<?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/merkie"><title>merkie - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/</link><description>Trapped in lif'es surreal sleep
Intimated by conscience, I weep
Among the ashes of my childhood.
Perhaps I understood .</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/merkie/636204" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635708" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635565" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635281" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635156" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634908" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634763" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634627" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634505" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634403" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/636204"><title>Snow Angels///////////////////////////////////////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/636204</link><description>Snow Angels The snow flakes swirl in sweeping scrolls That write the stories of winters, old Soon departed and washed away By waterdroplets come to play Snowflakes shivers silent spasms Chattering chills with icy cloak Advance Arrogant and austere, avalanche Angels With Winter's petticoats of...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635708"><title>My Sisters and I /////////////////////////////////////////////////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635708</link><description>My Sisters and I My sisters, my friends Love with out end Play the song of forever, over again We can giggle and dance and swirl on the swing Skipping and playing, afraid of nothing Let's read a story and color and paint Pictures of families and wonderful streets Pools made for swimming and piles...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635565"><title>Dreams /////////////Remember//////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635565</link><description>Dreams Asleep in dreams that sing The musician’s thoughts wake The devoted heart beats I am your love The flame catches Remember Angels and spirits embrace The glow of dawn to keep A moonlit dream Remembered.. Margaret G.Wilson</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635281"><title>Purity///////Blaze(haiku)</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635281</link><description>Purity The eyes of the summer rest in the centre of the blooms Captive held in flower cups glistening dew drops, in morning"s loom. The dendrite lines of nourished life spread their ink on the autumn leaves Story captions held with nature's pen in splendid colored tease The dawn of frosty...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635156"><title>Do you remember</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/635156</link><description>Our eyes a lowered in the gloom as we remember all the young soldiers in the military.they are sent to battle to return with scars or.................never to return at all. The hearts of family and friends in sorrow cast a legacy in screams to ask us to recall that both sides of the battle are...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634908"><title>More poetry from 1997 ~ Prayer of Praise///////////////////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634908</link><description>Prayer Of Praise Lord I thank you for a lesson I have learned To understand more fully the wonder of You. I cannot stop exploring and opening my point of view. Each step takes me closer to seeing you as you are. The picture gets larger more beautiful by far Than the little glimpse of heaven,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634763"><title>Where I want to Be////////Message</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634763</link><description>Where I Want To Be I am in love and that is where I want to be Always gasping with awe at our planet's beauty Always smiling at things that maybe no one else will see Always dancing to the tune, trying to hum the melody Always searching for a place to share the delight I feel I overlook the past...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634627"><title>The Essence Of Time //////////Elements</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634627</link><description>The Essence Of Time The essence of time flowing through my day Is a rhythm I can't ignore From the moment of stillness in the morning light To the opening of each door An active pursuit of chores to be done Dreams, of tomorrow's success, complete The moment of now...the essence of time Is being...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634505"><title>November ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634505</link><description>November Driving down the road today, I noticed things that I don't always see. I saw the road rise up the hillside because the trees are bare of leaves I saw the lake of shining waters in the weak winter sun The clouds were hanging mists upon the hillsides all around Covering the frost they lay...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634403"><title>A Song of Love!(1997?)////////////////////////////////////////////////////</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/merkie/634403</link><description>A Song of Love I am going to take some old adages and expand them into thought." Charity begins at home." and "Home is where the heart is." are two I have in mind. Charity is another word for love and home is where you begin. Home is that place of comfort and nurture where our special memories...</description></item></rdf:RDF>