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While out and about yesterday, I noticed the sides of the road. I told my passenger, "Fifty shades of grey"!!!! Just the way life is
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This was written for a friend who lost his partner in a motor vehicle accident 18 months ago. Thinking about Jon Willey’s oak roll top desk…… This poem will turn out to be different
for everyone. . you fill in the blanks.
An exercise. Happy New Everyone- 2008. This is the lyrics to a song I wrote. I thought I would share the lyrics to start this year.
Can you hear the melody within ... It is so easy to forget the strength of the inner self, especially in a hate torn war where peaceful resolve with others seems so distant. (Image by O... ~*~ Dear Friends, With this news, my trip to Europe has been postponed. It''s been a very trying time just now.~*~
warm hugs and love to all
Elga :) With so much death in the world, one is compelled to wonder on such a moment. Regardless of one’s belief system, might that split second be the transi... With so much death in the world, one is compelled to wonder on such a last breath moment. Regardless of one’s belief system, might that split second b... When a life of reflecting so many different and needful variations
along the way,
it has come time to bring further reflecting
on so many entranc... Writing prompt
1. Nothing lasts forever
2. Live for today
3. Any day can be the last
4. Forgive and forget
5. Pondering past mistakes
6. Crying out... (English version of Ultima Carta. Not perfect, but a pretty good facsimile) We are born on a life line with a pulse to balance throughout life where upon a line we must write our existence.
Tis not life a balancing line? A prosetry exploration on being alone in a big city where creating unique company, especially late night, early morning, is often the only means for m... Several years ago, when I still wrote exclusively in Portuguese, I was very fond of creating literary characters. Some of them had long and very event...
Our society has made legacies a financial ending to life. What will you leave behind? Where’s your success evidence? Well… there’s more to one’s ... My poem is about someone who feels like she is in prison and has no key. She feels that her life is shattered until she meets the man of her dreams. S... Experience seems to reinforce: “what we resist persists.” Death is such an unknown. We all want to dream as if we’ll live forever, but perhaps we shou... I wrote these lyrics in the early 1990s as I did some deep soul searching. Always we hope someone else has the answer, some other place will be better, some other time it will all turn out. This is it; no one else has the ans... It seems amidst all the turmoil of the world, each day brings word of Man’s new discoveries. Science Daily published “Learning Best When You Rest: Sle... |
