kristy - Hello Poetry

Your words dance Landing perfectly Upon my heart Like a slow motion glide The ballet begins Raising the rate With each breath Commanding the stage Demanding an audience From a simple Plie' Stretching, pushing, pressing To the long awaited Yet under rated Pirouette Your words land Holding life in your hands Capturing me K.Turnage 5-8-15

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May 8, 2015

May 8, 2015 at 10:22 PM UTC

The Dance

Your words dance Landing perfectly Upon my heart Like a slow motion glide The ballet begins Raising the rate With each breath Commanding the stage Demanding an audience From a simple Plie' Stretching, pushing, pressing To the long awaited Yet under rated Pirouette Your words land Holding life in your hands Capturing me K.Turnage 5-8-15

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Silence rages Like the perfect storm Ceasing breath, sound and substance Yet, even the silence can't stop The heart from beating Nor the weight of hurt felt Wish to God silence could cease The sound of words wielded As weapons, piercing tips, Tongues heavy anvils...drop Sinew torn with intent, Hopes even, to crush bone Quiet sad the state of things when Pleasure is derived from open mockery Exposure of faults, failings and wrongs I never was one for Modern day entertainment Arrogance paraded on a Foundation built on self alone Simply thought a semblance of comfort Would be found in seeing her words Her thoughts, a window to her world Alas, again I'll put pen to paper Baring my soul, setting free the burden Eliminating the presence That sparked it all...mine Knowing some amends can't be made I welcome the silence and pray to forget Erasing it completely...delete K. Turnage K.Turnage 3-4-2015

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Mar 4, 2015

Mar 4, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC

Silence

Silence rages Like the perfect storm Ceasing breath, sound and substance Yet, even the silence can't stop The heart from beating Nor the weight of hurt felt Wish to God silence could cease The sound of words wielded As weapons, piercing tips, Tongues heavy anvils...drop Sinew torn with intent, Hopes even, to crush bone Quiet sad the state of things when Pleasure is derived from open mockery Exposure of faults, failings and wrongs I never was one for Modern day entertainment Arrogance paraded on a Foundation built on self alone Simply thought a semblance of comfort Would be found in seeing her words Her thoughts, a window to her world Alas, again I'll put pen to paper Baring my soul, setting free the burden Eliminating the presence That sparked it all...mine Knowing some amends can't be made I welcome the silence and pray to forget Erasing it completely...delete K. Turnage K.Turnage 3-4-2015

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Chartreuse light bleeds through Dated blinds from yester-years Giving sight to evenings demise While giving birth to a new beginning Starting with a single touch One hand sliding into another, fingers intertwined The simplest of acts, but in that moment The earth moved and time, It ceased to exist, revealing a love that began before words were formed or lines penned. A start to something only she Could sense the importance of, and even to her the understanding only came in part Swept up in its forward motion of emotion Left them basking in dawns light. K.Turnage 3-2-2015

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Mar 3, 2015

Mar 3, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC

Dawn's Light

Chartreuse light bleeds through Dated blinds from yester-years Giving sight to evenings demise While giving birth to a new beginning Starting with a single touch One hand sliding into another, fingers intertwined The simplest of acts, but in that moment The earth moved and time, It ceased to exist, revealing a love that began before words were formed or lines penned. A start to something only she Could sense the importance of, and even to her the understanding only came in part Swept up in its forward motion of emotion Left them basking in dawns light. K.Turnage 3-2-2015

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Teach me To number my days To cherish each moment To not take anything for granted To see only the good in people To see in me-what you see To love whole heartedly To forgive without hesitation To give of myself To put others first To be humble in all things To be thankful despite my circumstances To trust you completely. Kristy Turnage 8-18-2013

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Aug 18, 2013

Aug 18, 2013 at 11:48 AM UTC

Teach Me

Teach me To number my days To cherish each moment To not take anything for granted To see only the good in people To see in me-what you see To love whole heartedly To forgive without hesitation To give of myself To put others first To be humble in all things To be thankful despite my circumstances To trust you completely. Kristy Turnage 8-18-2013

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On my hardest day Feeling each hurt Weighted down By each struggle Invaded on every side Darkness threatening To envelope me And suddenly The dawn breaks Chasing away The shadows Its then, that I feel it The strength of your hands Holding me In all my brokenness You love me Back to life Its your grace That carries me Comforts me Strengthens me Stilling my mind Comforting my heart And carressing my soul. Kristy Turnage 8-13-13

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Aug 18, 2013

Aug 18, 2013 at 11:15 AM UTC

Being Held

On my hardest day Feeling each hurt Weighted down By each struggle Invaded on every side Darkness threatening To envelope me And suddenly The dawn breaks Chasing away The shadows Its then, that I feel it The strength of your hands Holding me In all my brokenness You love me Back to life Its your grace That carries me Comforts me Strengthens me Stilling my mind Comforting my heart And carressing my soul. Kristy Turnage 8-13-13

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In the sweet slumber of sleep... I hear you....so softly... Softly you whisper... I try to clear my mind.... I want to focus on every word that is being said... I want to hear all that you have to say... I have waited for this moment.... For what seems like a lifetime.... To hear you finally say those magic words... The words that I long to hear.... I have waited patiently...wondering.... Wishing....longing...unsure.... Is it just me...maybe it is...just me... I clear my head and give you my attention... So gently you touch my face... Brushing the stray hair from my eyes... You lean in to get close to my ear.... Making sure that you are being heard... At last....this is it... The whisper sounds like a song in my ear... Sweet melody of words... Sung only for me.... It's my song.... "You are the one"..."That girl"... Completely lost in you and in your words.... The breath against my cheek... At that moment everything else fades away... Its only those words and the sound of my heart.. Pounding in my ears...taking my breath away.. Its in that moment that I realize... I love you... I awake to the sounds of the morning... And the realization that it was only a dream... In the sweet slumber of sleep... Kristy Turnage 2/4/2010

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Aug 1, 2013

Aug 1, 2013 at 2:40 PM UTC

Slumber of Sleep

In the sweet slumber of sleep... I hear you....so softly... Softly you whisper... I try to clear my mind.... I want to focus on every word that is being said... I want to hear all that you have to say... I have waited for this moment.... For what seems like a lifetime.... To hear you finally say those magic words... The words that I long to hear.... I have waited patiently...wondering.... Wishing....longing...unsure.... Is it just me...maybe it is...just me... I clear my head and give you my attention... So gently you touch my face... Brushing the stray hair from my eyes... You lean in to get close to my ear.... Making sure that you are being heard... At last....this is it... The whisper sounds like a song in my ear... Sweet melody of words... Sung only for me.... It's my song.... "You are the one"..."That girl"... Completely lost in you and in your words.... The breath against my cheek... At that moment everything else fades away... Its only those words and the sound of my heart.. Pounding in my ears...taking my breath away.. Its in that moment that I realize... I love you... I awake to the sounds of the morning... And the realization that it was only a dream... In the sweet slumber of sleep... Kristy Turnage 2/4/2010

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I once felt My words Weren’t enough They fell short Too simple Common Then I realized They were all I had They had to be Enough. Kristy Turnage 6/15/2013

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Aug 1, 2013

Aug 1, 2013 at 2:37 PM UTC

Enough

I once felt My words Weren’t enough They fell short Too simple Common Then I realized They were all I had They had to be Enough. Kristy Turnage 6/15/2013

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Have you ever taken the time... To really search your soul? Ever given much thought.. To the road that you're on? Ever wanted something so bad... With no chance to obtain it... Ever given your heart…. Not known how to refrain it. Ever lived in a fantasy…. A world of make believe? To escape the reality… Of the life you now lead? But what do you do… When the fantasies take form? When the world of the could-be… Becomes the natural or norm? So then you begin… To question it all.. What was real? What was true? Or for the dream did I fall? Ever find yourself so consumed… That you think of nothing else? Ever wanted just your fantasy. Content to put reality on the shelf? Was it just me? Was I in this alone? Did I make it all up? But my heart says “NO” So the final questions… The ones that I need to ask you… If you were given the chance.... Would you take a "re-do"? Or would you take it ALL back... With the snap of a finger? With a magical un-do? Not even my memory can linger. Was it all a mistake? Was it just in my head? Some random…thoughts... Better left unsaid? Or was it just what it seemed... Some strange twist of fate? A perfect dream.... Just a lifetime too late. Kristy Turnage 5/21/2009

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Aug 1, 2013

Aug 1, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC

Have You Ever

Have you ever taken the time... To really search your soul? Ever given much thought.. To the road that you're on? Ever wanted something so bad... With no chance to obtain it... Ever given your heart…. Not known how to refrain it. Ever lived in a fantasy…. A world of make believe? To escape the reality… Of the life you now lead? But what do you do… When the fantasies take form? When the world of the could-be… Becomes the natural or norm? So then you begin… To question it all.. What was real? What was true? Or for the dream did I fall? Ever find yourself so consumed… That you think of nothing else? Ever wanted just your fantasy. Content to put reality on the shelf? Was it just me? Was I in this alone? Did I make it all up? But my heart says “NO” So the final questions… The ones that I need to ask you… If you were given the chance.... Would you take a "re-do"? Or would you take it ALL back... With the snap of a finger? With a magical un-do? Not even my memory can linger. Was it all a mistake? Was it just in my head? Some random…thoughts... Better left unsaid? Or was it just what it seemed... Some strange twist of fate? A perfect dream.... Just a lifetime too late. Kristy Turnage 5/21/2009

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Tired of being broken… Tired of being weak… Tired of letting myself down… Tired of being afraid to speak… Tired of going in this circle… That I keep going in… Tired of being tired… Tired of trying to blend in… Tired of hiding what I feel… Tired of not being real… Tired of going through the motions… Tired of waiting to be healed… Tired of seeing all my faults… Tired of only "wanting" to do what's right… Tired of failing, failing, failing… Tired of losing in this fight.

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Aug 1, 2013

Aug 1, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC

Tired

Tired of being broken… Tired of being weak… Tired of letting myself down… Tired of being afraid to speak… Tired of going in this circle… That I keep going in… Tired of being tired… Tired of trying to blend in… Tired of hiding what I feel… Tired of not being real… Tired of going through the motions… Tired of waiting to be healed… Tired of seeing all my faults… Tired of only "wanting" to do what's right… Tired of failing, failing, failing… Tired of losing in this fight.

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Bring me The very thing That others overlook Dismiss Discount Deny Bring me What I can feel Bring me Your words Kristy Turnage 6/16/2013

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Jul 29, 2013

Jul 29, 2013 at 3:54 PM UTC

Bring Me

Bring me The very thing That others overlook Dismiss Discount Deny Bring me What I can feel Bring me Your words Kristy Turnage 6/16/2013

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