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"guaranties" poems
you can never be sure, of what the future holds. you can only be sure, of this moment now. as people grow and change, so do their feelings, and their wants, and their needs. there are no guaranties. forever, is actually just for now. so enjoy what you have, while you have it. enjoy your love. reap the gains. and when it dies, embrace the change. release your pains, and try again. your only loosing a body. the memories, the lessons, the experience, will always remain. forever ingrained...
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
Change
No not the falls but the laugh phenomenal engaging pure intoxicating the crinkle of eyes the Aliveness the reverberation does fall and streams down like water it washes ones face nothing Holds it back part of its softer moods is its winsomeness airy innocence that speaks tenderly as It outwardly shouts what a find recently I spoke of the money I spent trying to find a singer to Move and touch my soul so many was good and held promise but time after time Disappointment it’s the same nothing is prettier than ones smile they are wonderful you Cherish them and then you see the day change in a moment electricity crackles a heart shines Through every pour of a face we are all blessed with a special something that makes us unique A quiet power to touch a sweeping away of cares and frowns it spills down country lanes quaint Sidewalks of the mind when it is observed it is telling in that it dispels the lie that life is nothing But pain and drudgery my contrary heart argues such statements but the soul and spirit Overrule by having just been ignited thrown into a tizzy thats alright everyone needs to get tizzy Every once in a while the blues is cruel laughter shoots them down allows you to bounce back And enjoy life laughter truly is like a medicine well if she isn’t hospital size she is defiantly a Clinic no guaranties in life they say I’ll give this one look into that laugh your expression and Outlook will change it worked for her here is her own direct quote “Previously my life was Complex, I helped make it that way. Now, I keep it simple and fun.” Take delirious look at it Aghast as we must we can’t have that so throw a big pinch of sober a tiny dash of dower ok fine Now just for a minute laugh your head off good lord what fun don’t worry about the stunned Faces they will get over it I bet a lot of country people have had similar experiences if they own A jack *** you know how they have those signs in some neighborhoods for different reasons Well some Need no Laughing out loud fuddy dudy lives at such in such address go up behind Them and Scream get Crazy they will live longer and that I can guarantee I have written about a Great lady With a Great laugh enjoy making her acquaintance
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Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 4:30 PM UTC
Victoria
No not the falls but the laugh phenomenal engaging pure intoxicating the crinkle of eyes the Aliveness the reverberation does fall and streams down like water it washes ones face nothing Holds it back part of its softer moods is its winsomeness airy innocence that speaks tenderly as It outwardly shouts what a find recently I spoke of the money I spent trying to find a singer to Move and touch my soul so many was good and held promise but time after time Disappointment it’s the same nothing is prettier than ones smile they are wonderful you Cherish them and then you see the day change in a moment electricity crackles a heart shines Through every pour of a face we are all blessed with a special something that makes us unique A quiet power to touch a sweeping away of cares and frowns it spills down country lanes quaint Sidewalks of the mind when it is observed it is telling in that it dispels the lie that life is nothing But pain and drudgery my contrary heart argues such statements but the soul and spirit Overrule by having just been ignited thrown into a tizzy thats alright everyone needs to get tizzy Every once in a while the blues is cruel laughter shoots them down allows you to bounce back And enjoy life laughter truly is like a medicine well if she isn’t hospital size she is defiantly a Clinic no guaranties in life they say I’ll give this one look into that laugh your expression and Outlook will change it worked for her here is her own direct quote “Previously my life was Complex, I helped make it that way. Now, I keep it simple and fun.” Take delirious look at it Aghast as we must we can’t have that so throw a big pinch of sober a tiny dash of dower ok fine Now just for a minute laugh your head off good lord what fun don’t worry about the stunned Faces they will get over it I bet a lot of country people have had similar experiences if they own A jack *** you know how they have those signs in some neighborhoods for different reasons Well some Need no Laughing out loud fuddy dudy lives at such in such address go up behind Them and Scream get Crazy they will live longer and that I can guarantee I have written about a Great lady With a Great laugh enjoy making her acquaintance
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Once there was a little girl,here in this space. I can't remember when, the time or the place. Then the demons wandered through the woods which were her world, cast slowly in to darkness,and the truth, turned to a pearl. For many years she battled,proficient to the last.But fighting only shadows,was the magic they had cast. So she conjured up companions to help her win the war,now she had so many sides,it's easier to score. One by one those demons, she placed in to a box and buried them deep in the woods, and threw away the past. The shadows still inside her mind,they fed upon the pain, ..."Now my little pretty, you will never be the same". She let the many sides she had, take turns at playing house, each one more hollow than the next, empty and without. She became the caretaker, the keeper of the keys. Guarding over loneliness, a pearl, and disbelief. Then the many different sides, could non of them agree.Who was the greatest qualified, to play the part of me. Every time they argued, someone had to lose. Each one giving up the ghost, & each afraid to choose. Soon it was so empty, that she had to leave the woods,again to fight the shadows, through the bad times and the good. The bad times came in thick and fast,without a time for peace. & Whilst she played with "life's unfairs" back did those shadows creep. Way, way back into the woods, a box they searched there for.To again release those demons, now more power full than before. The demons are more cautious now,they hide inside her dreams,and slowly drive her from her mind, with tortured memories. Then at the very moment that her spirit drew last breath, a hazy glimmer caught her eye, and she couldn't yet forget. Even though still weary,in anguish from her pain,her sward arose high in the air, her innocence to claim. A raging battle had begun,the prize a simple pearl. But that more precious than her life, to just a little girl.Then, as she looked from out my eyes, a vision did she see.A stranger talked of promises, of trust and guaranties. She even heard him call her name, in the middle of a fight,and more and more, would see that with his presence came a light. This light, it was much brighter, than any she had seen. It chased away the demons, and it made the shadows scream. He asked her for an offering, their partnership to seal,she gave the only thing she had, of which she knew was real. Then, after many moments, when that little girl had grown,he gave to her a present,wrapped in words of not alone.She slowly looked beneath the words, and in surprise she saw, a shiny polished tiny pearl, now more precious than before.
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
An ode to my lighthouse
Once there was a little girl,here in this space. I can't remember when, the time or the place. Then the demons wandered through the woods which were her world, cast slowly in to darkness,and the truth, turned to a pearl. For many years she battled,proficient to the last.But fighting only shadows,was the magic they had cast. So she conjured up companions to help her win the war,now she had so many sides,it's easier to score. One by one those demons, she placed in to a box and buried them deep in the woods, and threw away the past. The shadows still inside her mind,they fed upon the pain, ..."Now my little pretty, you will never be the same". She let the many sides she had, take turns at playing house, each one more hollow than the next, empty and without. She became the caretaker, the keeper of the keys. Guarding over loneliness, a pearl, and disbelief. Then the many different sides, could non of them agree.Who was the greatest qualified, to play the part of me. Every time they argued, someone had to lose. Each one giving up the ghost, & each afraid to choose. Soon it was so empty, that she had to leave the woods,again to fight the shadows, through the bad times and the good. The bad times came in thick and fast,without a time for peace. & Whilst she played with "life's unfairs" back did those shadows creep. Way, way back into the woods, a box they searched there for.To again release those demons, now more power full than before. The demons are more cautious now,they hide inside her dreams,and slowly drive her from her mind, with tortured memories. Then at the very moment that her spirit drew last breath, a hazy glimmer caught her eye, and she couldn't yet forget. Even though still weary,in anguish from her pain,her sward arose high in the air, her innocence to claim. A raging battle had begun,the prize a simple pearl. But that more precious than her life, to just a little girl.Then, as she looked from out my eyes, a vision did she see.A stranger talked of promises, of trust and guaranties. She even heard him call her name, in the middle of a fight,and more and more, would see that with his presence came a light. This light, it was much brighter, than any she had seen. It chased away the demons, and it made the shadows scream. He asked her for an offering, their partnership to seal,she gave the only thing she had, of which she knew was real. Then, after many moments, when that little girl had grown,he gave to her a present,wrapped in words of not alone.She slowly looked beneath the words, and in surprise she saw, a shiny polished tiny pearl, now more precious than before.
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The fused light The brightness is tinged in haze it is corresponds to us walking in twilight but is the gift of Discovery that hovers near all is needed is curiosity the needle that will stitch a thousand Wonders take from time and place all guessing fill the abandoned with power and grace The child of yesterday will emerge a wand is held to dispel inroads that have been made By neglect and cruel slights the soft blending is truly the mending that will remove deep lines Of worry and trouble you can’t walk in light and not be refreshed the residue of malignant Thoughts and actions by others or even your self can’t endure light’s purifying qualities as well As sight nullifies the danger of colliding with objects keen eyes see the riches that lie near and Far expectation guaranties prosperity and prepares people mentally in its acquisition the golden Light switches cumbersome burdens acquired in dark desperate hours that offered no relief it Takes the renewing day to give you the power to expel waste that draws from evil darkness our Deeds are contrary because we practiced them while hidden from the light but assurance rises Not just on the distant horizon but in the weakened troubled mind once it has failed true Forgiveness is the rekindling rallying call that light so grandly affords without it victories can’t Be found truth says I am the light and the way how many wayward broken men and women have Found and left their chains of slavery at His feet now they by divine impetus carry themselves Forward carefree unrestricted there is a glowing light from within that can never be darkened Though hell try with all of its might the fight is His and he never has or will be defeated oh sweet Destiny we found you after many days of cruel blindness now we are transfigured we take on The golden soft glowing a comfortable showing that is all bestowing love has its richest flow we Are no longer deceived that life is only things but it is others and Him that only matters what joy You will know when you walk in the light
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 3:34 AM UTC
The fused light
The fused light The brightness is tinged in haze it is corresponds to us walking in twilight but is the gift of Discovery that hovers near all is needed is curiosity the needle that will stitch a thousand Wonders take from time and place all guessing fill the abandoned with power and grace The child of yesterday will emerge a wand is held to dispel inroads that have been made By neglect and cruel slights the soft blending is truly the mending that will remove deep lines Of worry and trouble you can’t walk in light and not be refreshed the residue of malignant Thoughts and actions by others or even your self can’t endure light’s purifying qualities as well As sight nullifies the danger of colliding with objects keen eyes see the riches that lie near and Far expectation guaranties prosperity and prepares people mentally in its acquisition the golden Light switches cumbersome burdens acquired in dark desperate hours that offered no relief it Takes the renewing day to give you the power to expel waste that draws from evil darkness our Deeds are contrary because we practiced them while hidden from the light but assurance rises Not just on the distant horizon but in the weakened troubled mind once it has failed true Forgiveness is the rekindling rallying call that light so grandly affords without it victories can’t Be found truth says I am the light and the way how many wayward broken men and women have Found and left their chains of slavery at His feet now they by divine impetus carry themselves Forward carefree unrestricted there is a glowing light from within that can never be darkened Though hell try with all of its might the fight is His and he never has or will be defeated oh sweet Destiny we found you after many days of cruel blindness now we are transfigured we take on The golden soft glowing a comfortable showing that is all bestowing love has its richest flow we Are no longer deceived that life is only things but it is others and Him that only matters what joy You will know when you walk in the light
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