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Monday, May 25, 2009

Who should live and who should die on Memorial Day?

Who should die and who should live? I think a lot about our men arguing over who should die and who should live, I think about how they worry about the sky dropping fire and brimstone on them and all they love... Who should die and who should live? I think a lot about our men arguing over who should... Sign in to see full entry.

The Winds of Our Grief

There are many definitions of sadness. It can cripple us if we don't turn it into creative expession. I try to keep it simple before my own tears drown me. The Winds of Our Grief Blow us into a world of fog No ceiling, no doors, no windows Looking around we see failure we see loss we see dead ends... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

When alone...

In the number ONE, we find despair, frustration and loss of hope... When alone we seem more willing to accept the negative than the positive, We worry about our future and suffer disillusionment of our past We scoff at the idea that we can elect happiness, in fact, we may be the only living creature... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Check my new book out "Sculpting the Heart" at www.sculptingtheheart.com!

A year a'head, a flower unblown, a book unread: It is a shame when any book lies unread and lonely. Mine is full of my heartfelt poetry, photos of original art work and prose straight from my heart. Come visit me at www.sculptingtheheart.com. A Tree with fruit unharvested: A Path untrod: A House... Sign in to see full entry.

Blossoms praying while they fall...

Blossoms praying while they fall... there's nothing as sweet as falling for a little girl in her gardenous world, she loves the sight of us sprawling all over the lawn, pink, white and yellow, some of us pierced through the heart by a stem so green, and eventually set free by the wind, to take the... Sign in to see full entry.

There Was an Old Mn of Dunoon... There was an old man of Dunoon Who always ate soup with a fork, For he said; "As I eat Neither fish, fowl, nor flesh, I should otherwise finish too quick." I love this. Isn't it cool? Anonymous Epitaph on Newton, Alexander Pope (1688-1744) Nature and Nature's laws... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Saint Raphael

Saint Raphael comes to us to heal what is Not right with his wisdom and grace It can happen in the twinkling of an eye, he is my muse and I am his, Saint Raphael gets his power from the sun, And he stokes our passions with delight, Burning the midnight oils for us, with a voracity of unparalleled... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, April 24, 2009

We're just not whole without the gifts of God...

Each a Part of All...There's a part o' the sun in an apple... There's part o' the moon in a rose; there's a part o' the flaming Pleiades In every leaf that grows. Out of the vast comes nearness; For the God whose love we sing Sends a little of His heaven To every living thing. by Augustus Wright... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Guide to Grammar & Writing

Books are not written. They are rewritten. Check out this handy guide! Dedicated to the memory of Dr. Charles Darling. Dear Readers: With great sadness, we announce the passing of this site’s founder, Dr. Charles Darling. Charles was completely devoted to Capital Community College, where he joyfully... Sign in to see full entry.

Growing Love...

When I was a child, it was my mom I loved the best, When I was a teenager, I began questioning, was I worthy to befriend? As a young single mother, I wondered if I was worthy of another love? Now in the winter of my years, snug under my covers warm and tight, my inner poet whispers in my ears at... Sign in to see full entry.

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