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Thursday, August 30, 2012

My Life and Dream

They all congratulate me
passionately following my dream-
look into my life and see
how tears flow as a stream
drowning out all my fears.
Troubles I have faced in life
pierce my soul like spears;
love grows a midst turmoil and strife-
friendship that never ends-
our twice broken bleeding hearts
eternal love comforts and mends.
-expression of my soul through arts.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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My sanity in the storm
Your love is Tenderness
passion of my youth pain
world of missery
I awake from dreams
crying for the souls
who do not know His Love,
your tender touch a comfort
protect me as I drift
sleepless in silence.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Childhood Dreams

Reaching deep into the heart
dealing with the pain
is often a fearful, difficult task,
but must be done
to experience the cleansing power
of a fresh outlook on life.
A new outlook on life,
and a future of dreams
bright with possibilities.
Invigorating youthful expectations
coupled with wisdom of age
creates wealth and power
to accomplish the dreams
of childhood almost forgotten.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Ordinary Day

I feel good today,
unusually accomplished,
a painting nearly finished,
Ready for the contest.
Now I listen to sappy music,
feeling the flow of emotion.
As I get ready for bed,
alone, yet not lonely.
a brilliant end
to an otherwise ordinary day.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Something to say

I have nothing to say today
not a single thought to utter
grattitude would be polite
for one more day of breath
but it seems an empty shell
I've nothing to fill today with
no new insights or wisdom
Just hollow thoughtless words
and a worn out daily routine
Eat, drink, work, study, Sleep
I dream awake -- something to say.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Raging Wolf Spirit

Deep in the night
a lone wolf cries
howling out his mournful tune
his family and home gone
lost and alone he wanders
no place for warmth
heart and soul gone, destroyed
a beast without conscience
no fear makes him dangerous
where once he hunted meals
praying on the sick or weak
cleansing the flocks and herds
keeping the whole strong and healthy
now he challenges any
who dare stand in his path
raging bloody battles
only fuel the fire within
as a broken earthreal spirit
he haunts a land once protected
until the earth claims him
and his body returns to dust.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

A Mother's Sacrifice

Some feelings run so deep
they are often hard to express
Losing my children, perhaps forever
puts my soul in a state of distress,
I gave them up, not without a fight
I question every day
was this choice what was right?
have I wronged them in some way?
Dearest children, can you ever forgive,
I was not ready, I did not know
the sacrifice a mother makes
when she decides how a child will live
this new family can offer you
comforts, and luxury I could not
but, i hope you always remember
I am the mother who gave birth to you.