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(the lost art of self- expression)Just random poems from past and present I hope you will relate and enjoy!</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="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/586402" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/585145" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583638" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583623" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583618" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532238" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532237" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532234" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/523112" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/517791" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/586402"><title>Truth</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/586402</link><description>A fleeting moment, a tear drop, a frown. A last leap at happiness before crashing to the ground. Where do you stand? After you have sat on the majestic hills looking down. How do you feel? Watching the rising bubbles, as you drown. What do you do? When you can't sleep on the lonely side of the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/585145"><title>...The Powerful Words...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/585145</link><description>Love, Lust, passion, greed, life, death, heaven, hell sorrow, pain, beauty, to name a few. These words they spin around and around in my minds eye always wanting to jump out, to jump further and faster than all the other words................... Beginning, ending, forward, backwards, big, small,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583638"><title>Good Morning America... Big Mo style ( not the liberal show on tv )</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583638</link><description>Good Morning fellow Americans today is a wonderful day.... It in my heart is always wonderful to be an American but today is a special today all of my dreams and prayers have been answered. It is now ok to uprise against your employer wow and after all this time and all the bullshit we have all...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583623"><title>My Family Tradition</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583623</link><description>“My Family Tradition” Hunting has been a tradition in my family for as long as I can remember. Most of the men hunt and some women do too, even my sister. When I was around ten, I can remember waking very early and freezing in the woods with my father, grandfather and uncles. As the sun comes up...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583618"><title>Written March 30th 2008 A repost.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/583618</link><description>How very simple it is ( a Marine point of view ) When I put my daughter to bed at night, we say our prayers. She even has a precious moments doll with wings and a halo that says a goodnight prayer when she squeezes it. I will raise my daughter to be a Christian, to believe in God Almighty, to...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532238"><title>A smart man once told me...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532238</link><description>That the next war in America was gonna be a race war.... I thought he was nuts.... now I think he was right........! I'm out, I'm off to find the nearest KKK recruiting office............</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532237"><title>Must be A racist</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532237</link><description>The Southern Coalition for the advancement and emergence of the Radical Christian Freedom fighters Is now officially a movement feel free to join at anytime anyone prior military, law enforcement, or just good knowledge of how to blow shit up is a plus. We need to put in place a chain of command...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532234"><title>I'm a racist you got that!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/532234</link><description>Jeremiah Wright............... I told you all Obama was bad news from the start..... you didn't listen did you?............ He has got that greasy smile and he shakes White Americans hands and I bet he wipes them on his slacks after he does.... What a f*cken hypocrite to serve the greatest...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/523112"><title>Under the bridge.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/523112</link><description>Under the bridge I wait for you I skip the stones across the creek from the sandy bank. I listen to the passing cars above and hope you will not be late. I sit alone on the bank digging my toes into the white warm sand. I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the orange sitting sun. I wonder where...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/517791"><title>The Ocean</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/robertwest420/517791</link><description>The ocean so vast and blue, sometimes black, sometimes red, sometimes green too. So full of emotion for all the world to see, sometimes calm, sometimes choppy, sometimes as violent as can be. A giver and taker of life, as indifferent as she can be, with her beauty, her creatures, and her many...</description></item></rdf:RDF>