friends would all come drop in, asking what was wrong. I would lie and say I'm… Read More »
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she wanted a doll but most of all, she
wanted a sister to play with. out of all of the things that santa
could bring, it was on top of her list. she prayed and prayed in
pink pj's, and snuck downstairs to see. but still no sister to
hug and kiss her, so she went back upstairs to dream. still… Read More »
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they had the house the cars the kids, and all their bills were paid. they had good jobs and presents bought, and tree to decorate. their life was blessed with all the best, yet still they cried inside. for all of those without warm coats, hungry and living outside. thanksgiving day they sat and… Read More »
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With the holidays fast aproaching I have decided to post some thought provoking poetry. I'd like to dedicate these poems to, the teenager who tells their parents you just dont understand, to the drunk driver who thinks they'll never get caught. to the kid in the back seat just going along…
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so incredibly rare this love that we share, yet unfair in so many ways I live here and she lives there but one thing will never change. faithfully love meant to be, together in our hearts. forever to cherish our love that wont perish, till i hold her in my arms. she waits for me and i… Read More »
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