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WHEN I WAS NOT MYSELF   There is beauty in my soul And kindness in my heart A sadness for mistakes I made When I was not myself   It’s easy to go astray And lose oneself When you follow not your spirit Or the whispers in your head   The desire not to hurt
Marta · 85 days ago

My first memories of poetry were from A Child’s Garden of Verse by Robert Louis Stevenson, the same author who wrote the beloved classic Treasure Island A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young, Now We Are Six, and the Winnie the Pooh stories. These beloved ve
Marta · 1975 days ago

I saw you while you watched your love But a moment it was, a glance I seized like a common thief, snapping a photo without permission. As soon as I did, guilt left me stricken. You’re an opportunist, I thought, Always sniffing out the raw, the real, Feathe
bookmark_terry · 2042 days ago

2012 Election Haiku #5 by Beth Landau   My name is Beth Landau And I approve these haiku. (I had to do it.)   See more at my blog, Nascent Niknud: http://bit.ly/Sx8IAj
theblandau · 2056 days ago

2012 Election Haiku #4 by Beth Landau Cast your jaded vote. Our responsibility Supersedes our doubt.   See more at my blog, Nascent Niknud: http://bit.ly/Sx8IAj
theblandau · 2056 days ago

2012 Election Haiku #3 by Beth Landau Local businessman Threatened lay-offs should Mitt lose. Oh, ethics shmethics.   See more at my blog, Nascent Niknud: http://bit.ly/Sx8IAj
theblandau · 2056 days ago

2012 Election Haiku #2 by Beth Landau All these cross-aisle vows. Is bipartisanism Even possible?   See the rest at on my blog, Nascent Niknud: http://bit.ly/Sx8IAj
theblandau · 2056 days ago

Let's not be silly. Of course I care who you pick. That's why I don't ask.   More at: http://bit.ly/Sx8IAj  
theblandau · 2056 days ago

I wrote a little piece for fun yesterday which I posted on my blog. Do celebrities think they can really buy everything? Makes you wonder. Would I want to cash in on my baby's name? What do you think? Do they really need more money? Take a look. Warning! B
Elle · 2069 days ago

Fade to grey No one sees No one knows Would they even care? What am I doing? It hurts but I feel relief Nobody sees the pain inside of me Nobody wants to know Not really I disappear in front of their eyes But they’re too blind to notice Or perhaps th
Elle · 2076 days ago

A little bird has landed, twisting my thoughts for you to enjoy. My new collection of poems is available on amazon. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009FO2CA8 Happy reading! Hope you will enjoy my poems.  
Elle · 2099 days ago

During the next three days, until 11:59pm on September 4th, 2012. Wee Three: A Child's World, kindle edition is free. I hope you will take advantage of this offer, and delve into the innocent pleasures of your childhood.   Share with a friend, child or gra
Marta · 2121 days ago

I’m a living, breathing personI think, work, and love as you doI’m not an extension of you...   http://www.martamoranbishop.com/3/post/2012/09/im-a-woman.html  
Marta · 2122 days ago

Peace washes in and through me, Like the tides upon the shore.   I’m a woman on the verge, I’m free to be who I am.   Hurtful words can harm me not Judgments made from lies and tales.   I’m a woman on the verge, Living with honor and joy.   Through my spir
Marta · 2181 days ago

This is the last time I will tell this story.   I need my mother’s love.   I knew this all of my life and It is still true today.   I need my mother’s love.   She was beautiful and I would have told her so if I wasn’t so afraid she’d hit me.   I need my mo
bookmark_terry · 2239 days ago

  What do you want? What is it you want? As your amethyst eyes Slither over my face Paw my neckline Denting my nonchalance My demeanour so cool – You’d swear I drank milk.     What do you want? What is it you want? Do you assume me Your answer, so easily W
bookmark_terry · 2253 days ago

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
bookmark_terry · 2258 days ago

Freeing myself from within is a huge job for me.  I have been working on it, on different levels, for decades. Still, I find comfort in words that, at once, reveal and guide me through the seemingly endless maze. This poem always helps stoke my inner power
bookmark_terry · 2320 days ago

  Thank you for allowing me good housing, warmth, ample food, healthcare and good health.   Thank you for my eyes and having the ability to see without them. Thank you for my ears and not needing them to hear.   Thank you for the gift of intuition, compass
bookmark_terry · 2365 days ago

I didn’t even know, My little hitchhiker, I never caught his name, Over highways we flew. I was all warm inside, He took his ride outside, Holding on for dear life, To the trunk of my car. http://weethreenews.blogspot.com/2011/11/hitchhi
Marta · 2406 days ago
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