Farewell Crystal, My Faithful Friend
Current mood: sad
Category: Writing and Poetry

Today, I lost a faithful friend,
Who was unquestioning with her love.
One who was ever alert to protect me,
She would shadow my every move.
And on our daily walks together
She was proud to be at my side.
She was unhappy when I had to leave her,
(Though I would appease her with a treat)
Yet she was always there to greet me
Whenever I came home once more.
She loved to romp and chase the squirrels
That would venture into the yard.
But her favorite game was to fetch a ball
And there were times she would tire me out.

Then illness struck a few months ago
That slowly drained her vitality.
Eventually she could not chase the squirrels
Though she continued to scare them by barking,
But her favorite game she could no longer play.
Our daily walks grew shorter and shorter,
Until one day last week, when I got her leash,
She looked up at me with sad brown eyes
And she sighed as if in apology.
Then simply lay down in self-defeat.


It was then I knew her time was near.
To allow her to suffer would be a sin
And I had to make the decision.

We sat together on the blanket provided
And she licked the tears from my face.
When the doctor came in she didn't look at him
But instead she lay down with her head in my lap.
The shot worked its magic to put her to sleep,
And she quietly died enclosed in my arms.

Farewell Crystal, my faithful friend.
I will miss you terribly, for a long while.

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Slaying the Dragons

Rise above your past,
Give it up, let it go;
It's time to slay those dragons.

There is nothing wrong with you.
You are an artist, a musician, a writer.
Stand proud with these God-given gifts.
Embrace those people He has put on your path
As family who love and care without conditions.

Stop trying to squeeze into society's square boxes.
You will only burst through their barriers;
For they cannot constrain your truth.
Drop the facade of the man you pretend to be,
And be the man we both know you are.

Reinforce your armor with these words.
With a battle cry, unsheathe your sword;
It's time to slay those dragons.

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Always...
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Writing and Poetry

For a time, you'll be on your own
But there is nothing for you to fear,
You are never completely alone;
You need only call my name
For I am always here.

In the dark of night,
When your demons try to roam,
And you need to see a light;
You need only call my name
For I am always there.

When the road before you stretches far.
To make your dreams seem out of reach;
It does not matter where you are,
You need only call my name
For I am always everywhere.

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Nothing to Lose
Current mood: morose
Category: Writing and Poetry

Nothing in life is permanent.
Experiences are but momentary,
A constant circle of birth and death,
Like the changes in life of the seasons.

No relationship is lasting.
People come and then they go,
Leaving only an emotional residue,
Like faded rainbows through a mist.

Love like a possession is immaterial.
It is better to have never known it,
Than to have it taken away.
For if I have nothing, there is nothing to lose,
And I will never be faced with a loss to endure.

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Lost Soul
Category: Writing and Poetry

Lost soul,
invisibly bright,
falls into the sky.
The ground that slips
around his head,
runs cold to burn
as liquid glass.
Struggling,
drowning
in dark white clouds,
he loosely grasps
to clutch thin air.

Words fall silent
on open lines.
He opens his mind
to close his thoughts.
He is distraught
with shattered reason.
His compass spins
to find control;
But does not reveal,
A single direction.

He faces the future
of his past,
and finds more questions
in the answers.
He seeks outside
for his inner truth;
believing honest lies
from familiar strangers.

As he fights to fill
his soul's gaping hole
by denying need
and shunning desire;
he digs himself deeper
into a desolate pit,
that escalates
to adhere
to his external life.

Yet those who knew him
and know him still,
push to drag him
from his sheltered void.
And with their words
that go unspoken
they drain the poison
of his silent vigil.

Then finally,
without expectation,
all that is present
clearly vanishes;
and finding everything
in the expanse of nothing
he slowly emerges
to become himself.

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What does my name mean
Current mood: amused
Category: Blogging

I usually don't go in for this type of thing, but this was really kind of scary accurate.

What 'Yvonne' Means

You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.
You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.
You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.

You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.
You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night. Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.



What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/

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Anger (New/Old Poem)
Category: Writing and Poetry

I am angry tonight...
I want to scream
into the night;
about everything,
about nothing.
I want to fight.

But there is no one
to withstand my force,
to feel the hot tears,
of my anger, my fear.
There is only silence
that sings a chorus
only I can hear.

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Having Faith
Category: Writing and Poetry

Having Faith IS NOT to simply believe

Having Faith IS to know absolutely.

Without a hope, or a wish, or a want

To know everything you need,

Will come when you need it, and

Will be there within the right time.

Having Faith IS NOT greedy or boastful

Having Faith IS generous and kind.

Without seeking praise, or glory, or honor

To recognize the needs of others, and

To give freely of whatever is needed

Whether possessions, or labor, or time.

Having Faith IS NOT erratic or anxious

Having Faith IS patient and steadfast.

Without a rush, or a swerve, or a detour

To stay sturdy on treacherous ground

When the world crashes in from the outside

To know that guidance always comes from within.

Having Faith IS NOT pompous preaching

Having Faith IS an honest example

Without judgment, or insult, or ridicule

To accept other's beliefs without prejudice

And not compromise yourself in the process

Standing firm in what is right and not wrong

Having Faith IS NOT organized religion...

Having Faith IS a bond to the Soul.

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On the Grey Days
Current mood: discontent
Category: Writing and Poetry

On the grey Days

I miss

The Sun's light

The blue Sky

With wispy Clouds,

I want

To heat

And dry

The outside Air.

On the grey Days

The bare Trees

And sleeping Gardens

Make me sad,

Impatient,

And sometimes

I am quick to anger.

I think too much.

On the grey Days

I try

To hibernate

To retreat,

I close

The blinds

Against

The Sky

I avoid

Nature's course.

On the grey Days

I warm the house,

And cook,

And clean,

I turn

The music up

Just a notch

Always playing

In the background.

On the grey Days

I find it hard

To talk

To express

My thoughts

Except through

Written words

And even then,

I think...

On the grey Days,

I do not understand

Myself.

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A Single Morning
Current mood: thoughtful
Category: Writing and Poetry

With Earth's soft  rotation

                        The song of Dawn

Splits the silence of night.

As light fractures dark

                        From a gradient crescent

Of the Sun's rise on the horizon.

Rainbow hues spread

                        To vanquish the Sky's black void

And fades the Moon and the maps of Stars.

The sights and sounds of a single morning

                        Verges to visions and songs so vivid,

That the very Soul swells to overflow in unison.

And in this mystic momentum

                        Every atom ascends

To join in projecting the power of Creation.

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