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

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Friday, January 4, 2008

When Love Leaves

We wonder what it ever really was that once made us feel as if we were untouchable irresistible overwhelmed. We think we were crazy to have ever believed that its saving grace would protect us from the raging rush of time and convenience. We begin to understand that it was really only our youth that... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Dying

slowly to the things I said I never would... Conformity Compliance Confinement. I feel my breath stripped from me with each new morn and my heart clenched of rhythm in my sleep. Suffocating bit by bit, in raspy gasps, I grasp no longer for life; but still do not die in a prison where “death do us... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Here

Here in this place all quiet and still I find myself and write at will no guilt to haunt me for the kids have been fed, and I’ve given myself completely, to the man who sleeps in my bed. So with all the demands of my world... hushed, I slip quietly out of the bedroom, to come to this place where... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

I'll let somebody else love you now, since I don't seem to know how, can't keep up with your ideals of how we should still feel after 15 years together I didn't think I would ever let you go but now I know it is time to stop the lyin' our love is dead and the anger's ringin' in my head hope you too... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Born Broken

These games I’m a playin are a weighin on my mind don’t know if I’ll ever find enough time to reconcile these questions of mine. Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

I’ve Been Promised the Moon

But it never came, I’ve been swept off my feet, only to fall on my face. I’ve been pledged undying love and left with tears on my face. So don’t promise me the moon, I like it where it is. Say all the right things, but my feet will remain grounded. Pledge not your everlasting love, I’ve not the... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

I Never Did

I saw you once in a crowded room where we couldn’t say the things we wanted to, so you asked me about my life, my kids my job. You did not ask me, though, about my dreams and if they ever came true, and I dared not ask it of you. But if you would have asked me about the song I promised to write, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 9, 2007

The Believer

When they told me something was wrong with my baby, I sat there stunned, unable to cry. I prayed, “Dear God, no. I beg of you, don’t take this girl from me.” When they told me she wouldn’t live, I shut them out, unable to think. I prayed, “God, I’m begging you, give her strength, let her live.” When... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Leaving You

Over there I see my freedom and I watch it as I would a caged animal. Our eyes lock and it questions me, "Will you ever do it?" I walk away, knowing, that I will not. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

I Wouldn’t Have Thought it Possible (to my son)

If someone would have told me about you and how much love I could feel for you I could have never imagined it. If someone would have told me what it would be like when you took your first step, and that I could experience delight and fear all at the same time -- so much so that it would take my... Sign in to see full entry.

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