“So Vulnerable” I am secretly So vulnerable This woman of loneliness I am like a restless intense little girl With my dark hair and brown eyes Who still make a strong “showing” In my silent fight with mid - life – “workouts” With perennial grace I drape myself in soft-fitting white The only caress I allow myself And if someone would hold me tenderly I think I would shatter… Into real sharp gleaming slivers Even before… he could fold me in his arms When he look at me I avert my eyes Incase he reads… the pain In what I just Said
I really loved this one My friend Tinka
you managed to send mt back in time
some thirty years, and a few tears
as I remmebered
My daughter dancing for me
to the tune of "the Music Box Dancer"
she was so beautiful then,
I really wished she never grow up
glad she did. she blest me
with three most beautiful granddaughters.
William ....Thank you love
Peace & Love
oldest are twins
There's a darker and sadder side to this poem. One that can't be masked or distracted from by the cute animated images...
I pray you will find the inner strength to grow through this time of conflict and to blossom. Into the unique and beautiful person the Lord knows your are...
there's something to what Dave just wrote. when I finally broke down and admitted just how hurt I really was and became vulnerable (feeling as if I would shatter), that's the point I identify as a turning back toward love and really being alive. thanks for this poem, Tinka.
Being vulnerable, and realizing it, is part of the cure. As children of God, we are loved. As children of God, we deserve love. Let go of the fear (anger turned inside out), take a chance and find love again. You deserve it...
Dear Tinka,
I found this deeply moving. A poem so filled with yearning but also fear. How much you long for love and yet how undeserving you feel. I don't believe you have been treated right. You deserve to be honoured and adored sweet lady! I pray that you experience this kind of love and that the vulnerability slowly seeps away! Lovely work!
With love
Chanti
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 29, 2005
Sadness behind a happy mask.
Okies, I don't mind letting you guys win one game.
But not against us..
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 29, 2005
I love the music and the poetry and that picture was an extra nice touch.
It takes you to a dark place in the company of two of New York's finest detectives as they go the extra mile to bring a sadistic serial killer to justice.
Book 5, the final story in the Wilderness Series--A marvelous and fantastic journey, enjoy little known history crafted with original, brilliant unforgettable moments, unforgettable characters, and an unforgettable adventure that will keep you shakin
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moment....lol!!
you managed to send mt back in time
some thirty years, and a few tears
as I remmebered
My daughter dancing for me
to the tune of "the Music Box Dancer"
she was so beautiful then,
I really wished she never grow up
glad she did. she blest me
with three most beautiful granddaughters.
William ....Thank you love
Peace & Love
oldest are twins
Reindeer
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Love your little graphics!
I pray you will find the inner strength to grow through this time of conflict and to blossom. Into the unique and beautiful person the Lord knows your are...
Take care and travel safe...
Love your llttle friends, you and your poetry!
luv,eileen
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Hope as is well with ya Tinka....
Beautiful pic; powerfully emotive write; superlative!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Take care,
Sherry
I found this deeply moving. A poem so filled with yearning but also fear. How much you long for love and yet how undeserving you feel. I don't believe you have been treated right. You deserve to be honoured and adored sweet lady! I pray that you experience this kind of love and that the vulnerability slowly seeps away! Lovely work!
With love
Chanti
Okies, I don't mind letting you guys win one game.
But not against us..
(((HUGS))) and much love (and continued prayers), your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :(