If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead

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Monday, February 4, 2008

Would You?

Would You? If I tremble and my hands shake when you touch me, would you tell me “I need you, too”? If I hold back and doubt what I am feeling, would you tell me “I want you, too”? If I don’t speak but hold you tight, would you tell me “I love you, too”? Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Give Me Time

Give Me Time Please allow me the time to grasp what is going on in my life. I honestly don’t know if I will ever completely get over this, and right now, I feel like I have been changed forever; I am struggling every day to understand who I am now, and how this will redefine me. I am afraid, unsure... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

The Quilt

The Quilt Patches of childhood garments connected, and memories recollected. Grandmother stitches away quite affected by the past she’s resurrected. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Your friendship is one that time has tried and storms have tested, distance has challenged and age has tackled. Yet we have carried on, defying time and distance, weathering the storms together and overlooking each others changing face. Your friendship is one that I have come to count on, to believe... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Mother passes

This is an update for those of you who have been keeping up with the tragedy in my community. The woman, mother, teacher and friend who was shot by her husband passed away this morning. Thanks for your continued prayer for the couple's son. He is going to need it. flappergirl Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Here's one for the divorced parents . . .

Burning Bridges I know there will always be a “you and me.” I could walk out now, but never really leave, and those hands of time I dare not turn, no, I could never truly erase you, you’re a bridge I can never burn. I could sign my name to that little paper; I could tell you to leave and never... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 21, 2008

The Path Home

My heart is breaking over recent events in our community. T his weekend I had to tell my son the hard truth about his teacher getting shot. I feel for the innocent young man who must face burying his father and probably his mother. I hurt for our young preacher who is faced with delivering God's... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

The Photo Album

The Photo Album The package came one day in the mail and i t sat on the table for a day or so until she found the courage to open it. But at last, one day, she finally did. It was prepared with precision and care and told her a story about his life. Each page captured his history, a past in which... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Prayer Request Update

The mother is in critical condition with three gunshot wounds: one to the leg, one to the head and one to the neck. There is still a bullet in the head with bone fragments on the right side of her brain. They cannot do surgery at this point. It doesn not look promising. So I again ask for your... Sign in to see full entry.

PRAYER REQUEST!

I live in small community... you know the one, where everyone knows everyone. This morning a couple in our community who are going through a bad divorce where fighting in their driveway. Their 16 year old son and his friend who spent the night went out to break it up. The dad shot the mom in the... Sign in to see full entry.

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