Poem |
Lost in Waiting
Her grasping hands find nothing but
misty dreams
that may slip away at one
mis-step
by mis-step walking a ragged
path
through her heart.
Beating restless against
...
Posted by Angie on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 05:34:00 PST |
Poem-Slow Falling |
Slow falling into our
feathered embrace
Pillowed thoughts press against the
inside of my mouth
Words tangle around rapid heart beats
tripping my tongue.
A stream of coincidences
...
Posted by Angie on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 03:08:00 PST |
Vacation |
So I think I am filling up on exactly what I needed. Time to be with people who love me no matter what...even when I am acting crazy...people I can be silly with. So seeing my mom was a good idea...be...
Posted by Angie on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 01:39:00 PST |
Looking for my happiness |
What is happiness? You expect as you go through life that tommrow will bring what you want or think you need...and that is when it will come. I am not so sure that is how it works. What if being happy...
Posted by Angie on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 08:30:00 PST |
Why is my dog sad? |
So, I think my dog is sad...I don't know why she runs my house...she gets anything she wants but she keeps crying all the time for no reason. Maybe I am bringing her down hee hee...She is doing the mo...
Posted by Angie on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 09:48:00 PST |
Moods |
So, when will my moods stop jumping around like I am some crazy person? Well, I am crazy but more crazy then I usually am. One min I am weeping all over my poor dog or my friends, the next I am l...
Posted by Angie on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 08:45:00 PST |
Proud Auntie! |
My baby sister just had her baby 5 hours ago...a little bitty girl! YEA! I am so proud of you sissy!!!! SEEEE HER PRETTY PICS!!!!!!!
Posted by Angie on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 01:21:00 PST |
My Enemy, My Love |
My Enemy, My Love Faint heartbeats in thefrozen silence. Whispered sighsecho through the sterilizedroom. Death's footsteps treadingon held tongues. He lays a patronizing hand on hertrembling fing...
Posted by Angie on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 06:15:00 PST |
Thoughts on Home |
Home Sweet Home Driving down the street toward my house the first thing seen is my yard. Wild grass popping up everywhere; uncontrolled, and free. I have so many great memories from this yard, alone a...
Posted by Angie on Tue, 10 Jan 2006 11:03:00 PST |
