You had a little typo at the beginning, dear.
But morse code is cool.
Does anyone write?
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I haven't actively written for about 10 years. However, here are a couple of mine. I don't believe these have been published, though I have several that have...
Hope you enjoy.
Hugs.
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THE WINDOW INSIDE
A tear,
so round and clear.
Sometimes collecting in your eyes,
then spilling out by surprise.
Signifying the inside pain,
forever leaving behind a stain,
in your shattered heart of glass.
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LOST ANGEL
An Angel's scream pierces the night,
Her voice is strained and filled with fright;
She's hurt so long, she's hurt so deep,
Now she wants for peaceful sleep.
She lived in peace, she lived in love,
Her heart was pure, just like a dove;
He left her there, all alone,
The only love she'd ever known.
She killed herself in blinding rage,
Such a waste for one her age;
Now she drifts, alone, in pain,
Never to rest in peace again.
If she hadn't made the choice she'd made,
She'd be in peace, her soul'd be saved;
The only Angel I've ever known,
She's the only one I left alone.
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LONELY CHILD
Lonely child out in the cold,
There's no one near for you to hold;
You sit alone with naught to eat,
Your worldly things piled at your feet.
Your folks have left you in the rain,
They hoped you'ld never meet again;
You feel alone, you feel unloved,
The cruelest pain from Heaven above.
What did you do to feel this pain,
And feel these lonely teardrop stains?
Your heart is pure, just like a dove,
Now you just want a little love.
So come with me, I'll take you in,
And you can tell me where you've been;
We can sti and talk a while,
And maybe laugh and make you smile.
And I will sit and hear you through,
Then I will say that I love you;
'Cause the world's a cold and lonely place,
But now it's less one sad face.
* OK, so I posted three. I hope no one minds.
PS: I just remembered that Lonely Child has been published. But I'm pretty sure I never got around to publishing the other two.
Hope you enjoy.
Hugs.
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THE WINDOW INSIDE
A tear,
so round and clear.
Sometimes collecting in your eyes,
then spilling out by surprise.
Signifying the inside pain,
forever leaving behind a stain,
in your shattered heart of glass.
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LOST ANGEL
An Angel's scream pierces the night,
Her voice is strained and filled with fright;
She's hurt so long, she's hurt so deep,
Now she wants for peaceful sleep.
She lived in peace, she lived in love,
Her heart was pure, just like a dove;
He left her there, all alone,
The only love she'd ever known.
She killed herself in blinding rage,
Such a waste for one her age;
Now she drifts, alone, in pain,
Never to rest in peace again.
If she hadn't made the choice she'd made,
She'd be in peace, her soul'd be saved;
The only Angel I've ever known,
She's the only one I left alone.
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LONELY CHILD
Lonely child out in the cold,
There's no one near for you to hold;
You sit alone with naught to eat,
Your worldly things piled at your feet.
Your folks have left you in the rain,
They hoped you'ld never meet again;
You feel alone, you feel unloved,
The cruelest pain from Heaven above.
What did you do to feel this pain,
And feel these lonely teardrop stains?
Your heart is pure, just like a dove,
Now you just want a little love.
So come with me, I'll take you in,
And you can tell me where you've been;
We can sti and talk a while,
And maybe laugh and make you smile.
And I will sit and hear you through,
Then I will say that I love you;
'Cause the world's a cold and lonely place,
But now it's less one sad face.
* OK, so I posted three. I hope no one minds.
PS: I just remembered that Lonely Child has been published. But I'm pretty sure I never got around to publishing the other two.
Last edited by Marilyn on Tue Jan 20, 2004 3:52 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Reality is only a dream that has been brought to life by your belief that it could happen
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Kyra
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Hey CJ,
That was my post as "Guest". I goofed. Thought i was logged in, but apparently not. I've asked Sharon to correct it if she can.
And thanks, you're right. FC and I met only for 3 short months during the Gulf War. He was a complete blessing in my life. A Godsend for sure. We lost touch shortly after the war and I miss him.
FC, mi hermano.
That was my post as "Guest". I goofed. Thought i was logged in, but apparently not. I've asked Sharon to correct it if she can.
And thanks, you're right. FC and I met only for 3 short months during the Gulf War. He was a complete blessing in my life. A Godsend for sure. We lost touch shortly after the war and I miss him.
FC, mi hermano.
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return. - Leonardo DaVinci
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Marilyn
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At CJ's request....
Dare To Dream
When you close your eyes, do you dream?
Do you fly away to sights unseen?
Do you race the birds through golden skies?
Do you see your soul through hidden eyes?
Do you find a love and never leave?
Do you see the one you want to be?
Do you know I'm there, in your dreams?
To hold you close, should you scream.
To lead you through the tears and pain,
And set you on your way again.
To hold you near, and see your heart,
To know your life, and be a part.
So hear my words, and do believe,
Right by your side I'll always be.
To let you have, to let you hold,
Eternal life and wealths untold.
So live your life, clean and pure,
Then dare to dream, the world is yours.
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The Heart Beats On
When the window closes upon the soul,
And you've nothing left but growing old.
When your heart is empty, a hollow bell,
And there's no more wishes in the well.
When you've cried the tears that you can cry,
And the stars are gone down from the sky.
When you've felt the pain of broken hearts,
And you life is missing many parts.
When you've left your love standing there,
And you're drowning in your own despair.
When your heart is broken shards of glass,
And the time has come for you to pass.
When would you know your time has come?
And would you know your life is done?
Because life goes on when all is said,
The heart beats on when it is dead.
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Untitled
My words are my ideas.
My ideas are my thoughts.
My thoughts are my feelings.
My feelings are my heart.
My heart is my soul.
My soul is my life.
My life is my words.
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Snowflakes
They each descend from the sky,
Never really meant to fly.
Floating on translucent wings,
Floating in on air that sings.
They seem to show that they're alive,
They mark their own lonely time.
The settle in, with massive weight,
When joined with others of this fate.
They each descen from the sky,
Each lonely teardrop from your eye.
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Untitled
From the depths of your soul, love had found you...
from the ashes of what was ruined,
it has risen to encompass your whole.
Shining out, like the sun through a wine bottle...
spreading over all that you touch and see;
never ending on its infinite journey.
Collapsing like that of a dying balloon...
falling without knowing where you might land;
or what thoughts might be left, when all is gone.
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Untitled
Clouded windows look across the sea,
as waves of fire wash upon the shore.
Burning away the tears once felt.
Exposing raw emotion to the searing light,
while journeying through the dreamscape of life.
Hope you enjoy.
Hugs.
Dare To Dream
When you close your eyes, do you dream?
Do you fly away to sights unseen?
Do you race the birds through golden skies?
Do you see your soul through hidden eyes?
Do you find a love and never leave?
Do you see the one you want to be?
Do you know I'm there, in your dreams?
To hold you close, should you scream.
To lead you through the tears and pain,
And set you on your way again.
To hold you near, and see your heart,
To know your life, and be a part.
So hear my words, and do believe,
Right by your side I'll always be.
To let you have, to let you hold,
Eternal life and wealths untold.
So live your life, clean and pure,
Then dare to dream, the world is yours.
===================================
The Heart Beats On
When the window closes upon the soul,
And you've nothing left but growing old.
When your heart is empty, a hollow bell,
And there's no more wishes in the well.
When you've cried the tears that you can cry,
And the stars are gone down from the sky.
When you've felt the pain of broken hearts,
And you life is missing many parts.
When you've left your love standing there,
And you're drowning in your own despair.
When your heart is broken shards of glass,
And the time has come for you to pass.
When would you know your time has come?
And would you know your life is done?
Because life goes on when all is said,
The heart beats on when it is dead.
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Untitled
My words are my ideas.
My ideas are my thoughts.
My thoughts are my feelings.
My feelings are my heart.
My heart is my soul.
My soul is my life.
My life is my words.
=======================================
Snowflakes
They each descend from the sky,
Never really meant to fly.
Floating on translucent wings,
Floating in on air that sings.
They seem to show that they're alive,
They mark their own lonely time.
The settle in, with massive weight,
When joined with others of this fate.
They each descen from the sky,
Each lonely teardrop from your eye.
=====================================
Untitled
From the depths of your soul, love had found you...
from the ashes of what was ruined,
it has risen to encompass your whole.
Shining out, like the sun through a wine bottle...
spreading over all that you touch and see;
never ending on its infinite journey.
Collapsing like that of a dying balloon...
falling without knowing where you might land;
or what thoughts might be left, when all is gone.
==========================================
Untitled
Clouded windows look across the sea,
as waves of fire wash upon the shore.
Burning away the tears once felt.
Exposing raw emotion to the searing light,
while journeying through the dreamscape of life.
Hope you enjoy.
Hugs.
Reality is only a dream that has been brought to life by your belief that it could happen
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Kyra - boo boo
Hey CJ,
I once did an internet search of his name, and yielded close to 300 matches. I emailed quite a few...with no response.
I went digging through my old journals and found this. Hope you like
Determined to cry no more
She becomes rigid and impenetrable
Burnished and tempered to the core
Her world is feeble
And cold
Deepened by wounds that never heal
Vanity as bold
As a heart in steel
Emotionless face with empty eyes
Hope is a clouded memory
She hides behind a wall of disguise
Never again to see
The pain and hurt of lies.
I once did an internet search of his name, and yielded close to 300 matches. I emailed quite a few...with no response.
I went digging through my old journals and found this. Hope you like
Determined to cry no more
She becomes rigid and impenetrable
Burnished and tempered to the core
Her world is feeble
And cold
Deepened by wounds that never heal
Vanity as bold
As a heart in steel
Emotionless face with empty eyes
Hope is a clouded memory
She hides behind a wall of disguise
Never again to see
The pain and hurt of lies.
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Kyra
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Marilyn
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Here are some more...
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Way back when I used to visit MUDs. (Back in the dark-ages. ) this was the description for one of my characters...
When you close your eyes, I am there...
When you dream, I am with you...
I am the face just inside the shadows...
I am the whisper in your ear...
I am the gentle caress upon your cheek...
I have walked with you through the shadow of the Eiffel Tower...
I have held you close on starry nights...
I have looked into your heart...
I have gazed upon your soul...
We have shared your thoughts...
We have shared your dreams...
For I am the Dream Weaver...
I am the MagicMan.
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The Specter of Love
The specter looms, dark and near;
I feel the pangs of growing fear.
Its coat is spun from darkest night;
The eyes do burn the fiercest light.
Its black hair flows, wild and free;
The hands are filled with all the be.
The face, it shows of timeless age;
Its eyes are filled with blinding rage.
Its head moves skyward in silent roar;
That rocks the Earth down to its core.
It opens a hand, to show a palm;
It holds it all...all is gone.
"So what of me?" I scream, amazed;
That I would want to feel its gaze.
An intuitive stare comes from above,
And the child's voice says, "I am Love."
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Untitled
When the lights go down, and the mood is right,
You come to me and I hold you tight.
I hold you close, I hold you near,
I tell you words you long to hear.
You open up your heart to mine,
As we lay together, passing time.
I smile that you are here at last,
I tried so hard to forget the past.
I pull you close, right next to me,
Then kiss your lips so tenderly.
We make love right by the flames,
All is settled...no more games.
I run my fingers through your hair,
Then open my eyes and you're not there.
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When You Close Your Eyes
When you close your eyes, can you feel me there?
Can you feel my hands run through your hair?
Can you feel my eyes upon your skin?
As I whisper, soft, those words again.
When you close your eyes, can you see my face?
Do I come to you in that dark place?
Can you see my eyes gaze into yours?
Can you hear my soft, sweet spoken words?
When you close your eyes, are you swept away?
From this dark place, to a Summer's day?
Where the warm wind blows, light and free,
Can you hear my words in the rustling leaves?
When you close your eyes, are you there with me?
Do we share in all we touch and see?
Are the colors crisp, are your dreams so true?
Can you hear my words, "I Love You?"
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Impossible Dreams
Impossible dreams
are the only ones accepted;
Because what can you do
with a captured vision?
In Response
No dream is impossible.
For captured visions
are the stepping stones
that allow us to achieve,
and thus make our dreams reality.
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Untitled
To see the light shine in your eyes,
Reflecting stars up in the skies.
To see your thoughts deep inside,
To bring your heart next to mine.
To hear your words, clean and true,
To hear those words, "I love you."
To be with you, once again,
To be with you until the end.
These are the things I dream of,
The are the dreams of my love.
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In My Dreams
In my dreams I hold you close,
And keep you next to me;
I put you on a pedestal,
For all the world to see.
In my dreams I hold you near,
I make love to you all night;
As each day dawns, with this false hope,
I'm alone come morning light.
In my dreams you're always here,
You're with me, always mine;
With each new day I hope my dreams,
Come true, just one time.
I'll keep on with my special dreams,
To always be with you;
Until you find it in your heart,
To make my dreams come true.
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Untitled
When the night air stirs through fallen leaves,
Do you close your eyes and think of me?
Do you dream of walks down moonlit sand?
Of holding me close, hand in hand?
Do you dream of looking into my eyes?
Of making love beneath the skies?
Of a tender touch, or stolen kiss?
A simple thought, or breathless wish?
Whatever dreams you keep with you,
Always trust they will come true.
I hope everyone is enjoying these...not sure that I'll post any more.
Hugs.
=============================================
Way back when I used to visit MUDs. (Back in the dark-ages. ) this was the description for one of my characters...
When you close your eyes, I am there...
When you dream, I am with you...
I am the face just inside the shadows...
I am the whisper in your ear...
I am the gentle caress upon your cheek...
I have walked with you through the shadow of the Eiffel Tower...
I have held you close on starry nights...
I have looked into your heart...
I have gazed upon your soul...
We have shared your thoughts...
We have shared your dreams...
For I am the Dream Weaver...
I am the MagicMan.
==============================================
The Specter of Love
The specter looms, dark and near;
I feel the pangs of growing fear.
Its coat is spun from darkest night;
The eyes do burn the fiercest light.
Its black hair flows, wild and free;
The hands are filled with all the be.
The face, it shows of timeless age;
Its eyes are filled with blinding rage.
Its head moves skyward in silent roar;
That rocks the Earth down to its core.
It opens a hand, to show a palm;
It holds it all...all is gone.
"So what of me?" I scream, amazed;
That I would want to feel its gaze.
An intuitive stare comes from above,
And the child's voice says, "I am Love."
=======================================
Untitled
When the lights go down, and the mood is right,
You come to me and I hold you tight.
I hold you close, I hold you near,
I tell you words you long to hear.
You open up your heart to mine,
As we lay together, passing time.
I smile that you are here at last,
I tried so hard to forget the past.
I pull you close, right next to me,
Then kiss your lips so tenderly.
We make love right by the flames,
All is settled...no more games.
I run my fingers through your hair,
Then open my eyes and you're not there.
=========================================
When You Close Your Eyes
When you close your eyes, can you feel me there?
Can you feel my hands run through your hair?
Can you feel my eyes upon your skin?
As I whisper, soft, those words again.
When you close your eyes, can you see my face?
Do I come to you in that dark place?
Can you see my eyes gaze into yours?
Can you hear my soft, sweet spoken words?
When you close your eyes, are you swept away?
From this dark place, to a Summer's day?
Where the warm wind blows, light and free,
Can you hear my words in the rustling leaves?
When you close your eyes, are you there with me?
Do we share in all we touch and see?
Are the colors crisp, are your dreams so true?
Can you hear my words, "I Love You?"
========================================
Impossible Dreams
Impossible dreams
are the only ones accepted;
Because what can you do
with a captured vision?
In Response
No dream is impossible.
For captured visions
are the stepping stones
that allow us to achieve,
and thus make our dreams reality.
=======================================
Untitled
To see the light shine in your eyes,
Reflecting stars up in the skies.
To see your thoughts deep inside,
To bring your heart next to mine.
To hear your words, clean and true,
To hear those words, "I love you."
To be with you, once again,
To be with you until the end.
These are the things I dream of,
The are the dreams of my love.
====================================
In My Dreams
In my dreams I hold you close,
And keep you next to me;
I put you on a pedestal,
For all the world to see.
In my dreams I hold you near,
I make love to you all night;
As each day dawns, with this false hope,
I'm alone come morning light.
In my dreams you're always here,
You're with me, always mine;
With each new day I hope my dreams,
Come true, just one time.
I'll keep on with my special dreams,
To always be with you;
Until you find it in your heart,
To make my dreams come true.
===========================================
Untitled
When the night air stirs through fallen leaves,
Do you close your eyes and think of me?
Do you dream of walks down moonlit sand?
Of holding me close, hand in hand?
Do you dream of looking into my eyes?
Of making love beneath the skies?
Of a tender touch, or stolen kiss?
A simple thought, or breathless wish?
Whatever dreams you keep with you,
Always trust they will come true.
I hope everyone is enjoying these...not sure that I'll post any more.
Hugs.
Reality is only a dream that has been brought to life by your belief that it could happen
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Marilyn
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Thanks, CJ.
You are right in that I lived in the "dark side", during my youth. However, I did try and balance out some of that by writing to the positive side of things, once in a while.
But what I find really funny is that I cannot, for the life of me, remember why I was so depressed all the time.
Hugs.
Reality is only a dream that has been brought to life by your belief that it could happen
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Carolynn
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Hi Marilyn. I appreciate your poetry girl. A number of them really speak to me right now. From your post above, it sounds like a lot were written in the past. Do you still write? If not, I hope you will take it up again.
Be well.
Be well.
"It’s not given to anyone to have no regrets; only to decide, through the choices we make, which regrets we’ll have,"
David Weber – In Fury Born
David Weber – In Fury Born
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Carolynn
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This is not very poetic, but like I said in another thread, human lives are some big frog's way of keeping score. :evil: Dubya has flushed better than 1 American soldier /day over the last year, not counting the wounded (the last time I looked in November, I figured the documented dead:wounded ratio at 1:900). I have seen no figures on total Iraqi casualties. The number /day is not there yet, but if it lasts long enough, things will heat up and he'll better 'Nam.
"It’s not given to anyone to have no regrets; only to decide, through the choices we make, which regrets we’ll have,"
David Weber – In Fury Born
David Weber – In Fury Born