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Are you looking? | poetryfrommarilynn
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Just another WordPress.com site. Our Home →. May 11, 2011. Are you looking at my life, Mom. To see who I am today. I’m not that teenage girl you knew. The day you drifted away. Are you looking inside my house, Mom. Do you see that vibrant little girl. That is my daughter, Mom. What do you think of her? She is sweet and funny. With a little attitude. Sometimes I look at her. And see things that remind me of you. Are you looking at my life, Mom. Do you see all that I am. What do you think of that?
Children’s Poetry: My Treasure Box | poetryfrommarilynn
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Just another WordPress.com site. Diary of a Soldier’s Wife: “A Poem for Arielle”. All of Me →. Children’s Poetry: My Treasure Box. March 6, 2011. Mommy took me for a walk. Around the neighborhood where I. Found a twig and a rock. The twig had a single red berry. The rock had a shiny spot. I carried them home carefully. And put them in my treasure box. This entry was posted in children's poetry. Diary of a Soldier’s Wife: “A Poem for Arielle”. All of Me →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. On All of Me.
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Just another WordPress.com site. Diary of a Soldier’s Wife: “I See the Lovers”. Children’s Poetry: My Treasure Box →. Diary of a Soldier’s Wife: “A Poem for Arielle”. March 6, 2011. A Poem for Arielle. What can I do, princess. To help ease your pain. The tears are rolling down your cheeks. And you are screaming “Daddy”. What can I do, my little angel. Until Daddy comes home again? I don’t know what I can do. When it’s not my hugs you’re crying for. But I’ll hold on tight to you. What can I say, honey.
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Just another WordPress.com site. May 11, 2011. I wish you had been here when I had my first child And I wish you could be here now to see her pretty smile I wish you could be here when I need to call my Mommy And I … Continue reading →. May 11, 2011. A bird sits on a swaying bough of the tree outside my window as I sit here rocking in my chair While the roof gives me shade and the fan spins it’s blades the peacock keeps cool underneath the canopy … Continue reading →. May 11, 2011. March 30, 2011. Diary ...
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Just another WordPress.com site. Newer posts →. Children’s Poetry: “The Butterfly’s Flowers”. March 6, 2011. The Butterfly’s Flowers. The butterfly tiptoed on a flower. That was painted blue. The butterfly didn’t like that color. So off it flew. That was tinted red. The butterfly didn’t like that color. And flitted to a yellow one instead. Children’s Poetry: “Little Leaf”. March 6, 2011. Little leaf from the sky,. How did you get up so high? I clung to a tree that was very tall. Newer posts →.
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Poetry From the Depths and Peaks
Poetry From the Depths and Peaks. Monday, April 26, 2010. Stop Up the Pen. Stop up the pen. Nothing you say is worthy now. Useless words, empty lies. All my words have gone to die. I cannot say what here below. Has got me so hidden and flown. Who took my words and hid them from me? Tell me if there was someone to be seen. So I stop up the pen and put it down. Nothing said is to be endowed. Useless pen, forget your tries. For all my words have gone and died. Monday, December 14, 2009. Death ends in glory.
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Elizabeth's Poetry
Wednesday, 21 July 2010. That way sees' only weak,. Of material strength,. While strength of the heart holds all the keys',. Those who do not believe in anyone thing,. Shiver in fear,. As bold as lions',. Shudders' the places' of ruin,. Weakness shaking to the very core. When five ways' raining day,. As fast as wasps' swirling,. Weakness prevails' through,. The hearts' of those not true. Wednesday, 10 March 2010. Friday, 26 February 2010. Abraham and Linage : Part 1. The people of the book,. Who used to ...
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Just another WordPress.com site. May 11, 2011. I wish you had been here when I had my first child. And I wish you could be here now to see her pretty smile. I wish you could be here when I need to call my Mommy. And I wish you had been here when my baby first called me Mommy. I wish you had been here to hear Arielle’s first laugh. And I wish you could be here now so she could make you laugh. I wonder what it would be like if you didn’t have to be away. Would you laugh to see my baby driving me insane.
Poetry From Mickey
Saturday, February 21, 2009. Irreplaceable yet debatable whether duplicable. Of desire, emotion and compassion. Saturates like chocolate sunshine. Infused in strawberry wine. That get's better over time. The way he looks at me. Umm, umm, umm. Fresh cotton and jasmine. Rain forest mystery and surprise. All wrapped in smooth, melodic flutters. His love is.simply beautiful. Friday, November 28, 2008. Here one day, washed the next. Assumed by some as society's pest. Seems cursed by most. There but not….
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can't you see what im hiding deep inside
Can't you see what im hiding deep inside. For those who say they care and will always be there best friends forever, but never really stop to make sure im still breathing. Thursday, July 07, 2005. In The Eyes of a Dancer. In the eyes of the dancer. You find the fire that lights the stage. In the eyes of the dancer. You find the energy that brings the dance to life. In the eyes of the dancer. You find a heart filled with a passion to keep going. In the eyes of the dancer. You find the love of the applause.
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poetry from me to you | My personal poems from the heart. .
Poetry from me to you. My personal poems from the heart. . September 23, 2014. Poetry from me to you. Originally posted on poetry from me to you. How do destroy something that can’t be touched by your hand,. Something you can’t see and that’s complex to understand. You can break it and bend it in so many different ways. It can’t be really truly mended in a moment or few days. It can be patched up in some time with some faith and love. But it can’t completely be fixed, not even by angels above. The action...
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Into Dawn | Brave in the face of night; Afraid to face the sunrise.
Brave in the face of night; Afraid to face the sunrise. A Window to My Conscience. To Be Consumed…. Some people know me as the one who says sorry too much. Apologizing for the sake of apologizing, because I’m sorry. But I can’t be the person you want me to be. I can’t be the one that follows you around and makes you feel safe. Because I don’t always feel safe. That’s not to say that I don’t want you to feel safe around me. But I can’t give someone something that I don’t myself have. Fear of someone holdi...
