poem

I would sin with you

I would sin for you

I would give my soul

For just a moment

I would breathe you in

I would breathe you out

I would never

 Ask for atonement

I would give you all

I would give you anything

I would never need

More than you

I would but it is a wish

I would but it will not be

I would but time has past

And you never knew….

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just a blog

I have wanted to write a blog but somehow I find I have nothing to say. I should have lots to say. I spent a week in a beautiful place doing nothing but relaxing. I have been doing what I love to do again. It is fall and I love fall with a passion. But still no words find their way into my soul to find meaning right now.

When I was at the beach I was standing there thinking that things change so much in so little time. It reminded me of the Poe poem I have on my profile. So many things are like the sand just falling through our hands. Maybe I will find some words later…I hope…I love you all (still very much ) and I will talk at you later ….Pamela

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salt

Pamela has the taste of salt on her lips tonight. she is very happy. :0)

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poem

 I have been painting of all things. And I have been enjying it amazingly. I took a commission from an old customer and I have been painting up a storm...I had forgotten how you can get lost in paint and loose time. ....hope everyone is great and have been enjoying the last of the beautiful summer...luv you all lots...pamela

Life is a wild land where

Love and joy are free to

Roam and play

Life is a journey to

Many splendid wondrous

Carefree day

Life is a gift of opportunity

Where we choose the path

We decide the way……..

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poem

The night is thin and time bleeds away

As all the things that have been and

Some that should have been write the

Plot for the coming light of day

The night is thin and light can't be found

In all the places that it hides

Waiting for hope to reach its shores and

Release it from its tightly tied bounds

The night is thin and sleep takes its delight

In running far ahead, laughing

At our attempts to hold its relief in our hands

How things seem different in the thin, thin night

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pamela’s drawing....

I haven't been on myspace so much this weekend because I have been drawing...whoo hoo....I have been feeling an old feeling...I was in an art gallery today and it made me want to paint...that is a good feeling...I did not paint today but I played around a little with my pencils and that is a step in the right direction...The artist I visted today loves to paint...it is the only thing I think he truly understands with all of his being. I wish I loved to paint like that...oh well....Hope the rest of the holiday goes well for you all ...love you always ...pamela

Graphite smudge, and dirty hands

  White space to fill with outline

Balance of composition and tone

  Oh what a way to spend my time

Graphite smudges on my dirty face

    Shape taking form on flat plane

Time forgotten hours passing by

     Lines neat and vision plain

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poem
Category: Writing and Poetry

There is no pain at first than only a tiny sting

Warmth trails down, into a steady stream

Viscus pools form of salty smelling subsistence

Light leaves slowly darkness all resistance quinces

Chill invades overpowering reason's last sigh

The dance is too engaged to wonder now why

The heart still quivers thinking maybe still

There might be reprieve some last unknown will

Empty eyes now see exactly what they desired

Mournful heart wrenching ache is all that it inspired.

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Intimacy...
Category: Writing and Poetry

Intimacy folds us into its wings … sings sweet lunar songs of touch and stroke … plays glad games of ease--- release with our tender broken souls. It awakes sleeping spirited expression of wonder …healing our wounded sense of self. I am Here

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lazy.........

It is a beautiful lazy summer evening here....and I have given myself over to its influence ....ahhhhh. I wish I had a hammock and an Ice tea...I would never leave....( My favorite dream of all times had a hammock in it but that is another story...) I believe I shall become a part of the eveing and float away....love you all...and will visit again later...Pamela

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wonder...
Category: Writing and Poetry

This is for some old reading pals of mine….missed you.

Wonder…finds us frozen, still in the moment of our amazement…captures our imagination with light cavalier ease…takes us to unclaimed joy as it  were our right…shines on those who effortlessly delight our soul…gives us more than  it will ever take…Pamela Ann is here

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poem...
Category: Writing and Poetry

Ache seeps into empty cavities long forgotten

Bringing rain to thirsty tongue long dry

Want speaks of wonders that wait outside truth

Desire burns with wanton fire's cry

Need shines with soft warmth unseen

Asking ageless ponders of wondering hearts

Craving carves gaping wounds of grief

Hunger hunts with love poisoned darts

Throbbing pagan beating drums bleed

Covetous wishful yearning stroke

Naked shameless hope feeds lies of honesty

Lust repeats the crime with subtle choke

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short poem..
Category: Writing and Poetry

Time keeps seeping from

My veins in blood red stains

Tearing my body as it flees

Endless fire burns my hope

In pain filled pools of rain

Blind denying all it sees

Time cruel in its intentions 

Taunts my heart with loves sigh

Playing unbearable games with me

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another poem
Category: Writing and Poetry

I crave the sound of voices I shall never hear

I crave the sight of shores I will never see  

I crave the hope of you

I crave the things that will never be

I crave release from the prison of my making

I crave soothing words spoken softly now

I crave the hope of you

I crave the impossible to happen somehow

I crave what I cannot have now or ever

I crave sweet time to give me this treasure

I crave the hope of you

I crave to hold tight this one pleasure….

I crave the reality of what is not real

I crave the need to find its peak

I crave the hope of you

I crave the strength to find the thing I seek

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poem

My heart chose to bring you home with it and love you

I do not know the whys and wherefores of the thing

I do not know why you and not some other

I only know I am glad it was you that made my heart sing

My heart decided to make you its only home

With you alone is where it feels safe and free

You are its destination when it roams away

You are the only heart that I wished belonged to me

My heart chose to cling tightly to only one in its time

I do not understand its reluctance to find new love

I do not know why someone else won't ever do

I only know that it now and always loves only you

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poem

I will trade you my pleasure for your pain

And my joy for your sorrow

I will trade you my light for your darkness

And my today for your tomorrow

I will trade you my laugh for your frown

And my tingle for your thorn

I will trade my hope for your emptiness

And my whole for your torn

I will trade you my life for your freedom

And my soul for your ghost

I will trade my all for your nothing

And my few for your host

I will trade you my complete for your part

And my waft for your wind

I will trade you my way for your lost

And my steel for your bend.

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