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Love your writing Ms ! {the flowers are for Ms Sharris hippie !} |
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You're getting quite a collection! Thank you for reading here. I am always amazed and honored that our friends here care so much. |
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Love your writing Ms ! {the flowers are for Ms Sharris hippie !} giggle...Thank you KIK2...but doesn't hippie like flowers, too? |
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Fairy Tales
Plain as the day on her face the night in her eyes, never far removed from bare knuckled presence. A fighter she attested. A survivor. Hard life clung to her cloaking what little soft allure she managed to retain. Vulnerable allowed when her arms wrapped around her little ones drinking in their sweet innocence awestruck by their bright eyes. Depended upon, she was. Embraced in the moment as they clung to her. Just as brief...they were gone. Her demeanor straightened. Sight changed to reflect task. She lived in the here and now where time could only be grasped as habit melded to routine. ...in the still dark, only pulse reverberated. Inhale to exhale deafening silent gasps awaiting rain to cool from the heat. Change would come immersing recognition once again like promises kept ...a given... Once upon a time when dreams could become. But that was a long, long time ago. SadieLu ©2013 |
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But a Whisper Near a Gasp
This Muse, Far and Away is deaf, surnamed Silence carved into the chest leaving pain to mute unfairly bearing no place for tears to succumb. Farewell carries a shield boldly ironic. Battle finished. Heart taken. Blind lives on. Tears dry. Rose fades, petals fall. And the wind...it will blow where it will caring naught for goodbyes. SadieLu ©2013 |
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Rest
Taking their own sweet time, these little knobs protruding from bark covered extensions pose against gray, cloudy, birthing in the airy surround to azure spring. Wispy laces bursting verdant leaving soon to be forgotten surprises as the heat of summer seeds its complacency to bare once again our senses need for respite. Easily we give in to hoping for change, choosing to uncover it all in the shade of that secret place where only the few are expected only some are allowed. Hidden you might find me, waiting...perhaps SadieLu©2013 |
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Edited by
CyPoet
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Sun 08/11/13 07:59 AM
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G'morn(((Sadie)))It always gives me the greatest pleasure reading your wonderful writing.I truly missed you my dear friend.I'm always moved in various ways & directions upon reading one of your lovley writes.Perhaps at times sort of like ripples upon a quiet smooth surface of a small lake.People's perceptions,opinions,feelings and such naturally vary however in my case it is truly a different journey each time.Always exciting and wonderful my dear friend to read you.I am deeply appreciative and your friend always.Love Ya & Godspeed!Steven aka CyPoet :)
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Fairy Tales Plain as the day on her face the night in her eyes, never far removed from bare knuckled presence. A fighter she attested. A survivor. Hard life clung to her cloaking what little soft allure she managed to retain. Vulnerable allowed when her arms wrapped around her little ones drinking in their sweet innocence awestruck by their bright eyes. Depended upon, she was. Embraced in the moment as they clung to her. Just as brief...they were gone. Her demeanor straightened. Sight changed to reflect task. She lived in the here and now where time could only be grasped as habit melded to routine. ...in the still dark, only pulse reverberated. Inhale to exhale deafening silent gasps awaiting rain to cool from the heat. Change would come immersing recognition once again like promises kept ...a given... Once upon a time when dreams could become. But that was a long, long time ago. SadieLu ©2013 I love this ((((( Sadie))))) and I love you Sherrie~ |
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G'morn(((Sadie)))It always gives me the greatest pleasure reading your wonderful writing.I truly missed you my dear friend.I'm always moved in various ways & directions upon reading one of your lovley writes.Perhaps at times sort of like ripples upon a quiet smooth surface of a small lake.People's perceptions,opinions,feelings and such naturally vary however in my case it is truly a different journey each time.Always exciting and wonderful my dear friend to read you.I am deeply appreciative and your friend always.Love Ya & Godspeed!Steven aka CyPoet :) Tender, Kindred, A soothing gentle as you reach out to me. Steven, such an honor. You are a truly fine friend. Thank you. |
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But a Whisper Near a Gasp This Muse, Far and Away is deaf, surnamed Silence carved into the chest leaving pain to mute unfairly bearing no place for tears to succumb. Farewell carries a shield boldly ironic. Battle finished. Heart taken. Blind lives on. Tears dry. Rose fades, petals fall. And the wind...it will blow where it will caring naught for goodbyes. SadieLu ©2013 read it many times; I feel the pain. I wish I could pick on your poetic brain. |
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Fairy Tales Plain as the day on her face the night in her eyes, never far removed from bare knuckled presence. A fighter she attested. A survivor. Hard life clung to her cloaking what little soft allure she managed to retain. Vulnerable allowed when her arms wrapped around her little ones drinking in their sweet innocence awestruck by their bright eyes. Depended upon, she was. Embraced in the moment as they clung to her. Just as brief...they were gone. Her demeanor straightened. Sight changed to reflect task. She lived in the here and now where time could only be grasped as habit melded to routine. ...in the still dark, only pulse reverberated. Inhale to exhale deafening silent gasps awaiting rain to cool from the heat. Change would come immersing recognition once again like promises kept ...a given... Once upon a time when dreams could become. But that was a long, long time ago. SadieLu ©2013 I love this ((((( Sadie))))) and I love you Sherrie~ Oh Sherrie, we've held them, opened and bared our hearts to give them all of us. We've often second guessed ourselves wondering if we've done enough...for their dreams..holding back waiting for ours to come to fruition knowing how life is growing all of us. Thank you for thinking of me, loving me, accepting the little I can give back. You have blessed me...Sweet Sherrie. |
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Pardon Me If I Giggle
A tilt of her head she pointed her toes raised her arms twirled then bowed. Elegant Demure Graceful? Perhaps, though I never knew her that way. A spit of a lass? Nay! Ample she was. A wink and a laugh...my Mom. Apron covering her frock Arms capable to hold skillets and pots she cooked with or cradle a wee one close to her. Eyes twinkling of life. I grew with her love. Was taught unconditional, endurance and how to embrace change. My Dad? Well, they loved each other for more than sixty-one years. So, when I read about expectations for a well taken care of life...pardon me for giggling. All has been said, done, felt and thought of by now. There is nothing new under the sun... Rosey glasses in Denial Frames ain’t gonna change what is right in front of you. Truth is, it’s the heart that stays close. A soul language that defines deep inner beauty and worth. At least that’s what I think. So, with a wink and a giggle... I “Heart” You. love, s SadieLu ©2013 |
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But a Whisper Near a Gasp This Muse, Far and Away is deaf, surnamed Silence carved into the chest leaving pain to mute unfairly bearing no place for tears to succumb. Farewell carries a shield boldly ironic. Battle finished. Heart taken. Blind lives on. Tears dry. Rose fades, petals fall. And the wind...it will blow where it will caring naught for goodbyes. SadieLu ©2013 read it many times; I feel the pain. I wish I could pick on your poetic brain. Thank you, I am honored you would consider. |
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What a virtual 'list' o' jewels. Thank ye, warm friend. Great to flip through each one and find solace. I'm thankful!
tommy boy === |
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What a virtual 'list' o' jewels. Thank ye, warm friend. Great to flip through each one and find solace. I'm thankful! tommy boy === You are a kind man, indeed. Thank you. |
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Great collection Sadie, seen you've been adding to it.
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Great collection Sadie, seen you've been adding to it. Hello Hippie, It means a lot that you would encourage me by reading the pieces here. I usually write something everyday. Thank you so very... |
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Fairy Tales Plain as the day on her face the night in her eyes, never far removed from bare knuckled presence. A fighter she attested. A survivor. Hard life clung to her cloaking what little soft allure she managed to retain. Vulnerable allowed when her arms wrapped around her little ones drinking in their sweet innocence awestruck by their bright eyes. Depended upon, she was. Embraced in the moment as they clung to her. Just as brief...they were gone. Her demeanor straightened. Sight changed to reflect task. She lived in the here and now where time could only be grasped as habit melded to routine. ...in the still dark, only pulse reverberated. Inhale to exhale deafening silent gasps awaiting rain to cool from the heat. Change would come immersing recognition once again like promises kept ...a given... Once upon a time when dreams could become. But that was a long, long time ago. SadieLu ©2013 I love this ((((( Sadie))))) and I love you Sherrie~ Oh Sherrie, we've held them, opened and bared our hearts to give them all of us. We've often second guessed ourselves wondering if we've done enough...for their dreams..holding back waiting for ours to come to fruition knowing how life is growing all of us. Thank you for thinking of me, loving me, accepting the little I can give back. You have blessed me...Sweet Sherrie. (((((Sadie))))))big warm hugs..God Bless You.and Thank YOU |
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Lullaby
Sweet my child, He does keep. In His arms We rest. We sleep. Til the morn filled with light, through the eve His whispers flight. Kept we are in safe for heaven. Awaiting soon our faith believin. Together all and those we miss, new our day we know as this. Love you...more SadieLu©2013 |
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(((((Sadie))))))big warm hugs..God Bless You.and Thank YOU
love you and welcome, you are so very... |
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