<?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/WhiteJedi9299"><title>Linda's Poetry Journal - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/</link><description>I'm back!  This will be a place for me to post my own poetry as well as some by my favorite poets.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/464353" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/463990" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/462683" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/460052" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459475" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459250" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459088" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/455479" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454910" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454047" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/464353"><title>The Right Fix</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/464353</link><description>I want to be Madonna Perfect, Kate Winslet Pretty, pimped, primed, and smooth- lean muscles, without this unsightly bulge. Pills, liposuction, diet drinks- where's the right fix?</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/463990"><title>Demon Mine</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/463990</link><description>It cuts, It burns, It suffocates- yet they will not see this parasite bleeding me dry. What I show the world is a type A personality, a sensitive soul, and hyper kenetic smile. This darkness within is my secret- the only life my heart knows. I will not let them see me contort with tears or hold...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/462683"><title>Don't Close Your Eyes</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/462683</link><description>Waking nightmare- constant- sleep's relief to sparing, My God, the shame, the cutting shame. Can't control the pain. What's to become of me. God, can't control the pain. Don't close the door. Don't take away the light. Don't close the door. Don't leave me with this pain. Nightmares you wake from,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/460052"><title>My Favorite Poem</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/460052</link><description>Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at the close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end knew dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightening they Do not go...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459475"><title>I Will Survive</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459475</link><description>You took my compassion- You ended my childhood- You stole virtue- anihilated my self-worth and smiled at the pain on my face. You left me- battered, bruised, forsaken. In the darkness of grief- the prisoner of a long night. I want to hurt you like you hurt me- I want to scream until the memory...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459250"><title>Cry so hot, Cry so long...</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459250</link><description>Cry so hot, cry so long… memories cut their raw wounds. Come out sideways, bleed through my pores… whisper abuse in the night. Why me echoes through my mind. Cry so hot, cry so long… until the aching numbness takes over, turned inside out. Robbed of empathy for others- her heart throbs with ice....</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459088"><title>Little Fury</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/459088</link><description>Little fury and I, each a survivor. The darkness of night has no hold over us. Littly fury wraps her tail around my wrist, rest her head on my shoulder. We each spread out wings in anticipation of the sweet, sweet blood of night terrors.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/455479"><title>Freedom Interrupted Revised</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/455479</link><description>Freedom Interrupted Give it up! Give it up! Allah will not save you from this Patriotism Hell- Scream, Cry, Plead for Mercy- Bush Must Have His Bleeding Hearts. Chains, Blood, Dogs, Electric Shock. Give it up! Give it up! One more scream for the man on the throne. False Idols of Old Faithful-...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454910"><title>Daddy,</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454910</link><description>Daddy, You will always have my love, a piece of my heart will be in your hands but please, let me be me, let me make my mistakes, however harsh they are- they are still mine. Let me fly into the sun and glory in the thrill of success- let me own who I am, fully, completely, estatically. I am not...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454047"><title>Freedom Interrupted</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhiteJedi9299/454047</link><description>Give it up! Give it up! Allah will not save you from this Patriotism Hell- Scream, Cry, Plead for Mercy- Bush Must Have His Bleeding Hearts. Chains, Blood, Dogs, Electric Shock. Give it up! Give it up! One more scream for the man on the throne. God, Ethics, Morality, Love Thy Neighbor- all faces...</description></item></rdf:RDF>