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Nomadic Rhymer

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me


Just a regular barefoot, beach-loving chica with some of the coolest and the best kids ever. Yeah, seriously! :) We are blessed and happy and nothing can change that. Feelin’ that Belizean love...Most of my family live in Belize still but I visit all the time. My new goal is to try to tear myself away from that and visit other areas of the world...I'll start on that as soon as I get back from my trip home at the end of June! I attend Faith Community Church and it keeps me grounded, busy on Sundays, and most of all, plugged in to Jesus and Blessed! I'm a single mom, not too strict (anymore!) and I work with computers, write poetry, and moderate a poetry site...see the purple link!
What am I?
Glittering dust
Or simmering sand
A caring ear
Or helping hand
A loving heart
Or untouched skin
Look deeply within
© Nomad
I'm a Belizean thru and thru, and I love to dance, eat, cook, entertain, socialize with friends, writing poetry, listen to music...love to read...serving in church whenever I can...I'm really laid back...but I do a lot of things on the spur of the moment...like going to Belize or New York! I want to travel the world to meet new people and see new places...and spread the Word....if I'm not feelin too shy!:)I have good friends, could always use more...cause love just keeps growing! I love the beach, the ocean, the sea, the lake, the river (I'll take any body of water I can get! even if I have to go fishing to do it :)
I love people...period…and I find beauty in everyone... hmmm…correction…I look for it! I usually find it too!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

People who genuinely want to be penpals - it doesn't matter from where or who. Funny people. Poetry writers or Poets. People from Central America. People who are Christians...or not...people who need help...people who want to help...always happy to chat with anyone!

My Blog

Darfur poem

Dar fur We fled swiftly into the night wearing nothing but screams the Janjaweed, armed with killer instincts were everywhere it seemed my mother naked to her waist grabbed my hand and held tight she...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 01:39:00 GMT

poem "He Danced"

He Danced! Man made in His image never thought of such chance! For lifelong moments we forgot&He IS "Lord of the Dance"! Upheavals personified new beginnings of surreal life bounced a million light...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 01:05:00 GMT

Poem

The Small "t" the small t is nothing a grain in the sand it's no different from others can't be seen in the hand it lies alongside others good and bad but never stands out whether happy or sad the ...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 08:18:00 GMT

"Me" Poem

Displaced Soul Sitting on a Happy Cloud Me?! I'm here, not there deal with me on my own terms saved& child of Jesus honesty, loyalty and truth as old-fashioned as they be they make up me deal with m...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 15:48:00 GMT

Reply to Black Hand Jacks blog: (I decided to put it here cause its so damn long&.sorry! lol)

Andre - You finally got it done, huh? Couples fight "like that" because they lose respect for each other. We wouldn't fight with our boss like that, for fear of reprisal, or even our friends (hopefull...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 17:00:00 GMT

Christmas

Is it Christmas yet? I am exhausted and still trying to figure out where the time went.  Too much to do and too little time.  I need to give myself the talking to I did with Kayla when I exp...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 12:00:00 GMT

MySpace Worm! Please pass on...

--> end ziffimage //--> A worm is spreading on MySpace through a malicious QuickTime file which uses Apple QuickTime's Javascript support to exploit a vulnerability in MySpace revealed recently...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 14:28:00 GMT

An End to the Election...for now anyway.

Well for one I am unbelievably happy that US elections are over.  After being inundated night and day with calls, commercials on the pros or cons of candidates, issues, etc. it is amazingly peace...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 16:35:00 GMT

Come Fall, Come Winter, The end of my Season...the Sun!

I like Fall because of the huge trees in front of my house that turn orange and red (Beautiful!!)&and many more down the three streets that I drive to get out of my community, but that's about it. brr...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 10:21:00 GMT

Poetic Discourse

The point I make is not to begOr prostrate yourself in discontentDon't fuss and offer up excusesThat end in naught but useless shameStand up for truth and ways of wisdomCoin a phrase of sharp reparte...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 23:11:00 GMT