Irish Eye's Imagination

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Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Mommy Why? a puzzling poem!

Mommy Why? Mommy why are the stores inside? The young mother smiled and replied, So we can go outside without getting wet. It had rained earlier that day. Mommy why does it rain? Again she smiled and gave an answer, You know the flowers we passed when we entered? The child of wonder nodded... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Glowing Embers - poem

Glowing Embers Extinguish the flame the embers still glow warmly, Orange hues against the black night pulsing, Trying not to die. They linger a reminder of the masters fury, The crackle and smoke. A flickering flame can evoke devastation, And create warmth for one who shivers, Burning homes, and... Sign in to see full entry.

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Rescue Me

Morning Sheds Light Jenna stirred it was daylight, as she sat up her hear throbbed, ohhhhh now she recalled too many whiskey sours. She wasn’t home, she got her bearings …..it was Ray’s condo, she smiled he was such a great friend. She used the bathroom, took a couple Tylenol and washed her face,... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Wind Beneath the Willow!

Wind Beneath the Willows Blows free and strong. The wind beneath the willows, Knows a secret. While it billows it listens, To the tears and laughter, Through the years. Upon it’s skin, Initials are carved… Lovers and friends forever. Betty Jo loves Randy but she married Tom, My own mom loved a boy... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 4, 2007

Rescue Me - short story

Rescue Me! Ray opened the door to the pub, the smoke swirled and danced with the fresh clean air polluting it in an instant. The music from the jute box in the corner was blaring, pouring out noise no one was listening to. However without it you could actually hear without yelling what the person... Sign in to see full entry.

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Summer Rain- poem

Summer Rain I played in a mud puddle today! It was fun… I splashed as I waded. The mud oozed between my toes, It felt smooth and sticky. The water was warmed, By the sun after the storm. It took me back to life as a child. Those carefree days, Where if you close your eyes, And spread your arms, You... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, June 3, 2007

Wedding Shower

A celebration of love, A relationship as it begins to bloom. When two lovers become one, We wish our happiness, And shower them with gifts! There will be games, laughter and fun. We’ll have punch and goodies to eat, Cooing with awe at the gifts given. The shower is more than punch, fun and gifts.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 2, 2007

Tomorrow - another thought

What of Tomorrow? What of tomorrow? What will it be? Why can't we see? If we could would we dare? If you could would you share? Life is enduring everyday that comes, with it's entangled mysteries, and hard lessons. Sometimes it hurts, the pain causing tears, while one's heart bleeds longing for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Power of Your Words

The Power of Your Words A writer is the truest artist. His words can alter another’s thoughts. He can make you feel, He can cheer you, sadden you, thrill you, Leave your hanging on his word…. Or surprise you with an unforeseen twist. He knows the ending you don’t! The power is his. We are all... Sign in to see full entry.

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A Child's Eyes!

A child doesn’t look past today, as tomorrow is too far away. The adventures they imagine are real as they play. They are interrupted easily with some wonder they observe. Following the flight of a butterfly, or a puppy lost from his home. They know no evil so they trust readily. A great day to them... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

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. I want to entertain you, and amaze you tap your creativity and hope you enjoy my words....so please read on I'm waiting.

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