Maria's Poems: Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win,

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win,

by fearing to attempt -- Shakespeare I STAND ALONE BLADES OF GRASS CARESS MY FEET I STAND ALONE AND ADMIT DEFEAT I SURRENDER TO ONENESS WHOLE AND COMPLETE GIVEN TO NATURE MY BEING TO NURTURE PEACE SWELLS WITHIN POURING WITHOUT MY WORLD SATED I HAVE NO DOUBT INTERNAL WAR RAGING FOR SO LONG IS OVER... Sign in to see full entry.

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This is where I will be writing and posting my poetry - a lot of which was written between the years of 17 - 19 (I am now 50!!) I have only just found the urge to do something with these poems and have started adding slowly to my collection - I hope you like them (I'm still feeling my way here)

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