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« Reply #825 on: 23/10/2008 09:14:38 »
This threads a great place to come. Thank's for keeping it alive Karen. Hopefully we may inspire some more scribblings for those that read it.

Great poems by the way, you have quite a talent Karen



PS if you and Adrian would like to copy my scribbling to the other website you both mentioned earlier, please feel free to do so.
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                           My  Treasure

You are the treasure of my heart, and the peace in my soul. Your the
love of my life and you make me whole.

You are sun in the sky on a dark, gloomy day...Your the moon and the
stars when the fogs in the way....

You are my world when the walls, seem to fall. You are my strength,
when I have none at all.

You are the light that lights my way... You are reason I wake every day.

You are my treasure, my prize, worth holding. You have given me life,
and love without folding.....

 A treasure I cherish, my life is complete, all my love I give away,
and lay at your feet......


Karen W.

 

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« Reply #826 on: 23/10/2008 09:29:11 »
Well..have you ever had those times where your eyes just won't stop burning..... You know? That burn before the tears,that wafting up feeling that wells up in your shoulders and tingles into your neck and face and pours up through your eyes in pools of salty tears.... I must say that it is usually a sadness that comes my way... urging and coaxing those feelings up and out..... breaking through the dam you built to hold it in... you know that tough shell we all wrap ourselves with to protect us from hurt!
Well It flooded here tonight.. oh how the river flows.. you would think with all the times one cries, that there might be a  a long drawn out dry spell... but NO... The river flows and the world turns round and life goes on and the tears never stay away too long.. It's gotten to where I think they are there to remind us that we are still alive and still breathing!

 I remember a time when The wells went dry, and the sun stopped shining, and the moon ceased its awesome glow,,.. and time ceased for me... my life stopped like a carousel shutdown.. turned off... and left alone in the dark of the night.... No laughter, no smiles, no sounds.. An emptiness that was so dark like nothingness encompassing me..then I ceased to be... It was cold there, no warmth, no sensations, or real feelings one way or the other, no touches to touch my skin, or my heart.....

A long time passed for me in that place... then one day I heard a voice, a friendly voice soft and kind.. and the next day.. more ...Then suddenly I was awake and the flood gates let loose and there were so many emotions inside of me... such pain... such agony... and memories good and bad...dancing around in my head... I remember thinking I was having the most hellish dream of my life... but instead it wasn't a dream... it was me, really feeling, really having tears, and feeling the sun on my face, and hearing laughter from children, and seeing smiles on passing people's faces... Feeling joy, and warmth, dancing hand in hand with the bad, cold things.. warming me taking the edge off the cold bitterness I have inside of me. Wrapping me like a blanket with wet salty warm tears..... Not bad but good cleansing tears....

 Needing so much to find smiles and to fill my heart with love,happiness,joy, and warmth to help me.. move forward, and feel good, and alive again! Just want and need to feel alive again....

Did you ever feel like this...?
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« Reply #827 on: 23/10/2008 09:50:06 »
This threads a great place to come. Thank's for keeping it alive Karen. Hopefully we may inspire some more scribblings for those that read it.

Great poems by the way, you have quite a talent Karen



PS if you and Hadrian would like to copy my scribbling to the other website you both mentioned earlier, please feel free to do so.
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                           My  Treasure

You are the treasure of my heart, and the peace in my soul. Your the
love of my life and you make me whole.

You are sun in the sky on a dark, gloomy day...Your the moon and the
stars when the fogs in the way....

You are my world when the walls, seem to fall. You are my strength,
when I have none at all.

You are the light that lights my way... You are reason I wake every day.

You are my treasure, my prize, worth holding. You have given me life,
and love without folding.....

 A treasure I cherish, my life is complete, all my love I give away,
and lay at your feet......


Karen W.


 Thanks Andrew.. It is so nice of you to say those things.. Thank you.. I would be happy to read more of your work.. and they are so welcome here... I will post a few in the forum as you have written them here.. Hadrian will Love that!

  I too hope that others will once again participate in this thread as there are many very talented writers in our little science forum.. I do so miss the words....

Thanks Andrew!
 

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« Reply #828 on: 23/10/2008 09:57:37 »
I don't want to go there Karen sounds like a pretty grim place to me. Must have been a dark time for you?

The droning sound the computer makes, the screens bright glowing face!

Actually My computer has kept me sane.... .. but it an awful noise when the house is still.. and I can't sleep!
Yes, it can be a grim place to be...and is indeed a low spot for sure..... I am glad you won't soon if ever be going there.. its not a recommended place to take a trip!
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« Reply #829 on: 23/10/2008 10:08:37 »
While walking through London a long time ago, my wife and I saw hundreds of people walking around with bowler hats, brief cases, umbrellas, women in power suits, posh new cars. It was at the time all of the office windows were blown out of a huge tower block by a bomb. The streets were strewn with “so called important documents” As people paid them no attention and trod them into the gutter going about their mundane lives, busy doing nothing worthwhile.

I turned to my wife and said, “You see all of these people here dressed to impress, they do not contribute anything to the global economy, it is all smoke and mirrors, adding that every single one of them is feeding off the backs of the working class and it is a tremendous burden for people to carry on their already over burdened shoulders. One day the smoke will clear from the mirrors and people will see for themselves how useless these grossly overpaid controllers really are.

When Thatcher destroyed our once proud manufacturing capabilities and taxation together with rising fuel costs made absolutely certain that it would never return, we were told that London would become the business centre of the whole world.
No one believed it at the time. And why would they if this power house could not even run it’s own industry what bloody chance does it have of running other countries industries?

When a country stops producing it becomes a major importer of goods. Shopping malls replace factories and service industries thrive fore a short time. People who used to be able to afford to buy the goods from the local shops, with their meagre wages and have a pint and a smoke at the local pub find they can’t afford to eat and keep their homes warm. The local pub, once somewhere to have a warm and socialise over a hard earned pint, now forces it’s loyal customers to sit outside in the cold and rain, where gangs of passing youth’s pick them off one by one, even kicking them to death or stabbing them. We know, our family lost a young harmless lad aged 19 outside one such pub.

And now the true nature of the well suited Bankers with a capital W is finally exposed and the day of reckoning has descended upon their greedy self serving shameful misuse of power, who is left to pick up the tab?

After all, they did the maths, had computer projections, computer models, it all added up on those same important bits of paper my wife and I walked over on the day in London.

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« Reply #830 on: 23/10/2008 10:16:28 »
Thank you Andrew... I am sorry about that day it sounds like it had been very scary there... and I am sorry for your loss and others who were caught up in the bombing also... nice post!
 

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« Reply #831 on: 23/10/2008 11:38:58 »
Sadley Andrew, I do not think that all those bankers will pay the price.

As a small businessman, I pay tax which the government has handed over to the banks to the tune of £30m for them to lend to me + interest.

I pay interest on the my money which I lend to the banks to lend to me!!!


New dictionary entry

Bank (ba-ng-k) noun - System of legalised extortion
 

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« Reply #832 on: 23/10/2008 17:42:54 »
In defiance of  what aggrieves you
Let them eat away your flesh
Doesn’t make a difference
When your life’s a concrete mesh

Stand resolute with arrogance
And smile atop the hill
Survey of all you view from there
And own this bitter pill

Just take what all they throw at you,
Deflect it to the shadow
Absorb the crunch, the slap of face
And a smile will there to follow

You’re down the ebb, it’s occasional
It feels unjust, a bitter-cordial
Take a breath and hold elation
There’s joy in there  ‘withinhalation ‘

Now take that grief and wring it’s neck
Create from it  a nervous wreck
Ship it out to sea in depth
Chuck it out ,there’s nothing left

Reprieve yourself of what you toil
Become the shiny side of foil
Exist your life and free the wind
Let ‘hurts’ dilute and be thick-skinned

You know there’s light ?
There is you know ?
Little specs that start to grow
All you need is let them show

To feel such loss absurd this notion
Wasteful such to use emotion
Up the stairway, spread those wings
Fly to where the lovelight sings

Be cautious waste emotional woe
Where many fail, is where you’ll go
It’s just a rut so climb on out
Let light develop from sorry drought

Endings are beginnings
Finales are the start
Inject the end of these silly words
To the need that won’t depart

You’ll  feel the want for sentient food
It’s just a change of attitude
Focus where the need is blurred
Sharpen wits and be yourself heard.

 

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« Reply #833 on: 23/10/2008 20:17:35 »
That is very nice. Thanks for posting in our forum.

Welcome to the forum Impenniless.

Its nice to have new blood in here...

Hope you enjoy our facilites.....
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« Reply #834 on: 24/10/2008 10:36:19 »
Roses are red and violets are blue..
I ain't  sleeping and neither are you! LOL..


Sorry My poetic fingers have taken leave of my brain and
there is someone else in my head!!! HEE HEE HEE
 

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« Reply #835 on: 24/10/2008 10:54:42 »
Cotton candy spun like glass,
reflections of my wasted past.

Chocolate morsels sweet and bitter,
not very pretty with little glitter.

Sugary stickiness melted my heart,
Now such sweets must soon depart.

Wasted sugar is all I see..
Now to drink a bitter cup of tea.
 
Cotton Candy the sugar spins...
swirling round and round again..

Wrap me sweet inside your strings,
but this time, let my soul to sing!

Cotton Candy spun like glass..
maybe this time it will last!

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« Reply #836 on: 08/11/2008 11:49:03 »
True Spooky Story  Play this after reading it.
This tune brings back a really spooky memory for my wife and I every time we hear it.
Our car broke down on the A303, Managed to find a place to pull in before the car ground to a halt and lifted the bonnet to find out what was wrong. Noticed some old rusty tools and plumbing bits scattered around the pull in but took no notice. Asked Jude to try the car again because I could not find anything wrong, the car fired up first time and for 2 e years that we kept it after, it never broke down again. Anyway, we drove away on our long journey and about 5 minutes after pulling away, I turned to Jude, who I know can't whistle, just to see if it was here that was whistling a tune I knew but could not quite remember, to find she was also looking at me to see if I was whistling. Both of us looked very puzzled as no radio was on in the car.  Jude said someone must have got in the car with us. No one visible at least got in the car as I would have known about it. Jude looked in the back to make sure adding “If anyone is I the car with us, we don’t mind and you are very welcome to stay with us. A little further down the road the same tune though somewhat quieter echoed around the car and again we looked at each other.  We never heard the whistling again.

A few days later I realised the name of the tune that we heard from the cryptically whistling part, which appeared to come from the back seats of the car.

That was also really spooky because the song title was “looking back over your shoulder”, which was exactly what my wife and I had been doing along the darkened early morning journey after our very odd break down, me being a good mechanic and all. I then learned the tune was by Mike and the Mechanics. Now this was becoming too much of a coincidence to bear. I have to understand something or it simply is not happening. Yet that night it definitely did happen and to this day I do not have an explanation for it.

Jude is into spiritual stuff. Me, well not a great fan of the most haunted programmes to put it mildly. She said someone must have got in the car with us that morning during the darkened hours. I just told a friend the same story here at our home and showed the video of Mike and the Mechanics only for him to point out it is a grave yard scene. Gulp…….
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« Reply #837 on: 08/11/2008 17:15:29 »
Very eerie story Andrew! Thanks for sharing.
 

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« Reply #838 on: 11/11/2008 19:17:42 »
I don't write poetry but discovered this yesterday on a course I'm doing - it's full of very powerful imagery even if, like me, you're not a Christian. It's called The Second Coming.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

-- William Butler Yeats, January 1919

 

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« Reply #839 on: 11/11/2008 21:33:07 »
Thanks for posting it. Yeats was a very good poet...Good Stuff Blakestyger.
 

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« Reply #840 on: 03/12/2008 09:24:34 »


    A Sorting Out Of Life

Sorting things out is not an easy chore..
Trying to end a marriage and to close an old old door...

There's this gapping hole that bleeds you dry..
Leaves you bitter and makes you cry!
 
Just when you think your strong enough,
Thats when things get really rough.

Cleaning a drawer with things of old ..
My Daughters Lock of Hair, I hold....

Sending memories flooding into my head,
Like a spider spinning a complex web.

The day we cut it was hell to pay!
She wanted it done then cried all day!

So in an attempt to ease her pain...
For her Daddy she made a chain.

So we took that long hair and braided it just so...
Now her Daddy, would never let it go....

A treasure he kept inside his drawer,
A braid of hair, nothing more..

A soft side to that man I loved...
Was sweet and kind and warm..

All my life I trusted him,
To never leave my arm...

And now my heart lies crying,
In corners here and there..

And silly little memories make,
The pain so hard to bare.

Stop it must! This pain I have...
Else die I will for sure..

As The bleeding heart that beats in me,
Cries out for love once more....


Karen W.

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« Reply #841 on: 03/12/2008 14:16:59 »
Awesome Karen.

When is your book up for publishing?

Blakestyger, let us sample some of your own scribbling. There is a poet in everyone, or just share an experience in life's well trodden road.

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« Reply #842 on: 03/12/2008 14:49:09 »
Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!

 

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« Reply #843 on: 03/12/2008 19:12:20 »

Awesome Karen.

When is your book up for publishing?

Blakestyger, let us sample some of your own scribbling. There is a poet in everyone, or just share an experience in life's well trodden road.

Andrew

Thank you Andrew..Thats very kind!

A book..? Not of my Lousy, endless drivel.. what a joke!
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« Reply #844 on: 03/12/2008 19:16:56 »



Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!


Thanks Neily.. My scribbles are not good enough for publishing.. and as someone once said to me.. there really is no market for this type of thing... poetry that is..
But thank you for the lovely comment!
 

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« Reply #845 on: 03/12/2008 23:16:17 »



Lovely poem karen..I agree with Andrew...you're amassing quite a collection and a book should ensue !!


Thanks Neily.. My scribbles are not good enough for publishing.. and as someone once said to me.. there really is no market for this type of thing... poetry that is..
But thank you for the lovely comment!


you have to push hard if you want to be serious about publishing poetry. Unless you self publish.. but again, the market is limited. One opening in the market is in the school system. English teachers are often looking for 'local or unpublished' works to use in literature classes. (just a thought)

I like your poems they hold an honesty that is about story telling...

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« Reply #846 on: 04/12/2008 07:54:44 »
I wouldn't know where to begin...Thanks for the nice compliment.. maybe someone will do something with them when I am gone... My kids hate my poetry with the exception of my son who dabbles in cowboy poetry! LOL..

I only write what I am feeling or going through as it is kind of a therapy.. you know.. get it out so I don't blow up! LOL......Otherwise I cannot function well!

Thanks JNA
 

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« Reply #847 on: 20/02/2009 01:57:36 »
Where are you?


Where are you? I look in every corner of each room...
Where are you? I've lost your love.. I need you soon.
Where  are the smiles that lit each day... ?
Where is the heart I gave away?

Where are you...?  Is my search is in vain.
Where are you...? There's so much pain.
Where is the joy in this winter rain?

Where are you...? I have looked all  my life.
Where are You...? You are my light.
Where are you, my heart cries each night...?
Where are you the love of my life?

Karen W.
2/19/2009
 

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« Reply #848 on: 20/02/2009 07:30:04 »
Dreams

Sleepy eyes, sleepy head, silly thoughts of boredom and dread!

Funny dreams, big machines, riding bicycles, cold ice cream!

People rising who are dead, weirdest thoughts from in my head!

Suns setting, moons high, soon stars will fill the open sky!

Starting over in the morn, birds a singing, thoughts are torn.

Puzzle pieces yet remain, in this, I call my Little brain!

Begin again this way, what thoughts will shape my world today!

Karen W.
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« Reply #849 on: 20/02/2009 07:39:53 »
WoW :o:o
I am very very impressed :o
 

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