<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/tjoiner668"><title>Mirror Of Reflections - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/</link><description>Collection of New poems, short stories &amp; blogs</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/tjoiner668/952563" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952561" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952560" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952559" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952464" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952563"><title>In Black Letters By :Teresa Joiner ©"Tragic Boulevard" June 5,2017</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952563</link><description>As the midnight hour is close at hand; Memories of my past, Reflect who I am. We have formed a family on this American land. There's no regrets even if I could take back the time. Because motherhood was a blessing I came to know. All I have left from a beautiful memory, The love I see in our...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952561"><title>Poetic Maze By: Teresa Joiner "Tragic Boulevard" ©June 5, 2017</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952561</link><description>I'm a new author in town, For hours I'm lost, In a poetic maze with no way out. It's like a diary where emotions get written down, Preventing me to scream and shout. With a blank sheet of paper and a pen, Literature is reborn through me again. I write to create a tale; Having confidence in...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952560"><title>Thorn Of A Rose By: Teresa Joiner</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952560</link><description>Spreading domestic violence awareness Many have said that I have changed, Like the seasons; The atmosphere slowly fades. What made me this way in the first place? Holding a rose in my hand; Takes me back to that moment in time Of what I had left behind. No one knew; I kept it hidden inside. The...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952559"><title>In Circles By: Teresa Joiner</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952559</link><description>You and I were as one, Inseparable like the moon and sun Your touch haunted my dreams of love. In your eyes, there's only lust. I'm going in circles; Knowing one day this will end. You and I will no longer be friends We can't resurrect something that is already dead. I don't want to be a queen;...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952464"><title>I Need To Know By: Teresa Joiner</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/tjoiner668/952464</link><description>I need to know, are we in this together or should I let you go? In the dead of night; I lie awake, in my own head. I'm not all you see; when it comes to your wandering eyes. I keep asking myself; what I did wrong to be misled. You've had my heart; from the start. But all I feel is the pain from...</description></item></rdf:RDF>