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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: August 2009
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Thursday, August 13, 2009. Holding out for nothing,. Because it is all that has been offered. The constant wash of contentment,. Purifies desire and defines treasure. Potential is a Devil and a Darling. It gives sanity in times of waiting,. And hope in times of searching. It gives patience in times of teaching,. And persistance in times of learning. It plays us for a fool when expectations aren't met,. And discourages us when it is not found. Drives us mad when ignored,. And disappears with ignorance.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: December 2008
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Monday, December 29, 2008. My side of the Bed. The gavel has been struck, the Judges ink is dry. 160; So many questions that start with why. The tear ducts are dry, and the lawyers been paid,. 160; I say I don't miss you but I wish you'd stayed. I make myself numb to emotions half dead,. 160; But I still sleep on my side of the bed. I haven't gone anywhere without you yet,. 160; Sometimes I think the worst of me is the best I can get. I feel like a fool, I'm my own biggest liar,. My side of the Bed.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: Missing People
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Thursday, April 5, 2012. Some people miss some people,. Without ever knowing why. And keep on missing people. Until the day they die. I've learned to keep an open eye,. For those my life's been missing,. A new eye for the looking,. And new lips for the kissing. By the way, I learned this truth,. When life brought you to my door. Will you keep an eye with me,. So we can find some more! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. And my Friends Blog too! Long Stop in Left Field. It's been...
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: February 2009
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009. 160;Starting to feel free,. 160;Held back by a conundrum of possibility. What is coming next, without a well laid plan,. 160;Can shake the very bones of a thoughtful man. 160;planned out 'come what may',. 160;Can birth many an exciting day. But possible to a greedy soul,. 160;may leave one in a self-dug hole. So what are the rules of my future glance,. 160;Destiny, Divinity, brute luck, or chance. With first nod to a Maker, time and task are His,. Thursday, February 12, 2009.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: September 2008
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Sunday, September 7, 2008. Ends can be beginnings, thats what some say,. 160; The end of one thing means, I took off my ring today. And what does that mean in the greater scheme of things, . 160; Making and breaking promises, and the removal of rings. Is it okay to feel freedom, rest and relief? 160; And how do I let go of regret, sorrow and grief? Questions are easy, its the answers that seem hard. 160; To a lying greedy soul, they're a fenced in yard. . Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'll Lose You Less.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: July 2008
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Wednesday, July 30, 2008. Resurrection is Just a Death Away. We all want a miracle, but will avoid tragedy at any cost,. 160; We all want to find our way, but won't admit were lost. We all want to be included, but won't go through the gate,. 160; We all want the rest, but won't lay with our eternal mate. We all want the healing, but can't admit we're ill,. 160; We all want to hear God, but we won't sit still. We all need the life guard, but hide the fact we can't float,. I do has turned to I'm done,.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: July 2009
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Thursday, July 30, 2009. She usually floats across the wood,. So gentle and serene. But tonight it's such a thunderous din,. It really sounds quite mean. It's never her intent to saunter,. With such thump and womp. But she's been drinkin'. The four-glasses of wine stomp. Saturday, July 4, 2009. Love's a game you've folded on, time and time again. I want to be around you, when you tell love you're all in. The creator has His work to do, to ready you for the fray. Content with a checklist's. Longing is odd...
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: April 2009
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009. Clamour and stammer to the next big sale,. 160;Cheese puff jars as big as a whale. Commercials are running from Coast to Coast,. 160;To advise me of what I need the most. The sight turns to like, then to want, then a need,. 160;Contentment abolished by systemic greed. And coupons promise savings galore,. 160;Put it on credit and I can get more. For stuff and for things I will misbehave,. 160;Purchasing my master, becoming its slave. It's all not enough! My decisions proclaim,.
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Muse-lings and write-down-itys: March 2009
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Friday, March 27, 2009. Keys to the Kingdom. I've lived in places with cardboard walls,. 160;And yellow lines along cell block halls. Once there was a time when there were keys in my pocket,. 160;Now precious to me as a lovers locket. But it's my third time getting out of the pen,. 160;Is this the time I start collecting keys again? Can I hope for a life with access and trust,. 160;Or will barred windows mark this try a bust,. Keys are just tiny little pieces of steel,. 160;Shaped to move a cryptic wheel.
