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WEEPING WILLOW Weeping Willow tree Graceful sensuality Tears in the wind Alone On a hill. But Will You tell me Please Forlorn On summer’s Breeze Was your heart Torn Too? Sweet melancholy Wraps a soul in pain. But You see My Weeping Willow friend. There is nothing we can do. All is in vain.... Sign in to see full entry.

POETRY They say Poetry Is a way To Sublimate reality. To soothe a tortured soul Or Cure a broken heart. A catharsis for a haunting memory. Fire and ice. A cold reflection Passion and affection An expression Of Joy and d espair Love and care Through imagery Others see A mirror of Another Me. Sign in to see full entry.

passing memory I’ve had this strangest feeling Mamma All day long I never thought it would be This w ay But you made me strong. They said you didn’t know But that wasn’t true Suddenly Out of the blue You opened your eyes Took my hand And Asked me to p r ay for you. I did Aloud I chanted your rosary... Sign in to see full entry.

LESSON LEARNED I learned so many years ago A precocious child Was I. Life was not going to be easy For me But I do try. After all That’s all I know. Sign in to see full entry.

HAUNTNGS A haunting has seized This place. A soul diseased With yearning Failed dreams And False fantasies Lost In a sea Of memories. But Now What is this demon chasing me. They say Those shadows dancing Frenetically That It is only the ghost of who I used to be. Sign in to see full entry.

WHEN SILENCE IS NOT GOLDEN Silent wishes Aborted dreams Hopes left to fade away. Lost moments of ecstasy Fearful To say Words of gentle kindness Passion, love And Affection Fires burning within Dying embers cold Fearful Of rejection A lonely soul Too meek To speak Its life desire. Sign in to see full entry.

A MATTER OF FAI TH Speak softly please No need to shout. Christ is my only salvation You say. I wish I could see it your way. You tell I risk the pains of Hell. And Should ask for His mercy Before It’s too late For When I’m gone It will be my judgment day. I love who He was And is But to me Not to... Sign in to see full entry.

A philosophical moment They say "A bird in the hand is worth two In the bush." Well Knowing what birds do And They do what they do spontaneously Two birds in the bush Are okay with me In fact Let's make it Three! Sign in to see full entry.

ITALIANESQUE I am a work of art A mosaic of different dimensions Colors multi faceted Never one Eclecticism is what I am No mood swings Just Interesting mood things I am one personality Simply Different sides to me A fascinating variety. Centuries of family Are alive And live to see A new world... Sign in to see full entry.

THE LOUSE Advice to a good friend: how we all see it. Is there an exterminator in the house I think I found a big louse Crumbs all over the place ‘ And frankly I’m tired looking at his face. He eats my food and steals my money Doesn’t even call me honey Anymore. A spray or two Will do And out the... Sign in to see full entry.