gREATFUL |
The Holidays are upon us once more, busy, hustle and bustle, rip and run, over spend over eat, cooking shopping entertaining, trying to please, tempers flair, no time for me, no time for christ our lo...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 06:15:00 GMT |
poetry |
Why do i love poetry? its self expression, you share your deepest emotions with the world, its such an art, a play on words, its hard to put into words, i love the sound and the taste of poetry ...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 15:45:00 GMT |
15 years later... |
Early morning i open my eyes i see your face, you're still sleeping peacefully i watch, i listen to the sounds you make, i watch your chest rise and fall, i smile what a beautiful sight 15...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 06:19:00 GMT |
Just love me... |
Just love me.. I didnt say it would be easy, nothing worth having is easy it takes work and trust, tears and fears, pain and rain, but through it all i ask you to do th...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 19:26:00 GMT |
Touch me |
Touch me...but not with your hands, make love to me, but our bodies never meet...miles away from me hear me whisper i love you, stand close behind me your breath on the back of my neck i stop breathin...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 16:20:00 GMT |
My Beautiful Daughter |
I remember the day god let me see your face, just like it was yesterday the memory is embeded in my heart, mind and soul, you are worth all those hours of pain, its funny but i dont remember the pain ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 05:57:00 GMT |
Folders in my mind |
I awoke this morning, do i get up or do i lay here big decision on your day off? early a.m. everything is still and quiet, my favorite time of day peace is abounding, a bird sings at my window, i deci...
Posted by on Fri, 25 May 2007 08:42:00 GMT |
thankful |
Where do i start? This is one of those mornings you are glad to be alive the sun is shining bright, the birds are singing, all is well with my soul... My dayughter is in town, my bright shining star c...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 09:06:00 GMT |
Private Vaults |
Why do we loose ourselves in relationships? We try to please and appease, we listen but are rarely heard, we give and yet we receive so little in return. Their dreams become our dreams, we help them ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 May 2007 15:35:00 GMT |
Finding G& |
Not that she's lost, mind you, just misplaced at times. Here I am a fifty something black female, who has always dreamed of writing. Writing what? I don't know yet, but that still falls under my misp...
Posted by on Sat, 12 May 2007 20:02:00 GMT |
