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A friend I shall remain
"Is it so wrong to speak your mind, to be honest in your thoughts and to be honest and kind"
"Accept me for who I am for I am true and open minded, I am tired of being misunderstood, you make me weep, you leave me blinded"
"Be proud you have a friend like me, who will listen, who does not judge and encourages you to be free..I offer you words of wisdom, experience, I do my best to fill your days with joy and glee"
"Direct your anger and frustration towards me, it's ok, for I know you don't really mean it....sometimes it is best to reach rock bottom, for only then can you see that you will rise again, and maybe higher than you ever expected"
"I'll never change, I like who I am, a strong but sensitive being, take it, for I am offering you my hand....I'll not walk ahead of you, neither will I walk behind you, but side by side we will stroll, together, adding humor and laughter..Tears..they will be few"
"So trudge along grudgingly my friend if that is what you wish, I'll not give up on you, I'll wait patiently, your deserved life I will unleash"
"Now you will reap lifes wonderful delights, the smell of nature, and the worlds most astounding sights...This is what you have been missing, the simplicity of it all, and should you ever trip and tumble, I'll always be there to catch your fall"
"Accept me for who I am for I am true and open minded, I am tired of being misunderstood, you make me weep, you leave me blinded"
"Be proud you have a friend like me, who will listen, who does not judge and encourages you to be free..I offer you words of wisdom, experience, I do my best to fill your days with joy and glee"
"Direct your anger and frustration towards me, it's ok, for I know you don't really mean it....sometimes it is best to reach rock bottom, for only then can you see that you will rise again, and maybe higher than you ever expected"
"I'll never change, I like who I am, a strong but sensitive being, take it, for I am offering you my hand....I'll not walk ahead of you, neither will I walk behind you, but side by side we will stroll, together, adding humor and laughter..Tears..they will be few"
"So trudge along grudgingly my friend if that is what you wish, I'll not give up on you, I'll wait patiently, your deserved life I will unleash"
"Now you will reap lifes wonderful delights, the smell of nature, and the worlds most astounding sights...This is what you have been missing, the simplicity of it all, and should you ever trip and tumble, I'll always be there to catch your fall"
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Posted: Jun 2010
Post CommentA Fly On The Wall
I wish I was a fly on the wall
Then I could hear what she was saying
To my good friend Saul
Does she even like me at all
I sure wish I was a fly on the wall
Everytime I hear the phone ring I hope its her call
I would know,if only I was a fly on the wall
Yes I wish I was a fly on the wall
Then I would know if she really liked me at all
My friend Saul said she really does like me
I would be able to see for myself
If only I was a fly on the wall
Then I could hear what she was saying
To my good friend Saul
Does she even like me at all
I sure wish I was a fly on the wall
Everytime I hear the phone ring I hope its her call
I would know,if only I was a fly on the wall
Yes I wish I was a fly on the wall
Then I would know if she really liked me at all
My friend Saul said she really does like me
I would be able to see for myself
If only I was a fly on the wall
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Posted: Jun 2010
Post Comment
online today!Single
We are sitting at the local cafe.
Drinking beer.
Talking life away.
Laughing at our little "in" jokes.
So different we are.
One likes to stay in.
One likes bars.
No rush to get home.
That's how it is when your all alone.
I am settled now playing my cards.
No rush to move on just enjoying the moment.
Life can be hard,
But it always seems to have these times.
I feel relief to know
even though
All my dreams were crushed.
There is a rainbow after the rain.
I made it thru.
Walked thru the dark.
Lived with the pain.
This might not be what I had in mind.
When I dreamed my life as a little girl.
But I know that I will be fine.
I can still have a good time.
In this life that is called mine.
Drinking beer.
Talking life away.
Laughing at our little "in" jokes.
So different we are.
One likes to stay in.
One likes bars.
No rush to get home.
That's how it is when your all alone.
I am settled now playing my cards.
No rush to move on just enjoying the moment.
Life can be hard,
But it always seems to have these times.
I feel relief to know
even though
All my dreams were crushed.
There is a rainbow after the rain.
I made it thru.
Walked thru the dark.
Lived with the pain.
This might not be what I had in mind.
When I dreamed my life as a little girl.
But I know that I will be fine.
I can still have a good time.
In this life that is called mine.
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Posted: Jun 2010
Post Comment
I was eating cornflakes for two days, "Sydney"
"Its been along time coming"
The march was a happening thing,
word got out
they walked, they rode, they drove
they just had to get there
such a long time ago
Got to speak out, one said,
if you dare to come
and they walked up country
unaware to the world
Changed the world, it did!
they gathered, they finally could unite
walls set in place, within an aching world of youth
they had to come down,
stripping that era of its comforting shell
Its been a long road
and what better way,
"Hang on a minute, I have my own opinion,I shall voice"
and they descended
Reflecting on the times
should thoughts be amended?
"Something is wrong"
So they marched
The music played
"for three days man"!
The world was in need of this happening
from the thought that was ignited
to challenging the anguish
to what carried forth from it
what was internally born
that it would indeed, in many ways, show the world
change
Without War
We as one can live with the present or change it
QUOTE
"And the kids were wonderful,
this thing was too big , too big for the world" Sydney
Sophia; born 1960-still learning
As much as we journey, we must "know" we are on a journey, it makes things much more clearer.
The march was a happening thing,
word got out
they walked, they rode, they drove
they just had to get there
such a long time ago
Got to speak out, one said,
if you dare to come
and they walked up country
unaware to the world
Changed the world, it did!
they gathered, they finally could unite
walls set in place, within an aching world of youth
they had to come down,
stripping that era of its comforting shell
Its been a long road
and what better way,
"Hang on a minute, I have my own opinion,I shall voice"
and they descended
Reflecting on the times
should thoughts be amended?
"Something is wrong"
So they marched
The music played
"for three days man"!
The world was in need of this happening
from the thought that was ignited
to challenging the anguish
to what carried forth from it
what was internally born
that it would indeed, in many ways, show the world
change
Without War
We as one can live with the present or change it
QUOTE
"And the kids were wonderful,
this thing was too big , too big for the world" Sydney
Sophia; born 1960-still learning
As much as we journey, we must "know" we are on a journey, it makes things much more clearer.
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
Sydney was the man that contracted his land out to the woodstock festival. Very cool for back then! (He took risks)There were so many people there he couldn't leave his land to go into town, so he lived on cornflakes for 2 days.
What better way, with all that background music.....
Hope
Hope
Did you know that you touched my heart while I was reaching for your hand?
As I was talking to you and not remembering the things we said I lost my defense.
Standing there with the foolish grin upon my face I had eyes for only you; was there anyone else?
The more I heard, the quieter the room seemed to get, or was that just my focus?
And every day as I get up in the morning I think of you as sit up and rub out the sand
As I work through the day, handle my job and each of the things I must do with finesse
Those around me see and notice, even if they have no idea what or why; and I contain my happy yells
And all this, these happy thoughts and times, me with my stupid grin, without you in my locus.
How to bring this to be a permanent condition, to bring you to this place of happiness you gave?
How can I find your point of joy and entice you to live the rest of your life with me?
I tremble some as I envision the future I see spreading before my wondering and so happy eyes.
How to share this dream with you and spark the desire I wonder, fear, and think I see buried within
I long to hold you in my embrace, to shelter you from all that stands against you; my life to save.
You evoke within me a tenderness I am bemused to say I have never felt, don’t you see?
Yet, I wonder, how can I gain your attention, to take your mind from all those other guys…
Unsure of each step I take, unfamiliar as each may seem, with you I long this journey to begin.
Did you know that you touched my heart while I was reaching for your hand?
As I was talking to you and not remembering the things we said I lost my defense.
Standing there with the foolish grin upon my face I had eyes for only you; was there anyone else?
The more I heard, the quieter the room seemed to get, or was that just my focus?
And every day as I get up in the morning I think of you as sit up and rub out the sand
As I work through the day, handle my job and each of the things I must do with finesse
Those around me see and notice, even if they have no idea what or why; and I contain my happy yells
And all this, these happy thoughts and times, me with my stupid grin, without you in my locus.
How to bring this to be a permanent condition, to bring you to this place of happiness you gave?
How can I find your point of joy and entice you to live the rest of your life with me?
I tremble some as I envision the future I see spreading before my wondering and so happy eyes.
How to share this dream with you and spark the desire I wonder, fear, and think I see buried within
I long to hold you in my embrace, to shelter you from all that stands against you; my life to save.
You evoke within me a tenderness I am bemused to say I have never felt, don’t you see?
Yet, I wonder, how can I gain your attention, to take your mind from all those other guys…
Unsure of each step I take, unfamiliar as each may seem, with you I long this journey to begin.
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Posted: Jun 2010
Post Commentbeautiful things are outside your door
he ran his hand across the ancient wood
closed his eyes and opened his mind and heart
"What lays within?" he thought
feelings of deep strength and beauty, kindness, surrounded his air
as he chiseled to create the precious first carved line
a new life of expression was born
"yes" he thought, "I shall create now, what is within"
feeling the gracefully carved lines, after every one is delicately carved
all with meaning, a thread of love,passion, happiness
"with passion and aroha I shall pour" he thought
when he finished his master piece of pure beauty
he smiled and tenderly sat back to admire
"oh yes! one can still love and express, when my love is so afar"
He thought
He closed his eyes
smiled
and
thought
"For you my beautiful friend"
closed his eyes and opened his mind and heart
"What lays within?" he thought
feelings of deep strength and beauty, kindness, surrounded his air
as he chiseled to create the precious first carved line
a new life of expression was born
"yes" he thought, "I shall create now, what is within"
feeling the gracefully carved lines, after every one is delicately carved
all with meaning, a thread of love,passion, happiness
"with passion and aroha I shall pour" he thought
when he finished his master piece of pure beauty
he smiled and tenderly sat back to admire
"oh yes! one can still love and express, when my love is so afar"
He thought
He closed his eyes
smiled
and
thought
"For you my beautiful friend"
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
My inspiration came from my uncle who is a beautiful carver in NZ.Seeing his carvings, I was inspired to write this poem for a friend, I have met from far away.
Off the cliff.
It's different.
I don't know what i feel.
Like a safety net in place.
So scared...
but he catches me.
He's watching me...
See's me,
like the one I lost.
I feel connected,
my hearts breaking.
I want so much.
Its different.
I don't know what i feel.
Like a safety net in place.
So scared...
but he catches me.
He's watching me...
See's me,
like the one I lost.
I feel connected,
my hearts breaking.
I want so much.
Its different.
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
well I'm obviously seriously unbalanced... ;)a friend
i will be there for you
through the laughterand the pain
i will be there for you
through the sunshine and the rain
i will be there for you
if you need me
thomas
through the laughterand the pain
i will be there for you
through the sunshine and the rain
i will be there for you
if you need me
thomas
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Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
for my love who needed to know i would be therefor her allways. collete
friendship&beond
a smile to you my friends a smile a look i am happy if you are happy we will find friendship is the holy grail of love and i do feel something for you my friends even if i know you not
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Posted: Jun 2010
Post CommentA ring is round.
A ring is round and has no end
And that’s how long I’ll be your friend.
After the grass is all gone,
Upon this earth we walk on.
After the seas have all run dry
And there are no more clouds left in the sky.
I’ll stand by you
Through and through.
Cause that’s the best thing
A friend can do.
And that’s how long I’ll be your friend.
After the grass is all gone,
Upon this earth we walk on.
After the seas have all run dry
And there are no more clouds left in the sky.
I’ll stand by you
Through and through.
Cause that’s the best thing
A friend can do.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2010
About this poem:
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