You - you - you or You
you -
you -
you -
You - me is not important
it is you -
You...that counts
not me
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Just a poem :) Why I wrote it, just because it was in my mind How I felt at the time and for who? ; It is hidden in the poem
Every one can have an own impression about this poem. I think hundreds of interpretations only one is the right one for you to find out
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We sat side by side on the river bank so long ago, staring down as it flowed
Cement beneath our palms, wooden boards above our heads
a simple life then, no worries in our heads
Skippin school to have a few, bigger burger without a clue
Few trips round lil lake George mutchin on burgers n fries,
Window on that ole mustang rolled down lynard skynnard poundin loud
One Saturday night after a few we gathered round that cabin true
The deer peered at us all glassy eyed, wild kids blazin a country mile wide
Climbing thru the windows to have a peek, tore those ole jeans by the creek
The campfire got real blazin as you disappeared for the amazin
And a few trips round lil lake George mutchin on burgers n fries,
Window on that ole mustang rolled down lynard skynnard poundin loud
I held your hand when you told your folks, tho we left out the tokes
It was all in fun we thought till one of us ended up with something that just cant be bought
The country roads we found home brought us back to the one alone
I held your hand as you boarded that plane, off to a life with a different kind of fame
And a few trips round lil lake George mutchin on burgers n fries,
Window on that ole mustang rolled down lynard skynnard poundin loud
And a few trips round lil lake George, just two young girls fallin in love with llfe
Mutchin on burgers n fries, not ready to become a wife
Windows on that ole mustang rolled down, two babes to be found
Lynard skynnard poundin loud, lynard skkynnard poundin loud
And a few trips round lil lake George mutchin on burgers n fries,
Window on that ole mustang rolled down lynard skynnard poundin loud
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Posted: Sep 2011
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Strong as a willow tree, our friendship bending over time strong and sure
Gently caresses the tears away
Sunshine filters thru the branches above reminding us of the day
Lighting the way,
Oh my soul you soothed
Lifting it with the power of your belief
Stings of betrayal with talons felt
Forces beyond control
The wind lifted higher baring my soul
Oh how I miss the protective cover
The season tore us apart you traveled away for a time
Oh how I missed your presence
The laughter you brought to the day
But with such simple words forgiveness and love were shown
Tis true courage does come thru in those tiny steps redemption was made
There are some things that are stronger
Stronger than the world winds that blow
The strength of the willow bends with time and fluttered back our friendship
With each new wind that blew it became stronger testing the time
I welcome it so as it is
Tighter than blood we became, 2 souls we share
Time marches on but we stand firm, each taking our turn under the willow
Opening the light from the darkest despair
Holding the hand as the branches whip about
Raising the chin to the light, gently but firmly see it is there
Protecting us it has from cruel forces that blew
Rebuking us with gentle stings but always true
Shelter from the scorching heat of the world
Oh dear friend what would I have done had you not taken strong hold of my hand
Pulling me into the protection of the willow we shared
Thank you dear friend for always being there, for listening to my tears of sorrow, my tears of joy
Thank you dear friend for sharing the willow with me for being my friend in times of need,
We shared so much and there is so much yet to share, I miss you with all my heart until we are near.
Uplifting each other to the best that we can, listening and sharing without pains of judgment, no truer friend can be.
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Posted: Sep 2011
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ONLY ONE
Three ladies I admire the most,
For whom I would like to host
A party for the women three
To get acquainted, you see.
Three acres is all we need,
Airfare included for all three.
Into the night we shall speak
As aquaintance we will seek.
Morning light doth come too soon,
As light fades from the moon.
Breakfast smells soon awake,
As we discover what's at stake.
Homeward bound we soon go,
With thoughts aplenty not for show.
Lots to think about, one to choose
Only one will suit the muse.
Alphabetically, start names of three.
C and J and L makes just three.
Anyone would be just fine,
One of these to wine and dine.
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
The blog asked who we admire the most, so I wrote this poem in code to show who I like on CS. I really like these three women, and this poem expresses the desire to get acquainted.
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He called me up and I thought should I just
let it ring or should I pick it up as if I
really do care that he is calling me on the
other phone....
I told him the other night it was just fine
if he wanted to call me again. I would really
be there to answer my phone call if he wanted
to even call me....
Thinking real hard if I should answer the phone
and after the third ring or so I did answer the
call and when I did for a minute or two it was
nothing but much silence...
Then the tone went dead on the phone and I thought
that was ackward a bit should I ring back or not.
Sat there for a minute no call back so I dial the
number to get a recording....
That said to me why are you calling this number? It
has been disconnected and no new number is listed
for the call you are trying to make so look up the
right number and try your call again....
Well was it you I was trying to call?
Was it the other guy across America I was trying to call?
Was it the man in the other city?
Could it of been your father?
Maybe it was your brother?
Well as confused as you are to who I was
trying to call no wonder why the call did
not go through....
If I could only figure out if there was another
party on the call that was comming into me in the
first place then we could talk my friend, I "SEE"
it was You my friend ~~~~~~~
Thanks for calling....
©breathless22
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Posted: Sep 2011
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Just when the phone rings and you forget who is calling you? Ever have this kind of moment...
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Author: Unknown
I have no idea why
All I do is cry
You told me you liked me
But I was blind and couldn’t see
The real you was hidden
So well I saw the mask
You thought I was a toy
And you were like a little boy
I am a human being
Not a little plastic motor bike toy
I saw the truth but stayed
My friends were right about you
I was stupid not to believe them
Once you took the mask off….
I had nothing to say
My life was a mess
I liked you too but in your eyes
I was your stupid little toy
You were so immature for your age
I honestly thought you were the one
But yet again I was wrong
It has been so long since
I saw you but honestly
I have no interest in you
So now I have moved on
And I’m happy without you.
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Posted: Sep 2011
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This is about me.
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god of the letter box,
god of the gate,
god of the path,
god of the garden,
god of the barking dog..
always kind and modest,
enduring coldness and heat,
you,outside world's deities,
knowing the secret of seasons,
you,joyfully welcoming
the well disposed visitor..
be praised for protecting my home.
god of the bell,
god of the open door,
god of the closed door,
god of the little waiting,
god of the invitation to enter..
intermediary deities,
masters of the in out instant,
be praised for protecting my home..
god of the corridor,
god of the furnitures,
god of the rooms,
god of the cat behind the curtains,
happy inner deities of the family,
and celebrations..
be praised for protecting my home..
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Posted: Sep 2011
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my gentle community home of l'arche nova-scotia..
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Author: Unknown
His name is Adrian. A thoughtful young lad.
His name is Adrian. A boy who was never sad.
His voice so sweet, one of a kind.
His nature so humble, forever in my mind
He was smaller than me.
So naturally I thought him a baby.
Just a 13 year old boy, by God, he was taken away.
He made new people smile, each and every day.
He was the perfect child, in every single way.
Even whilst he was sick, he made it seem okay.
“God picks the best ones”, words that are so true.
So maybe that’s why, baby cousin, God has chosen you.
A tribute to the lovely boy whose star once brightly shone.
The memory of Adrian Supershad will forever and always live on.....
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Posted: Sep 2011
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Guess
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Author: Unknown
All I ever wanted was to
Be part of your heart
And for us to be together
And never apart
No one else in the world
Can ever compare
You are perfect
And so is the love we share
We have so much more
Than I ever thought we would
I love you more than I ever thought I could
I promise to give you all I have to give
I’ll do anything for you as long as I live
In your eyes I see our present, our future and past
By the way you look at me now, I know we will last
I hope that one day you will come to realize,
How perfect you are when looking through my eyes
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Posted: Sep 2011
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In the country lives a Lady
Heart of gold has she
Likes to live life so simple
Surrounded by friends and family
Doesn't like life of drama
Believes in honest, open, direct
Even though heart of tomboy
Can dress and act like a Lady
Loves the outdoor, sports and reading
Flowers, walks and motorcycles
Go for car rides to nowhere
Only thing her heart is missing
Man to share the love she has
God has promised her a partner
Time will come with patient wait
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Posted: Sep 2011
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