10 October 2008

08 October 2008


I DO

are two simple words

but they can mean

everything

and are the hardest two words one person can say

and mean completely

I DO

07 October 2008


Gracefully opening
the rose
revels its color
like a novel
revels its plot
with each turning of the page

02 October 2008

Little flowers
can be promiscuous
when their color
pops in a field of green

30 September 2008

Love is


Love
is
making a choice
to do the right thing
no matter how it affects others

Love
is
sticking to it
and being determined
to find good in the other person

Love
is
forgiving each other
and trying to forget
transgressions but not loving actions

Like the good book says

Love is patient and kind and neither proud nor boastful. It protects all, heals all, cares for all.

29 September 2008

Life
is what
we make of it
And sometimes
is nothing more
then that

But sometimes
Life is
so much more
then what we think it should be
because we
hope for
the best

23 September 2008

The waves call to me
as I sit here
in the midst of land
wondering when I will ever see
the ocean
and the sand
and hear the gulls call
as they fly overhead
or taste the salt spray
as the waves roar in
to greet the beach.

Landlocked as I am now
A mermaid without water
unless I make another journey to the sea
it will only live in my dreams

19 September 2008

Someone
once said
that love
heals everything
if one lets it
so do I?

18 September 2008

15 September 2008

hope


Color blooms
even when there's no hope
Life thrives
even under the harshest conditions
Birds soar
even with clipped wings
Hope conquers
because it can

14 September 2008



Water rushes
into sound
as I sit
and watch
God's wonder
in a fall

12 September 2008


if time
could heal all wounds
and i'm sorry
could make a difference
then i wouldn't be sitting here
with tears in my eyes
wishing the mountain would go by

11 September 2008

road leading home


the road leading home
sometimes seems to be nothing more
then an overgrown path
because few seem to tread
upon its rails

03 September 2008


There is a longing
To be a better person
Then people think I should be
To be perfect
Even though I know I can't
To do everything right
When it's not humanly possible.

05 February 2008

So Here I sit

So here I sit

Waiting

Watching

Wondering

When life will begin

When stress will end

When people will start living up to promises made

I focus

On the junk that clouds up

The real meanings

The beauty

Of the world around me

So here I sit

Watching

In awe

10 May 2007

I wish
that people
would see
that toying
with emotions
like a yo-yo
does nothing
more then
tearing
people
down

05 May 2007


People can't stop being selfish, can they?


Course then again, thinking about that makes me realize how selfish I am too.


But then again, I support my friends as much as I can


All I ask is that they do the same for me at the moment


But I hate having to call on them to do it


I had hoped they would be as giving with me as I am with them


But I guess not


I give so much and usually ask for so little in return


But a part of me feels so selfish at the moment


For even expecting them to be as giving


SIGH

21 March 2007

I'm beginning to think that people just like to sit and complain about how everything is everyone else's fault and not any of their own.....

17 March 2007

Are we here?


So there i was

sitting

thinking

feeling

when it hit me

maybe this is all just

a dream

06 January 2007

Just been thinking a bit tonight – here’s my thoughts – because I tend to write better in poetry form then prose, I hope no one minds:


Life in general
Sometimes bugs the crap out of me
With all the rules
The dictates and deadlines
The hassles of everyday
And the

People in general
Sometimes bother me
Their two faced ways
Their lies and broken promises
Their competition
The grief they try to cause

Am I so naïve
To believe in promises
Made by people
Who have made promises before
And broke them?

Do I seem so innocent
That people can
And do try
To make me look
Like the idiot?

Am I a fool
For always trying
To see good in people
No matter how they frustrate me
And make me feel like crap?

I put myself through so much
To please
Others who can’t be happy
And it bothers me
That I do that To myself