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What do I want in a woman What do I want in a woman; I want a partner, an equal What do I want in a woman; the one who sees into my very soul, the child within, the tenderness, and passion, the creativity and care that makes me want to
An Alchemical perspective on inner evolution...
Life is born amongst us here, unceasing and always relevant... we see it with every breath...the crest of the Sunflower so bright, the unstable footing of the newly born fawn, the erratic patterns of the Dragonfly. Ah yes! Even death is but a m
i feel you have to experience both sides of any process to really be able to appreciate..........life
a great man .......
I didn't understand when Princess Diana's life was cut short...but I've learnt a lot since then...I guess this is why instead of feeling hurt from the passing of another beautiful soul or souls...now I celebrat the blessing they came to earth for. RIP to both... I just penned this now...sorry no time to edit or rearrange my thoughts as I need to head out now..
I see both of of these gentlemen in my son's life...their stars will shine forever in my heart...
Religious poem written to God Himself.
I was at work and it seems that no matter what I do my efforts were never appreciated. I have learnt from a long time ago not to let this get to me and so I had to vent by writing this poem.
I had been asking God for an Ezekiel experience but I realized that for this to happen I had to be more and more like Him each day. At the workplace its not easy when you have a controlling supervisor who believes that she causes the sun to rise and set and that what she does is perfect. I have to seek God each day for strength patience and love to deal with her. This is just one of my many poems. I have written a lot and I write books too although they are not published as yet.
Thank you for this special day, my family and my friends. Peace on earth, good will to all- May freedom never end. I'm thankful for each second, I am here to live and love; and humbled by the grandeur of the love of God above.
Once upon a time there was a girl name Me, She had none a Friend and one less an Enemy, She grew up in a place called Nowhere, Where inspiration was not Anywhere, She had a Family that did Nothing, That She wish would do Something. Every-nig
Can't help but just at awe with the beauty of nature. Thanks Wayne for this inspiring challenge.
Written: 10th July 2013 The moral to this poem is man's stupidity could inevitably lead to disaster if they misuse their powers of the atom, these molecules though very small could blossom into a flower of evil, capable of destroying mankind and every living thing on our wonderful planet Earth.
Having sat in the darkest of places on a bar stool with a drink in my hand Drink up and have another and and life outside will be grand The pain you cannot run away from the drink only eases it away You will have to face up to your demons or youll
Move against the current of the flow. Press forward, even if your movement is slow. Soon enough their resistance will melt like snow. Because your strength will grow. Rise from the bottomless low. Be the light that always glow. Take their every
Early morn creativity. Written 11-25-13 555am.enjoy
In a time of feeling hopeless I realized I was stronger than I thought, and needed a reminder.
Good morning all...
Into the mirror peek Its me starring back laugh or frown Its just me stirrin back
After the death of a friend who was also a song writer and singer, this set of lyrics popped into my head, along with a tune, while I was thinking of my departed friend "Mr. James". I felt like he was singing it to me.
(40 word challenge)
how a disabled boy asks his father if the kids in the park would let him play.......at his father's request this is what happened........a chance to win by the fielding side.......but sacrificed to watch joyous pride...........the child passed away the next winter.........i often wonder about the future of this world and am constantly reminded that is in good hands ........
If you were to ask me, who are you? Where are you from? What do you do? Have you seen the same things I see? When you dream, what do you see? Can you imagine the things I do? Are you like me? Or am I like YOU?
In summer I saw it flying in the sky, jovial enough in vain vaunt. Inquired about its pride, I was answered: I AM PROUD OF MY FRIENDS. The sun gave it the light creating a chance to mix with friends like the wind that assisted it to reach
Written for my Scandic friend across the water. half last year finnished today!
Partial lyrics from a time ago
been drawing roses for a few days,the mind is a funny thing,almost like you keep expecting to smell them from the picture.
Seen there everywhere the existence of a pendulum; in shop, in temple, in church, in school, in bus and with care it is kept. But like a mad in the asylum it is kept in a clock. To search out its existence inside a cage like clock it m
Batten down the hatches Mister Christian....thar's a storm approachin'......lol.....Andrew......xxx Da' Means father...
A Tallyman was someone that would loan people money for a high rate of interest, especially those who are less well off. Life is the journey hey! Andrew...xxx
Autumn...
lost in space ...he he
Life never stays the same from moment to moment...
Aging seems to be the only available way to live a long life. Daniel Francois Esprit Auber Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've got to start young. Fred Astaire To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, chee
Weathering through the storm the heart turns cold they smile any way but they lost there soul it's written in there eye destined to tell there lies untold as this world unfolds the fabric of life is pulled over there eyes as they try to wash away t
" And so I tell you keep on asking and you will receive what you ask for, keep on seeking and you find, keep on knocking and the door will be opened to you." Luke- 11:9 For my God...
A puppy rambles there on the road , aloof and alone; separated from its kinds, which it had a few days back. A few days back it was in its mother's womb. The warmth in the lap of its mother and the milk from her breast -- all were the
Let it out without a shout. Answer no questions what it’s about. One day it will disappear. Release that grip on your fear. Say “goodbye my dear” And just walk away from here. Even if you shed a tear and never cease to care. Strip your soul of
The bond between you and me, our friendship, is not based on the ways of the world. I believe in you; do believe in me. That's the only way to make us faithful to each other; to stand by each other at the time of need. The false bo
Miles and miles lie ahead being even and odd at places, having rise and fall on its ways in the horizon the path mixes. Unknown, sill unknown it is; the path is still undiscovered. it attracts me to be discovered and I am a mad on this roa
"Dreams of the junk collector" is a sequel to "The junk collector`s bedtime story." It describes in more detail about a favorite American pastime.During the heavy rains of 2011,the areas surrounding Chicago experienced severe flooded streets and basements.The next day,people were throwing stuff out and transformed the town where I live into a picker`s paradise.That was in July,during my vacation! When I returned to work,my colleagues asked me where I went on vacation. I replied with "Nowhere,really." All I had to do was just drive around town and fill up the van with whatever good stuff I could find.I could not fill it up fast enough. Now,that`s my idea of a good time!
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