A Fragile Thought

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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Spinach Bombs

A long time ago, to grandmother's we went. It felt like a prison term, in the summer, we spent. No candy, no toys, no friends and no cake... I couldn't even watch "My Three Sons" for gosh sake! The astronauts landed on the moon that one year but all I could do was wait til the next day to hear for... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 20, 2005

A New Age

The cool winds drift slowly over the acrid environment of man No longer the domains of nature will squeak with the pleasure of life. What if once the skies were blue and the grass green. What if once the lion was king and the birds sang. Now there is man. His machines sing. His shoes squeak. And his... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 9, 2005

If only for a Moment

A fragile thought caught up in a whirlwind of doubts. A frenzy to capture it, to hold it, to maintain its reality for more than a second. Time is passing but oh so swiftly and there's nothing left to do but regret my transgression from my goal. To be whole, content, one with myself. What pain life... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 7, 2005

And So

And so you thought you could fool me once again. The sky is green. The grass is blue. But hate is not candy; And wine just won't go down. And time, it ticks on by. Ticks - so small and yet they hurt. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 3, 2005

Freezy Breezy

Happy day, happy way Life is finally on its way Smile and glow a little inside don't run away and try to hide Sun is shining way up high smile a lot and don't fly by Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 1, 2005

Make the Day

A visit to an elderly aunt on a day when she is lonely A phonecall to your mom or dad even if for a moment only Three colorful garden blooms for the homebound neighbor Five brief moments of work that simply can not be called labor Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Bound

When I'm old and grey or older should I say I seriously hope to be the one to obey me and have the rules my way each and every day so I can enjoy life even if I'm an old housewife Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Bliss

Feet on the wet grass cold dew to the touch Young lad, sweet lass loving memories and such New beginnings start anew bringing happy thoughts so true times to hold close to you as you dream sweet thoughts too Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

My Bliss

I survive with a moment's pause Living life within my personal laws Remembering times of love and joy Reflecting on an old book or toy Smiling at a memory of happiness Years of bliss though I had less These things they are a part of me And guide me to a place I'll be A place where love and joy exist... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Odyssey

The raindrop traces a path along the windowpane It starts its journey appearing to be sane But as it travels ever slowly down, down, down The vestiges of happiness are never to be found The things of old creep slowly back and cause the raindrop to lose its track Its burden grows and garners strength... Sign in to see full entry.

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