
Monday, 24 September 2007
Friday, 17 August 2007
My Mother
This poem expresses how much i miss my mother and although i didnt always show it how much i loved her .
l miss your smile , your laughter , your grace
Your heart , your soul , your loving face
My mother who was always there and caring
And although we did not always agree
I knew how much you always loved me
Giving me all your warmth and loving
I hope you know how much i love you
Your in my heart , my memories too
My friend , my strength , my mother
l miss your smile , your laughter , your grace
Your heart , your soul , your loving face
My mother who was always there and caring
And although we did not always agree
I knew how much you always loved me
Giving me all your warmth and loving
I hope you know how much i love you
Your in my heart , my memories too
My friend , my strength , my mother
Wednesday, 15 August 2007
Bored to tears
Yep you guessed it i was bored to tears when i wrote this
Bored that is what i am
Bored with nothin to do
Bored to blasted tears
Bored bored bored
Dont want to do that
Dont want to do this
Dont even blasted care
Dont dont dont
I sigh then i cry
I sigh then i laugh
I sigh then blasted smile
I sigh i sigh i sigh
So now i have decided
That when i am bored again
Not to sit and blasted sigh
Just to cry then smile and laugh
Bored that is what i am
Bored with nothin to do
Bored to blasted tears
Bored bored bored
Dont want to do that
Dont want to do this
Dont even blasted care
Dont dont dont
I sigh then i cry
I sigh then i laugh
I sigh then blasted smile
I sigh i sigh i sigh
So now i have decided
That when i am bored again
Not to sit and blasted sigh
Just to cry then smile and laugh
Tuesday, 14 August 2007
MIND & SOUL
I wrote this its how my mind feels when i am happy and i write a poem or create a new art kit or make a tag for a friend .
Food is bought , food for thought
Feed the mind and free the soul
Creative juices begin to flow
From the mind and from the soul
Ever increasing images and words
Bring light in to my mind and soul
Memories of fun and laughter shared
Warming my heart and lifting my soul
I cherish this time for all it worth
my freedom , my mind , my soul
Food is bought , food for thought
Feed the mind and free the soul
Creative juices begin to flow
From the mind and from the soul
Ever increasing images and words
Bring light in to my mind and soul
Memories of fun and laughter shared
Warming my heart and lifting my soul
I cherish this time for all it worth
my freedom , my mind , my soul
QUEEN vs PAWN
I wrote this for a friend about a discription she gave of a relationship she was in that just ended
I treated you like a QUEEN
I got back nothing in return
You Q uestioned my devotion
You U nermined my love
You E xpected way to much
You E victed me from your heart
You N ever shall be all that again
If being you is QUEEN
I never want the crown
I felt like a PAWN in your life
You call me P ussy for crying
You went to A nother woman to talk
You made me W orthless in your eyes
you made me N othing in your life
If you think i am that PAWN
I never want your kind of love
I treated you like a QUEEN
I got back nothing in return
You Q uestioned my devotion
You U nermined my love
You E xpected way to much
You E victed me from your heart
You N ever shall be all that again
If being you is QUEEN
I never want the crown
I felt like a PAWN in your life
You call me P ussy for crying
You went to A nother woman to talk
You made me W orthless in your eyes
you made me N othing in your life
If you think i am that PAWN
I never want your kind of love
Ravings of a Eternal Mind
Why do we do what we do ?
What makes us who we are ?
Eternal questions of the mind
Who makes us good ?
Who makes us bad ?
Is it the same for all mankind
Is there life beyond this life
What drives us to look for love
Do we all question the here and now
What makes the sun come up
Why do dogs bark and bird sing
Dont you ever wonder why or how
Why why why i ask my self
Dont know dont know i answer
Am i the only one to feel this way
Maybe i am going raving mad
Maybe i am just plain sad
Time to push my thoughts away
AFTER ALL IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY
What makes us who we are ?
Eternal questions of the mind
Who makes us good ?
Who makes us bad ?
Is it the same for all mankind
Is there life beyond this life
What drives us to look for love
Do we all question the here and now
What makes the sun come up
Why do dogs bark and bird sing
Dont you ever wonder why or how
Why why why i ask my self
Dont know dont know i answer
Am i the only one to feel this way
Maybe i am going raving mad
Maybe i am just plain sad
Time to push my thoughts away
AFTER ALL IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY
Monday, 13 August 2007
Rose Colored Glasses
This poem was written by me inspired by a convo with my souls siter Terri
My rose colored glasses are removed
Removing the taint they had on my life
The tainted view gone that they had given
My real life showing no longer hidden
My life is back in technicolor glory
The glasses banished into hidding
That dark dim draw they shall now stay
Never to see the light of another day
I now shall live my life as it should be lived
No longer hidden by that tainted tinted light
Oh now i will i beable to shine out bright
To once again live my life with all my might
My rose colored glasses are removed
Removing the taint they had on my life
The tainted view gone that they had given
My real life showing no longer hidden
My life is back in technicolor glory
The glasses banished into hidding
That dark dim draw they shall now stay
Never to see the light of another day
I now shall live my life as it should be lived
No longer hidden by that tainted tinted light
Oh now i will i beable to shine out bright
To once again live my life with all my might
The Angels
This poem was written by me after the deaths of my parents , it has been published by the American poets society .
Sometimes i sit here and wonder
what life on the other side is like
do they just sit all day and ponder
about what it was like to ride a bike
or how the breeze felt upon there face
what is was like to run wild and carefree
to laugh and giggle or play kiss chace
or to smell the flowers to climb up a tree
i sit wishing they could still do these things
maybe they just sit around upon a cloud
making angels wings from silky strings
there seeing us from there fluffy seats above
watching there granchildren a glow with pride
knowing our prayers send them our eternal love
Sometimes i sit here and wonder
what life on the other side is like
do they just sit all day and ponder
about what it was like to ride a bike
or how the breeze felt upon there face
what is was like to run wild and carefree
to laugh and giggle or play kiss chace
or to smell the flowers to climb up a tree
i sit wishing they could still do these things
maybe they just sit around upon a cloud
making angels wings from silky strings
there seeing us from there fluffy seats above
watching there granchildren a glow with pride
knowing our prayers send them our eternal love
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