Broken
She sits
But her spirit
SOARS
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I AM
I am perfect
in so many ways.
I am perfectly silly
and perfectly foolish
and perfectly capable
of being perfectly nuts.
[/size][/color]in so many ways.
I am perfectly silly
and perfectly foolish
and perfectly capable
of being perfectly nuts.
- January 24th, 2012, 7:07 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Club Dancer
- Replies: 5
- Views: 686
Re: Club Dancer
You painted a vivid picture with your words. And I agree with Kailashana, the last stanza was the perfect ending.
- January 23rd, 2012, 10:26 pm
- Forum: Stories & Essays
- Topic: I love my kids
- Replies: 0
- Views: 544
I love my kids
But, I'm not sure who their mother is.
OKAY.......
So, last year I joined a gym (only lasted 3 months, but that is another story, for another day) I joined the gym and really enjoyed it. And for Christmas, my daughters chipped in and bought me special gym clothes and equipment. Now, here is ...
OKAY.......
So, last year I joined a gym (only lasted 3 months, but that is another story, for another day) I joined the gym and really enjoyed it. And for Christmas, my daughters chipped in and bought me special gym clothes and equipment. Now, here is ...
- January 23rd, 2012, 10:19 pm
- Forum: General Discussion
- Topic: Solving a Couple of Problems
- Replies: 17
- Views: 4072
Re: Solving a Couple of Problems
LR, start eating, Buddy. I'd recognize that writing style anywhere. And I highly doubt Doreen will ever need to steal another's idea. She has so many of her own.
- December 22nd, 2011, 8:42 pm
- Forum: #45 - Solstice through New Years Light-the-World Word & Image Jam
- Topic: Jam here through the holidays!
- Replies: 58
- Views: 28110
Re: Jam here through the holidays!
Apple blossoms
and cherry trees
lumps of coal
and bumble bees
a scrap of paper
and one blue eye
a couple of trucks
passing by
cardboard boxes
and radios
a piece of glass
and two big toes
a string of lights
and a can of corn
a baby seal
that just got born
a pair of slippers ...
and cherry trees
lumps of coal
and bumble bees
a scrap of paper
and one blue eye
a couple of trucks
passing by
cardboard boxes
and radios
a piece of glass
and two big toes
a string of lights
and a can of corn
a baby seal
that just got born
a pair of slippers ...
CONTEMPT
Wondering why
You believe that I
Would care a jot what you think
Up in your head
And likely in bed
I bet you really stink
Your thoughts and deeds
Are really the seeds
Of all that is bad in the world
I run from your type
I don't buy your hype
Now my flag of contempt has unfurled.
You believe that I
Would care a jot what you think
Up in your head
And likely in bed
I bet you really stink
Your thoughts and deeds
Are really the seeds
Of all that is bad in the world
I run from your type
I don't buy your hype
Now my flag of contempt has unfurled.
- May 10th, 2011, 8:17 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Copy Cat
- Replies: 2
- Views: 542
The Copy Cat
running around looking for a topic
can't find one cause i'm myopic
so, i can cheat cause I know how
find one that's already written now
who said what, oh, i see
i think I'll take that one for me
change it just a little bit
no one'll notice cause they're all nitwits
there i've done it and mine's ...
can't find one cause i'm myopic
so, i can cheat cause I know how
find one that's already written now
who said what, oh, i see
i think I'll take that one for me
change it just a little bit
no one'll notice cause they're all nitwits
there i've done it and mine's ...
- May 10th, 2011, 8:14 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Dinner Guest
- Replies: 4
- Views: 763
Re: The Dinner Guest
Sorry I took so long to get back. Thanks you all for reading and commenting. This was fun to write.
- May 7th, 2011, 4:55 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: sometimes I feel like a childless mother
- Replies: 3
- Views: 685
Re: sometimes I feel like a childless mother
Joel, tears in my eyes. But not sure why. I really enjoyed this. But it made me sad.
- May 7th, 2011, 4:27 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Self Proclaimed Expert
- Replies: 2
- Views: 543
The Self Proclaimed Expert
Running around looking for a topic
Can't find one cause I'm myopic
So, I can cheat 'cause I know how
Find one that's already written now
Who said what, oh, I see
I think I'll take that one for me
Change it just a little bit
No one'll notice 'cause they're all nitwits
There I've done it and mine's ...
Can't find one cause I'm myopic
So, I can cheat 'cause I know how
Find one that's already written now
Who said what, oh, I see
I think I'll take that one for me
Change it just a little bit
No one'll notice 'cause they're all nitwits
There I've done it and mine's ...
- May 1st, 2011, 10:20 pm
- Forum: Stories & Essays
- Topic: It's All Up To You
- Replies: 2
- Views: 787
It's All Up To You
You are the only one who can decide what kind of day you will have.
No one can ruin your day without your permission. Others may be rude, nasty or mean, and you will react to them at the time, but once the encounter has passed, it is up to you to decide whether to let it colour your whole day and ...
No one can ruin your day without your permission. Others may be rude, nasty or mean, and you will react to them at the time, but once the encounter has passed, it is up to you to decide whether to let it colour your whole day and ...
- April 17th, 2011, 1:27 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Day of the Troll.
- Replies: 2
- Views: 583
Re: The Day of the Troll.
Thanks for reading and replying. Glad you got a giggle. I like making people smile.
And I have no sympathy for trolls at all. Just for their victims.
And I have no sympathy for trolls at all. Just for their victims.
- April 17th, 2011, 12:48 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Day of the Troll.
- Replies: 2
- Views: 583
The Day of the Troll.
I met a funny little troll who tried to get my goat.
One day that funny little troll got a phrase stuck in his throat.
Now every time he opens his mouth, all that he can say,
Is "sorry, you're right, sorry, you're right" day after day after day.
I'm not sure who did this thing, to that funny little ...
One day that funny little troll got a phrase stuck in his throat.
Now every time he opens his mouth, all that he can say,
Is "sorry, you're right, sorry, you're right" day after day after day.
I'm not sure who did this thing, to that funny little ...
- April 17th, 2011, 12:46 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: The Dinner Guest
- Replies: 4
- Views: 763
The Dinner Guest
I wish that I could find a way to tell him dinner's done.
To let him know without being rude that it's time to run.
I'd like to have my peaceful home, back on the right track,
But the dinner guest just won't go and let me have it back.
I'm really getting tired of the drama he creates;
Of him ...
To let him know without being rude that it's time to run.
I'd like to have my peaceful home, back on the right track,
But the dinner guest just won't go and let me have it back.
I'm really getting tired of the drama he creates;
Of him ...