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  Mind Games----The Dance---
by D. Enise
Saturday, June 21, 2003


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Is it anger I feel?
Suppressed inside, and churning?
All to often I feel numb.
To what ever my surroundings.

I don't believe in anger at the world,
Not in my conscious mind.
This lack of emotion confuses me,
What feelings, do I hide.

Am I in mourning?
And living in denial?
Am I angry at some forgotten past?
Old history, lost in time?

Am I worried? Or filling up my mind
With unimportant issues?
About my life and where I live?,
bills?, or where I am going?

Perhaps these questions,
I ask of myself, will help me on my way
Back to who I had been before,
And the values I believed.

What happened to my gratitude?
For my life and my surroundings?
What happened to my compassion?
My desire to help all others?

What happened to the Joy I knew?
The light within my heart,
That with the slightest touch of the wind
Worries were set to right.

It has become so quiet here.
I can no longer hear the whispers
Voices that once spoke to my heart
A silent jail, I live in.

The day light hours, Now tortuous.
I pray for each nights fall
When once again I can close my eyes
And sleep away, it all.

I don't believe in anger at the world,
Not in my conscious mind.
This lack of emotion confuses me,
What feelings, do I hide.


Copyright 2003 D.Enise
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I believe in Life is what we make of it.
That there are times when we become so caught up in everyday life problems, that we can loose sight of what we have right before us. Things that we know we love, and or enjoy. Or even that there is light at the end of tunnels.

We all have tourmoils, tests of character, strength that we have, or will have to face in life.
Tests that may at one point become tiresome and our Spirits will give up.

My way of resolve when I loose my way, is to not hide behind inner walls I may create for myself. Once I realize that, that is what I am doing.
It seems to me, that I have been building these walls since last Summer at a time when I lost my best friend.
And had been struggling since that time to find my way back, thinking all the while that I was "dealing with it".
I just lost my father at the begining of this month, and have yet to "really" cry. When I realized that, I realized that is has been years since I have cried, which tells me there are harbored emotions behind these walls.
So in my quest to be honest with my self, and bring down walls, I am sharing this piece.

I have not really been able to write much at all since last Summer. I am hoping that what ever it is I hide from my self, I suspect pain and anger, that I will allow myself now to feel it.







Music~ "Candle in the Wind, by Elton John"











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Reviewed by Victoria Murray
Jen, I have missed you! Welcome back!!!

Hugs,

Victoria
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A beautiful poem.
Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
Seems we have much in common. I spent the last year watching the best (and only) friend I have die a painful death. The tears just won't come, and I fear life has hardened my spirit. Sometimes we build strong walls to keep pain at bay, not realizing these walls will soon become our prison.

Best to you,
-James
Reviewed by jaime

I am heart broken to see you in so much pain. I am crying with joy to see so many people inspired by you and missing you. I am happy to see you bring down this wall and let it out. you taught me to never hold in pain........heal your heart and love again....I love YOU
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
fantastic write, d enise; it is good to see you here at the den again; we've really missed your wonderful writes! love, your friend in texas, karen lynn. (((HUGS))) :)
Reviewed by DCH
Sometimes you just need to remember where home really is...once you are there, all things stand in new light. Wado!
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Dear Jem you have been missed. I guess after a while we forget someone from the den has left us for whatever reason. I stll remember our song and wanting you to put yor touch to it; because I want to make it the best song possible. So I was very disappointed that you didn't. I needed all the help I could get. I am planning to do one more 12 song album soon, and I still wish you would do what you can and email it to me at kojak240.msn.com. Activity is the only thing to help you when you have pulled back and become inactive. Your old and still very good friend. Bill
Reviewed by jude forese
you've expressed your feelings very honestly... it's time to shed the veil within you...
Reviewed by E T Waldron
I've wondered often about you, so glad you decided to get it out in the open. This is a first step,just take it a step at a time, you'll make it. My condolences for your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Hello Lady D Enise}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
This is beautiful music and pic and most of all the words from your heart as always fantastic. You have really been missed here. I agree life is what we make of it and all phases we choose it is our destination. This was thought provoking and beautiful. Felt the insiration in this piece of excellent Poetry.

SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!
Hen You carry healing upon your crystal wings.
"The day light hours, Now tortuous.
I pray for each nights fall
When once again I can close my eyes
And sleep away, it all. "
LOVE Peggy
Reviewed by Dove (Reader)
My butterfly Healer Jen ,
I have missed you..I tried to contact you several times but I did not hear back...Many people have done this to me for about a year now..I went into a state of pain and confusion..If I have not been there for you, my precious light, my sister in spirit, forgive me..It is sooooo brave of you to open the light back in, Jen...I know the passing of Chrimson Gold set me and your world apart..Sister, I no longer felt your healing spirit within my winds..I felt lost, depressed, alone, sad...I was with tears...I pray for the renewal of peace, of family's and friends, of all relationships that have been lost..I pray for your healing to shine, for Jen, honestly, you are one of the most beautifulist souls (I am in tears typing this) you are truly put on this earth to make a diffrence in children, animals and people...I have mised the Jen sister, my healer...My grief over not being in your energy field just broke my heart...Today, sister, you make such a huge step in your healing..This is to celebrate, my sweet..You certainly have been healing waters for me when I could not stand on two feet...I realy miss the old times, but I know every second we breathe, we change, like seasons...Your season of your heart is opening for harvest and it is a beautiful homecoming..I miss you, Jen..Heal my precious sister..I can never thank you enough for the times you were there for me...I love you!!! Here is a huge, huge hugg and you know dearest Chrimson would be so sad to see you sadder..He wants you to dance and rejoyce at the very marvel of life itself..Be that mustang..Ride him in your mind....The spirit winds forever take you upon the heart of the ones that drink the winds...

LOVE YOU,
Dove ~
Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Yes our lives are what we make of it...beautiful and heartfelt piece...bravo!
~Nikki~
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