As the music plays
she is transported back in time
When she was young
in love with love
as much as with him
in love with the idea
of love
as much as the
real emotion
they had danced
the night away
his blond hair
had felt like silk
his shoulders
so broad
his blue eyes
shining
for the first time
she had felt pretty
for the first time
she had felt wanted
Time would change
those feelings
they would go
on different roads
but she would
remember that night
always in her memory
she will hold that night
close to her heart

put it in a pot of water room temperature and leave out all night should still be enough time for it to thaw if still too frozen in the morning pour out cold water and add hot but not boiling to finish thawing

so glad you got out, I did many years ago, maybe one person will read this and get out or maybe one will read and helpsomeone get out. That would be my prayers.

that is cute

not now, but once long ago, luckily I got away from it many do not

Freedom to worship

Brought them here

To allow them to choose

How to hold God high

Traveling here by ship

With loved ones dear

Their passions to let loose

Sending prayers up high

Having no idea what this trip

Would bring forth everywhere

The freedoms they would set loose

From the tyranny they did fear

It had choked them like a noose

Across the waters they did fly

This decision was not flip

The price they paid was dear

Away from all they had ever known

They built a life of their own

Mistakes they made many

Blessings they had aplenty

To build a new life took dauntlessness

But they also remembered thankfulness

So we celebrate with reverence

Their steadfast deference




may we remember their sacrifices this Thanksgiving

I wish all a wonderful one

Call me a daydreamer, Label me an escapist

My fantasies will fly as I gaze at the starts

This idealist will not fit within a box

Uncommon for me is common

Theorizers I will withstand

Anomalous emotions emerge

Incomparable to most

Liberal with conservative roots

I will not wear normal shoes

The poetic soul will fly

With lofty dreams

Normal is abnormal

For the crafty kind

I love you as I hit you so hard

I trust you as I spy on every move

I need you as I squelch creativity

This possessiveness I do not grasp

Contradicting all the emotion defines

Run away from this I want to scream

But it continues everyday

This insanity too many embrace

Tolerance of it a debasement

Will it ever stop




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www.wadv.com

so tender and loving

love it

Red

Gold

Brown

Shimmer

As it floats

On gentle breezes

Slowly descending

To the ground

Finally

quietly

Resting

the dragon rears its head

roaring at a deafening level

chaos and havoc abound

awakened from a long sleep

once thought to be vanquished

its reappearance stuns

shaking the foundations

to their very core

peace is shattered

the smell of brimstone

permeates the air

the call to arms

unsettles life

weakened defenses

need shoring up

as the green eyes shine

nice

She questions her choices

Not trusting her own judgment

Weighing decisions for tormented hours

Beating herself up over past mistakes

Her past haunts her with ugly noises

Perceived errors become her torment

They stink like milk when it sours

Forward movement slowed by all these takes

Function almost impossible for all these noises

Trust and faith are needed to quiet them

Hope and dreams need these things

Action necessary to move forward

I pray she finds the way

So that tomorrow will be a brighter day