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emily dickinson - heartbrake
Heart! We will forget him!
You and I—tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave— I will forget the light! When you have done, pray tell me That I may straight begin! Haste! lest while you're lagging I remember him! |
low self image?
A charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld. The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled. But peers beyond her mesh, And wishes, and denies, 'Lest interview annul a want That image satisfies. Emily Dickinson |
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my little baby boy is 22 now, and I do not know where the time went, we had a hard start -ryan was born Emergency-c-section http://farm1.static.flickr.com/10/13...3785de75_o.jpg a bit of me - with my only child is what I have to offer you today, connected to life, through love - and pain... some say no pain is not to gain a deeper aspect of life - we grow in those painful times - when you have to live by faith one day at a time... |
This is one of my favorite songs, especially when I'm thinking of someone I may have harmed or disappointed over the years. I can apply to anyone....even God. :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WC--Q...eature=related "The Reason" - Hoobastank (LOVE that name :p ) I'm not a perfect person There's many things I wish I didn't do But I continue learning I never meant to do those things to you And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know I've found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new and the reason is you I'm sorry that I hurt you It's something I must live with everyday And all the pain I put you through I wish that I could take it all away And be the one who catches all your tears Thats why i need you to hear I've found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new and the reason is You and the reason is You [x3] I'm not a perfect person I never meant to do those things to you And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know I've found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new and the reason is you I've found a reason to show A side of me you didn't know A reason for all that I do And the reason is you |
Self-Employed
By David Ignatow For Harvey Shapiro I stand and listen, head bowed, to my inner complaint. Persons passing by think I am searching for a lost coin. You’re fired, I yell inside after an especially bad episode. I’m letting you go without notice or terminal pay. You just lost another chance to make good. But then I watch myself standing at the exit, depressed and about to leave, and wave myself back in wearily, for who else could I get in my place to do the job in dark, airless conditions? |
ills and pills
To Aspire~
copyrighted by tena The most amazing part of gazing or playing church consisted of A uniformed penitent attire which a giggle was to put afoot afire Dragged by arm acrossed a pew No joyous smile would nun forgive It was time to be sad and mourn Heart inside cried out,let me live As a Catholic wildchild twas required to attend the Mass A weekly sacrifice to acquire My Salvation or Damnation pass Flunk or fail, to prevail was amusing The singing was not of joy but dread The sound of dirges was I to sing To the King upon a cross lie dead All the beauty of His Life God was good not cruel I did not learn as a little child When I attended Catholic School |
this is an original poem by me - DocJohn...*smiile
Stay me - at a distance dear sir
You make me feel feared You push me away like I have no feelings You tell me nothing I need to hear You cant say love - not of your own wanting But by the book you make it divine I do not like love if forced unless it is of free heart and will You hate me by my genders faults You have me well kept - dear sir A silent listen in my brain Dear sir you afford my lovely little cage yet I would rather take my leave tonight To be free of body and rejoice in my Lord When you cut me I bleed, you say-it's about you You tell me to listen -it's not about me Listen -listen then in silent disconnect You make me feared in my heart again So if it is not love or about love If it duty -then do the duty for God Stay me at - a distance, dear sir written by -tenalouise |
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the land of beginning again -poem
The Land of Beginning Again
"I wish that there were some wonderful place In the Land of Beginning Again. Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches And all of our poor selfish grief Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door and never put on again. I wish we could come on it all unaware, Like the hunter who finds a lost trail; And I wish that the one whom our blindness had done The greatest injustice of all Could be there at the gates like an old friend that waits For the comrade he's gladdest to hail. We would find all the things we intended to do But forgot, and remembered too late, Little praises unspoken, little promises broken, And all the thousand and one Little duties neglected that might have perfected The day for one less fortunate. It wouldn't be possible not to be kind In the Land of Beginning Again, And the ones we misjudged and the ones whom we grudged their moments of victory here, Would find in the grasp of our loving hand-clasp More than penitent lips could explain... So I wish that there were some wonderful place Called the Land of Beginning Again, Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches, And all of our poor selfish grief Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door And never put on again." -Louise Fletcher Tarkington |
a visual poem
entitled - doctor my eyes have seen the years...
jackson browne lyrics http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/...d37b7193d5.jpg |
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