Tangled Webs |
Oh My GOD!!! Why is it we choose the path that we cannot see? There could be huge, neon, signs pointing in the other direction, and we'd still go off blindly in the dark, without a flashligh...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Aug 2008 19:36:00 GMT |
Cant Sleep |
Over the past few years, I've been a lotta places, seen a lot of things and met a whole lotta people. Some famous, some not so famous. I got to live in NYC for a few...Loved it! The smell, the people,...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 23:42:00 GMT |
Shit... |
Food For Thought&Recipe for a Shit Sandwich
Take two people worlds apart in tastes, backgrounds, likes, dislikes&.mix in some charm, good looks and great sex and what do you have? The perfect recipe a...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Nov 2007 16:04:00 GMT |
Would You Change Anything |
I thought at 18 by the time I got to here...42, which seemed ancient back then. I'd have my life figured out. I never expected my husband, five years, two kids and one new home later, to leave me...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 19:09:00 GMT |
Just What I’M Feelin’ |
A Shakespearean Monet
This sonnet painted by your love
Slowly turns the pages of
This masterpiece that is my life
A watercolor bathed in light
As your fingers softly touch my soul
I share with you my...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 11:03:00 GMT |
Dial Tone |
I find it absolutely fasinitating at times to look within myself and just listen to the silence. At first its like static. Like you can't dial in a channel but after awhile you begin to become aw...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 21:27:00 GMT |
GRACE |
This is the second time I've tried to write down what I felt I needed to say this morning. The first time, as my thought was almost complete, I reached for my coffee and everything I'd typed disa...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 05:31:00 GMT |
The Touch |
My soul does not bleed red
By the amber of the fire
My heart does not die
My longing for the touch that
Caresses my love is undoubting
The woman in me yearns for the whispers
Of a gentle kiss that's k...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 00:48:00 GMT |
HUES IN |
My soul sings to me if I listen close enough
Beautiful melodies in hues of "A" minor
Telling me the hidden truths
That my mind refuses to bare
Witness to
It knows my dirty deeds
Yet it stay...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 00:34:00 GMT |
THE INVITATION... |
The Invitation
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache forand if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.It doesn't interest me how old you are.I want to...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 22:51:00 GMT |
