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Baby Muse


I see her on the sea shore sand
Playing near the surf
Her pail, her shovel
Her smile, her song
Is all she ever needs....
Curly locks of fire red
and freckles from her mother,
Pale blue eyes of azure tint
an angel like no other...

No sunshine,
Clouds of gray do lurk
The wind blows in swilrs and gusts
She only sees, her castle world
and all the things she trusts...
Oh Baby Muse, If I could be
just half as content as you
Oh Baby Muse, so much to see...
But later, it will be.

Seahorses and starfish dance
with sea shells for their crowns,
Baby Muse can make them speak
and they have their own world
A princess in her castle,
A queen amist the sea,
A valiant prince rides
a tall white horse
only she can see...

Oh Baby Muse, If I could be
Just half as content as you...
To only see what I want to see..
and make it play with me..

Forever on the seashore sand
I will see her there
Forever her song will inspire me
To live life without a care,
To have a place in my mind
that I do not have to borrow,
To have a dream, until I pass
and never know the sorrow....


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Molly Mae

Eyes as green as the briny sea,
Hair the color of fiery flames,
I love thee Molly, Molly Mae
Thought my words to you will never say...
I see you in my dreams so clear,
I hear your laughter, feel your tears
I whisper them when you are near...
I love you Molly Mae.

We dance in field of flax and grain,
You sing to me, my soul you tame
How odd in life, and all the same,
You don't even know my name.
Still I love you Molly Mae.

Forever shall my soul be true,
Forever will my heart love you
Though you never see me here.
Ever shall my soul be still
Ever shall my dreams be real,
Even when you are not near...
Forever 'til the day I die,
Forever 'til the oceans dry
Forever 'til the angel cry...
I will love you Molly Mae.
I will Love you Molly Mae.



I am a butterfly
(this was my cancer poem, kinda sad)

I will be a butterfly,
For now, I am a caterpillar with a plan...
Or perhaps a dream.
Spinning my cocoon, for my metamorphous
I am changing,
Not just inside,
But all around me.
This life is not killing me.
I am changing to greet it.
To spread my wings.. and fly.

I am becoming a new creature,
One that cannot live like this anymore.
It hurts more than I can say..
Part from leaving all I have known,
Part from denying I need the change,
Still part from the longing to have it over.

Then the realization...

I am a bug,
That longs to fly in the sky.
I will change,
From the multi-legged land creature,
To the floating angel like butterfly..
I will change...
I will not let this old live kill me.
The process is slow
And I am afraid
I just must remember,
I am not the first..
Nor will I be the last...
I will be the butterfly soon.
Soon it will all be behind me..
The pain,
The memory,
The tears for all that I have been through,
and all I will lose..
And I will flutter every day.
I will soar with the beauty of the breeze.
I will live... something new to me.

I recently wrote a blog to a guy who was complaining that the women on this list did not write him back. I methodically explained to him (or anyone that would listen) that just because this is a singles connection does not mean anyone is obligated in anyway to be attracted to you nor should they be expected to write you back simply because you think they are cute. I still stick by that school of thought.. however.
I am finding it a bit hard to believe this is a singles list. I have written literlly dozens of introduction letters, more than 97% of my "non-hustling, friendly, how are you" introduction letters go completely unanswered. I realize that women are busy, and I also do not expect to get a long letter or a hardy welcome, however it would not hurt a person who on a singles list and claims to be looking, to at least take the time to participate. You could at the very least say, I have found someone, I am busy, or thanks but no thanks.
If you do not have the time to be on a list, nor do you wish to participate, it would be considerate to at least write a "form letter" and let that fact be known, you ae on "hold" of some sorts. Otherwise, it leads those of us that are actively trying to say hello to believe you are just on the list because you have a big ego and want to see how many men you can get to respond to your profile.
Legally and morally a person has no obligation whatsoever to write anyone at all. I also understand that not all the inquiries you get are flattering or deserve a honest reply, Still the nice guys who are sincere and looking deserve to at least know your statis and/or intentions. If you have not pulled your profile, it would be at least considerate of you to at least take the time to write a note if nothing else to say, you are not interested, or are not looking at this time. I would almost prefer a "piss off" to no response at all. Silence says way to much sometimes.
To the women out there that do respond. Thank you, you are angels. To the women that get hundreds of men hitting on you and giving you every line in the book trying to get into you t-backs, I have the greatest amount of empathy. It is a shame you have to kiss so many frogs to find your handsome prince. Hey at least you are getting mail.
Yet, speaking of behalf of the men that would do anything to get some mail, even if it is not a invitation, or would love to be a handsome prince, so much so they would join a singles list, and still do not get enough responses to even get a little self esteem going... thanks for nothing.
Guys, maybe we are wasting our time. We could hang out at the mall, or go to singles bars, or the beach if we wanted to get ignored. I really do think we may be wasting your time on a singles list, if all you are doing is trying to reach out and still not getting even a cheerful hello, how are you? Maybe we are just better off sticking to football, sports, and drinking beer with our buddies, and leave all the romance stuff to the women who claim to be so lonely and looking for a nice guy. Then they get a chance to talk to one, and they do not have a thing to say. Is that not just the pinacle of irony?

That deadly thief comes when least expecting
the forces of God amount their defense
to fight that which takes life decreasing
The battle can be long, as it is defiant

Age adds little help of wisdom waning
and the physician alone is aging also
in natures course of ever renewing
the body of past days so and so

Each that once worked together conspire
now to each their own way of life
Greed is a disease too when desired
by the thief who needs the knife.

The thief desires life to please
but its life has its own disease

A collections of unique and original poems by agman.

greetings from malta

I am Sandra looking to make friends over here

ONLY AFTER THE LAST TREE HAS BEEN CUT DOWN,
ONLY AFTER THE LAST RIVER HAS BEEN POISONED,
ONLY AFTER THE LAST FISH HAS BEEN CAUGHT,
ONLY THEN WILL YOU FIND
THAT MONEY CANNOT BE EATEN.

( cree indian prophecy )


I wanted to share these wise words with you , you can take them or leave them.

Today my livein girlfreind that i live with told me she wanted to see other guys.

I guess it jst wasnot ment to be, because she is a paggan and i am a jenovas witness. and she has a kid and wants to move to Irean

Now, Im go try to meet a new girl to for me to deserve.

my freinds were right and they said that my girlfreind wasnot gon last for the rest of my life until i die.

i now have to find a new home to live in instead of with her, or my mom.

I am sad and piss!

I guess I'm dump... I don't even care if I'm dump!
JB

hello...how about bon-jovi fans ??? ineed a lol? email me anyone.

need mature guy to talk to and hang out with?

Why did Yankee Doodle name the feather in his hat,Macaroni?