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fancies himself a poet. 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For now we're aware.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/503032"><title>It's been awhile</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/503032</link><description>As numb as can be. I strive to find my creative ability. I know its there, somewhere. Covered, smothered, deep. Lost? I hope not, It's been awhile. We'll see.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/207278"><title>Letting Go</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/207278</link><description>The sun rises although the rain continues Another autumn day in the northwest Leaves have all fallen, my gutters are clogged I breathe deep as I look down the street Towards the apple orchard, where I played as a boy Fun times they were, secure, safe, wonderful Not a care in the world... I miss...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202813"><title>Johnny's Revalation</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202813</link><description>It stares up at me dumb numb glazed over Its perfectly round brown drowned out of water But there is something knowing growing almost stoic Intelligence, Maybe shameful painful It knows what I'm doing It looks in me questioning God blessing Understands its position A purposeful ending bending...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202713"><title>The Days Inn</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202713</link><description>my mind is raceing with stinging thoughts they're keeping me awake I pound the matress with my feet my life was turned upside down last night I can not even speak My love, my life, my cherished ones will never be mine again I soak the pillow with my tears I pound the matress with my feet I'll...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202210"><title>HAIKU (funny?)</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/202210</link><description>POPULARITY PRIZE FOR YOU YOU AND ME ME OR IS IT BOOBY copywrite 11/04 by G D Winney all rights reserved</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/201145"><title>My Place</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/201145</link><description>There is this wild place with in my dreams Reacurring though it does seem A place thats cold with mountains and fjords A place that only explorers can explore I am able to visit only twice a year But when I do, I show no fear There is a town within it's regions People cling tight and have no...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/200692"><title>HAIKU</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/crag511/200692</link><description>THE BEAUTY OF YOUTH INSECURITY DOES WASTE CONFIDENCE AGREES copywrite 11/04 by G D Winney all rights reserved</description></item></rdf:RDF>