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Pauly's Poems: Poor
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Thursday, September 17, 2009. I wish I could write you everyday. But I'm afraid you might expect it. What you may think about me worries me though. As well as what you might say about me, from day to day. All I want is your love. I just want your approval. I want things to be perfect. Wish things were different. I would see you all the time. Without you I'm worthless. I'm guilty and a disgrace.
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Pauly's Poems: Travel
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Saturday, December 17, 2011. Your back is away from the floor boards. My feet are as high as they can possibly be. Hoping for somewhere to go from here. Maybe we will wake up and see. Taking us pass the horizon. Beyond the grass littered fields. I'm taking you on my path. Where you willingly agree to be there forever. Standing in the light dividing the source of it. Changing the darkness for the better.
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Pauly's Poems: April 2009
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Friday, April 24, 2009. 30 years old today. 30 years old today. I don't feel too bold this way. While I'm trying to reconnect. My mind has been so far swept. A lot like my intelect,to remember I would miss. But now, what do I know. I'm still only 30 years old. People may clear the way this time. Noticing the change in me. The difference about me magnifys their view. Now they know what I'm going to do.
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Pauly's Poems: February 2009
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Wednesday, February 25, 2009. I've been surprised before but nothing like this. Previous engagements turn up and my heart sinks. I would like to act as if nothing has happened. Sooner than later, I must confront whats in front of me. Why I feel this way, is beyond what I think. What do I want? What do I miss? Today changes, along with my life. The sharpest knife cut straight through my mind.
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Pauly's Poems: October 2011
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Tuesday, October 11, 2011. The light along the hall gave off a shadow that reminded me of things I shouldn't forget and things that I will always want to remember and think about to carry on as if nothing has happened. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All Of Pauly's Poems. The light along the hall gave off a shadow that re.
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Pauly's Poems: the pain is real
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Wednesday, June 15, 2011. The pain is real. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). All Of Pauly's Poems. The pain is real.
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Pauly's Poems
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Tuesday, October 11, 2011. The light along the hall gave off a shadow that reminded me of things I shouldn't forget and things that I will always want to remember and think about to carry on as if nothing has happened. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). All Of Pauly's Poems. The light along the hall gave off a shadow that re.
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Pauly's Poems
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Wednesday, June 20, 2007. The night breeze puts me at ease. So I lite a smoke and take a drink. Doing all I can, just trying not to think. I look up at the stars, although I feel I'm behind bars. Why did I treat you that way? You deserved less than what I gave. Too late now to change it. Moving on knowing, I can't face it. But the memory stays. I must have loved you,. In some way but I cannot place it.
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Pauly's Poems: December 2011
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View my complete profile. Bits and Pieces Of Driftwood. Songs Of A Beachcomber. A Whole New World. Saturday, December 17, 2011. Your back is away from the floor boards. My feet are as high as they can possibly be. Hoping for somewhere to go from here. Maybe we will wake up and see. Taking us pass the horizon. Beyond the grass littered fields. I'm taking you on my path. Where you willingly agree to be there forever. Standing in the light dividing the source of it. Changing the darkness for the better.