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Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Everybody can shine Don't let the others tell you what you must do. Be yourself. Enjoy every day, each morning breeze, caressing your face and greeting you as a friend. The sun that warms your body from the in and outside. You will smile and others will smile back. Turn sadness and anger into joy, self-confidence, health and happiness. Everyone can shine, like a bright star, high in the sky. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Jim Martin Send message Joined: 21 Jun 03 Posts: 2473 Credit: 646,848 RAC: 0 |
Amendment to "Buckets of Blood -- Take Two": Insert the words, "i heard" after "imagining". Apologies for the late amendment, but have beat my head against the wall, on this; fortunately, I have a friend, here, who, also, writes (and, has published) poetry -- he, nudged me into strengthening the ending, and so . . . jm |
Jim Martin Send message Joined: 21 Jun 03 Posts: 2473 Credit: 646,848 RAC: 0 |
Banishment To banish, or, not to banish -- that is the question. Whether to suffer the rhythm and rhyme of perceived lesser poets, or, to banish them off to poets' hell. . . Should we form into hardened camps, and shout at one another -- or worse? Or, welcome all, into land of verse. And, yet, better for the world, if the only topic of contention was poetry. * * * j. r. martin 12 October 2012 |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
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Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Love Love is like heaven in your heart. Without Love, there's nothing... Love is like a new start. You want to scream and sing. When your day is sad, like the rain, think of Love and it will set you free. Remember, things can also go wrong. But also know, Love will always survive... Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Daniel Michel Send message Joined: 2 Feb 04 Posts: 14925 Credit: 1,378,607 RAC: 6 |
"One From Another" i don't know you but i know you i know that you are here or there or somewhere i can feel your presence sense your reality every part of you that i can't touch sits on the other side of a screen a screen that i am aware of a screen that i can never reach beyond so it will have to be enough to sense you where you are wherever it is you are even though i can't cross the invisible boundary the one that separates us one from another (2012 db michel) PROUD TO BE TFFE! |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Freedom Imagine that feeling, when you close your eyes. You're the eagle who flies to a place called paradise. Feel the wind in your face and the space all around. Feel the joy of your freedom. Nothing left duty bound. Sweet sound of Nature, full of power and peace, played by mountains and waters, sang by flowers and trees. You try to hold on to that feeling, become one with the bird. When you remember your freedom, there's nothing left to concern. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
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Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Eyes Just one look and he's got nothing to say. A thousand things cross his mind but still he feel the silent calmness that she brings, when her eyes are speaking for her. One moment feels like a while, when their looks meet with a silent smile. Her eyes make him stare and her words make him dare. Everything has it's effect, so he just smiles and she lasts... Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Count Count the blessings that you had and you will feel no fear. Count the whispers of the wind, the voices that you hear. Count the chances you have had, don't let them all pass by. Count the cards of all your friends and know that you will be allright! Julie Detavernier (2012) (I wrote this for a friend who has a difficult time with illness...) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Jim Martin Send message Joined: 21 Jun 03 Posts: 2473 Credit: 646,848 RAC: 0 |
HURRICANE It didn't behave like anything you had ever imagined. The wind tore at the trees, the rain fell for days slant and hard. The back of the hand to everything. I watched the trees bow and their leaves fall and crawl back into the earth. As though, that was that. This was one hurricane I lived through, the other one was of a different sort and lasted longer. Then I felt my own leaves giving up and falling. The back of the hand to everything. But listen now to what happened to the actual trees; toward the end of that summer they pushed new leaves from their stubbed limbs. It was the wrong season, yes, but they couldn't stop. They looked like telephone poles and didn't care. And after the leaves came blossoms. For some things there are no wrong seasons. Which is what I dream of for me. Mary Oliver, from her book, "A Thousand Mornings" * jm |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Your name I wanted to write your name in the sand, but the water washed it away. I wanted to write your name on a paper, but somebody threw it away. I wanted to write your name in a tree, but somebody cut it. I wanted to scream your name but the wind blew it away. So I decided to put your name into my heart, so I can always cherish you. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Porcelain Doll Her pale skin and colored lips. Bittersweet porcelain doll. Where are your shimmering eyes glaring at? A skin so cold it can't feel the warmth of love. Dear porcelain doll, so fragile. Will your skin crack under a gentle meant touch? A heart like a clock. It's ticking but isn't alive. Lifeless porcelain doll, how long has it been since your heart drifted off? Sadly, only there to witness, insignificant porcelain doll. Are you so fearful to hide behind your bitterness? Empty, without any sense or feeling, beloved porcelain doll. She's the one that makes you feel alive. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Not Today So many questions left unanswered. So many words left unspoken. Can someone live with the knowledge of being broken. Broken in every way, trust, compassion is lost every day. Life seems awkward, surreal. Someone tell me what's the deal, Am I being afraid of the things I had, or is it different, am I glad? Is it over, was it there? I there trust or was it all a lie? A lie for life, a lie we live with or is it what I really am? I cannot seem to hold on, cannot hold on to the thought of being alone. Must have a reason... Maybe, just maybe... Not today. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Curly Girl Curly Girl, where are you? I see you when I sleep. Lovely Girl, I miss you. I think of you and weep. You were not ready for goodbye, so now you follow me around. Every time, you make me cry. Please, put my feet back on the ground. I like when I see you every night, when you come to me, but believe me, it's not right, so let me live reality. I say goodbye, take good care. I'll manage on my own. In my heart you're always there and I never feel alone. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Jar of smiles and a secret box In my secret box I've got a jar of smiles. I stack them up as I live my miles. In my thoughts there is a song and as I sing it silently, nothing goes wrong and I laugh quietly. In my head I've got my own secret box and as I walk my miles, I discover I'm one big paradox. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Jim Martin Send message Joined: 21 Jun 03 Posts: 2473 Credit: 646,848 RAC: 0 |
Today Today I'm flying low and I'm not saying a word. I'm letting all the vodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little, the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten. And so forth. But I'm taking the day off. Quiet as a feather. I hardly move though really I'm traveling a terrific distance. Stillness. One of the doors into the temple. * Mary Oliver, "A Thousand Mornings" |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
Reincarnation In light and timeless, we choose our own identity. Integrated in all its cells and in full emotion can tell. Move in energy, knowledge and skills of a genius. Holographic visible, communicative understandable. Full with solutions that everyone will tolerate. Heavenly spheres recognized and known by experience. Julie Detavernier (2012) rOZZ Music Pictures |
Daniel Michel Send message Joined: 2 Feb 04 Posts: 14925 Credit: 1,378,607 RAC: 6 |
"Three Hundred Years" three hundred years from now i'll come back home for one last time to see if what was built to last has lasted i'll look at where we walked my long gone friends and i i'll think of those old days three centuries long gone by i wonder what they'd think if they could see me then three hundred years from now when i come here again. (2012 db michel) (From a dream...or something) PROUD TO BE TFFE! |
Julie Send message Joined: 28 Oct 09 Posts: 34053 Credit: 18,883,157 RAC: 18 |
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