<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Irish2"><title>Irish Eye's Imagination - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/</link><description>I am a serious writer, I have a passion for it.  A written word will never die as long as it is read by one single person. A well written sentance or paragraph can evoke an emotion and create a smile. A story can take a person away for awhile, letting them escape from their realiity if even for a little while. 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Emotions tug at our heats, Saying goodbye and letting go, Isn't always easy. When a passion is great, Deep feelings take root. When friends are left, Pain intensifies the seperation. Never easy is the leaving.... Memories fond flood reason. Heat filled with laughter and joy,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485236"><title>Troubled Thoughts....</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485236</link><description>Tatters.... That word sounds right somehow, A soul and heart can only take so much. Retreating is all one can do, When life rips your heart. Your mind gets confused, And emotions take over. Liquid eyes like water falls spill, No rainbow in sight. Heavy soul conflicted, Heavy heart bleeding. I see...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485174"><title>Irish Ramblings.....</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485174</link><description>I know I'm out of here but I'm hoping maybe to help a bit. When I came here....I was new to all this. I didn't feel comfortable putting my work out there, but as I did....you commented and encouraged me. All of you....at one time or another gave me a smile, a rose, a thumbs up or just a great...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485022"><title>Masterpiece....</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/485022</link><description>Morning Walk…. Beautiful way to witness, Days rebirth as sun rays kiss, All existing life. A renewing of all, An aging of wisdom. No day remains the same, Each breath makes us different. I walk with wonders, Never ceasing to amaze. Dew kissed webs gleaming, Flowers once asleep awake, Stretching...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484951"><title>Farewell Message....</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484951</link><description>Saying Goodbye…. How do you say goodbye to good friends….inspiring people, full of encouragement, and kindness toward you? This is my dilemma, Irish 3 it leaving all of you. I’ve been procrastinating this for a while, but the end of this month I’m gone. This is real you heard me right, and it is...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484908"><title>Dancing Star Finish.......</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484908</link><description>Mark graduated college….he had given his two week notice to Tom, moving on with his life. He and Kelli were still together, it was rough but he had gotten through to her. Kelli was in counseling for her emotional problems, and had all but moved in with Mark. Kelli was finishing dishes she had...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484819"><title>Changes.....</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484819</link><description>Forward Through Liquid Eyes Sometimes going forward, Is a sad thing. Sometimes to grow we need, To let go. In life we make choices…. Some grand some hard. Some we can laugh with… Others we make through, Liquid eyes blinking tears. Heartfelt sadness knows this fate. Sometimes to go forward…....</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484779"><title>Questioning........</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Irish2/484779</link><description>What's Right Long ago I learned, Right verses wrong. I was taught why, You give respect. I was told, Treat others as you, Desire to be treated. 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Rosy orange and pink hues return, Manifesting a beautiful sunrise. Arching rays stretch, Kissing the cool earth… Warming gently as Sun rises. Night is ready to...</description></item></rdf:RDF>