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The River is Love
The River is Love
Ahem…. found a bit of poetry and an old, honest journal. 1 year ago today, my heart shattered beyond the point that words could express. According to my journal, 4 years ago on this day, my heart was caving in as well. I would just like to give a shout out (if you will) to my awesome God who, four years later/1 year later, has shown me just how much He loves me, and I KNOW I will hurt again, but…
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Little Innocents and Light
Little Innocents and Light
Long drive home, She’s just 12 years old, Making choices in an adult’s world. A boy cries on the long road home. Little innocents shoved into an adult’s world. Take it out on me. Slam doors and say your hateful words. Shut me out. It’s okay, Dear 8 years old, I won’t do you wrong, okay? He can’t sleep without a nightlight, Because the monster was his mom, And it rips out my insides, to know what…
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Till Kingdom
To my readers: I’m still working on the book Finding Hope. I hated the last Chapter I did, and I had to give it a rest for a while and let the whole story line ferment in my brain, but it has properly fermented, and I will be working on it in a little notebook for a while, not posting online, till I’ve gotten a rough draft that was made for myself- not the public. <3
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One Third
I’m sitting in this pitch black room, laptop in front of me, watching a flying ant twirl across the light on my screen. One third of me wants to squish it, while the other thirds of me want to either watch it succeed in doing whatever it is trying to do or simply just let it be until it gives up….and that…my blogging friends (who I have not spoken to in a very long time…sorry…) is how my thoughts…
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The Yellow Snake & Still Digging
The Yellow Snake & Still Digging
Originally posted on Down Cottonwood Lane:
Bodie (left) & Dusty (right) Even with those menacing faces, the girls still touched the snake longer!
I’d talk about school more, but really you don’t want to read about that part of my life. And if you do, well then you have some serious problems! I’d rather talk about walking home from school and every afternoon of our playtime. We are walking…
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Broken Things
“So, do you like her? Berlynn, that is.” Mo transitioned from abrupt laughter to genuine concern about my opinion of his girlfriend.
“She is rich.” I looked at the plush floor, scratching at my neck. “And, I mean, she is not lacking in the beauty department. As a matter of a fact, I can’t think of a department where she is lacking. So I mean, as far as I can tell-”
Mo tapped the floor with his…
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My Eyes
Have you heard of the eyes that steal your soul? Every wish, every dream, every aspiring goal, Every hate, every envy, every evil ambition, In a moment, eyes lock, the deed has been done.
Any lingering hope to hide, The secret you hold inside, Is dashed as these eyes, in a single glance, Twirl with your thoughts in a romancing dance.
Desperately, away you look, While she reads your heart like a…
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Falling Star
Look at the stars with me, Tell me what you see,
Though I see a world of darkness, I also see hope luminesce the sky
I do not know where you are tonight, And I cannot tell you how I hurt inside,
But in a swamp of miry clay, There are good samaritans that steal me away.
So, wherever you are, lover, and if you exist, Lie beneath the same sad sky and know this,
I will wait for you, and I will fight…
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Chapter 12: Nightmares & Alarm Clocks
“When we hit the ground, I need you to imagine an aircraft.” Venia was the only other to repel down the wall with me.
I focused on the rope racing through my fingers. Heat radiated through my hand, but the friction cut only into the leather glove. “An airplane, you mean?”
“Preferably something faster, but you’ve got the idea. As long as it flies, we are in the clear.”
We hit the black gravel…
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Oops I let you play a little tune, On the strings of my heart, And I, like a fool, all along knew,
Scarlet Curtains Gilded words of flattery, Impressed her soul to stay, Yet his true meaning is a death decree,
Vengeance
“Todd, do not do this to me.” My lips sealed. Tears cut across my face like a ship maneuvering through icebergs.
“Give me the syringe, Gath.” He hissed. Todd caught my eyes. These were the eyes of the man I had seen in the first dream, stark and severe.
“I did not betray you. I love you.”
Todd tilted his head, like a lion ready to pounce on his prey. He leaned into me, brushed hair away from my…
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Under the Willow Tree
I will keep all of my tears, Under the weeping willow, While the hummingbirds, so free, Drink nectar. They fly too fast to see my sorrow.
I will keep all of my fears, Buried deep beneath the ocean floor, And while divers search for hidden treasure here, My heart will keep bleeding, hoping for the shore.
So I keep my heartbreak clasped in a locket, While you wear love on your sleeve. Tears stained…
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Barbed Wire
I’m a sparrow caught in barbed wire. Why aren’t you here? Come set me free.
I’m a sparrow deep in the mire, Drowning in my own despair.
I’m a sparrow with broken wings, Struggling in my own fire, trials, toil, and fear. I’m just a sparrow- I need you near.
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Borvin- Entry 1- Dragon Hunters
Karmine- February 13- Journal Entry 1
“Dragons are solitary creatures,” Argo said, “but I can sense their flight presence. They have tells just like a man playing poker.”
Argo points out dragons as we clear the pass. It’s a dangerous hobby, spotting dragons. Any interest in dragons is forbidden. Dragons intrigue me, but I keep my thoughts on the matter bound between the pages of this journal. (mo…
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WHEN A GUY DOESN'T READ BECAUSE IT'S "GIRLY"
I’m just like:
Amen!
or doesn't write....that counts too
Checkers A #poem about the first time I met an old best friend. #ForAlex Tried to find a group, but we were left alone .....who woulda known. Didn't try too late to say goodbye…
