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If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be ( Read more... ) -
If your life was a movie, what would the soundtrack be?
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poem from 1-26-09
Length and breadth and height are lost
Humanity reigns through its weakness is fought
Intellect honed then dulled with emotions
Understanding sifted through clouded notions
Elsewhere sought the hopes of flesh
Seek the attainable grasp as a cherished quest
Hard won prize gathered near
Owned safely guarded within the sphere
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When Inspiration comes from the 1800’s
When Inspiration comes from the 1800’s
7/26/08
Blessed gift this breathe of being
A sounding glass of which it’s ringing
That all of life is spoken facets
Gleaming truth throughout the masses
Forming crystalline images immortal
Without which hope would all be forfeiture
Fields of lavender poignantly fragrant
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good morning
Good morning everybody! Most of you are currently sleeping but I am not, obviously. I went to bed around 10pm, and woke up a couple of times between then and now. At 2 something or other I woke up again and haven't been able to get back to sleep since. My insides are doing this unpleasant little dance that tells me I might be getting sick. Yeah ( Read more... ) -
a poem
Senses and Thoughts
6/4/08
Shirt of crisp white linen
Lays gently rolled against his flesh,
Clean soothing scents drift out
Hitting her nostrils afresh
Sturdy exterior
Filled with hope, faith, and Praise
When walls crumble to the frame
As the floor itself caves
The Story told,
Is how we’re found
Even though
We’re walking proud
Melting into life
The Son a ( Read more... ) -
tonight's poetry inspired of turmoil...
Listless being surrounded by cries
All around a duty to try
Building up hopes,
Faith,
Understanding,
From an empty well
A spring is necessary
Whispered fever
Calling from underneath
Bidding a response
Demanding relief
Darkness gathers
Watchful,
Grim,
Taking no action
The war is within
Barrage of movement
Corners come alive
Twisting strangely
Confusion’s prize
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Writer's Block: *Lightbulb Goes Off*
Guys aren't reliable. Even when they do their best, they are only human and it seems to me that fear can rule in a man's heart without his knowledge. Accknowledging fear is neccisary for growth, I do wish that more knights would grow so that they can claim thier mounts. I'm ready to be rescued. -
Whisper over again to me, Wonderful words of Life
Epiphany Resulting
Downward I look at the ties that bind
Still in this spot without someone to find
The Father I seek
Even though I now weep
Since this epiphany arrived
Breaking my heart, I tried
This path I walk
The one He leads me by
Where I once strayed often
Now His steps I trod
A lonely road it might prove to be
With just my own songs lilting
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Update
I'm not sure if anyone is still on here, besides Samantha anyway, but I think I'll be getting back to this a bit. My first post in a while will be a poem; I don't feel like typing up all that has been going on ( Read more... )