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 oh your words made my heart breakwtf-is-this-world wrote: 
 (I wrote this after reading the "colors of autumn" thread, actually, thanks for the lovely pictures Pandora, I think they really do stir something)
 Yellow leaves on my window
 Remind me that you’re gone.
 Wet leaves under my feet
 Tell sad tales of love rotting away
 Boughs towering high in shades of gold
 Shine bright on my empty sighs
 Dead leaves on my threshold
 Blown in on the same wind that blew you gone
 Frost on heather time has stopped
 My heart ran out of beats when my eyes ran out of tears
 Flow, river flow, run over my burning skin
 The leaves washed away are never seen again
 Moss on trees thick and dark
 My heart has grown so hard
 The lines on bark tell a story that is hard to read
 As my fingers become number
 Streams trickle by whispering the tale
 Of how you slid like sand through my hands
 Ripples on water a mirror to my deserted soul
 I keep staring in hoping you will appear again.
 I’ll sit again under the fire-leaved tree
 While the frost bites at me
 Wondering what I did that made you
 Ever want to love me
 Should I follow the road
 Or step deeper in the dark woods?
 Should I follow you and beg you to give me back my love?
 Should I let the river take me where it may
 Wash me of all my pain
 Wash away my memories?
 I wish it gave me another glimpse of you
 But all I see are blotches of me
 I’ll sit again under the fire-leaved tree
 While the frost bites at me
 Wondering what I did that made you
 Want to leave me
 very well written.... I see from your words
 I feel from them too ...the loss
 makes me long for springtime and the hope of a new beginning
 for us both
 thank you for sharing this means a lot to me0
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            Vision 
 as we walk upon
 the
 water
 wave and shimmer and shine
 the
 water
 shine upon the path
 the
 water 
 dark clouds form above
 the
 water
 clouds in the west threaten
 the
 water
 light in the east reflects
 the
 water
 as we walk upon
 the
 water 
 electric sizzle hits
 the
 water
 into the heart flows
 the
 water
 fearless the vision from
 the
 water
 as we walk upon
 the
 water0
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 It's Christmastime Again
 your words sweet
 like candy canes
 swirled in hot chocolate
 steam forms against our pressed lips
 another sugary kiss
 melt me into you
 our gaze reflects in tinsel
 this years tree
 twinkles with secret treasures
 wrapped in years of gold
 twinkle in my heart
 and yours in my hand
 light our memories of old
 hum for me another merry tune
 replay it in your smile
 let it dance there
 and embrace me
 move us through the years
 our lifetime love
 it's another Christmas my love
 It's Christmastime Again0
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            Our Thirty Two Trees of Love
 Sitting in front of the fire
 this year's tree keeps me company.
 I close my eyes, hold the tears,
 it's always so easy to cry.
 The tears come happy, grateful too,
 no sadness here I feel.
 They wet my smile and make me laugh
 then take me through the years.
 Thirty two trees are there for me,
 a pine forest of freshness and green.
 You my love are by my side
 thirty two trees to feel.
 We have picked and placed, covered in lights,
 the bubbles keep time in my mind.
 Each ornament hung, a story, a first,
 new memories we've made, now keep.
 Thirty two trees stand strong and real
 a wonderment renewed each year.
 And in these trees we believe . . .
 Our Thirty Two Trees of Love0
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 I love it, i wish i had your talentpandora wrote: 
 Cruel World
 Who are these people? . . . without a kind word
 Who are these people? . . . thinking humans weak
 Who are these people? . . . preying upon others
 Who are these people? . . . living lives for greed
 Who are these people? . . . teaching their young to bully
 Who are these people? . . . profiting from addiction
 Who are these people? . . . raping our children
 Who are these people? . . . spewing criticism and hate
 Who are these people? . . . creating this cruel world
 Who? Who? Who? Who! . . . raise your hand if it is you! “I told you from the start just how this would end. When I get what I want, I never want it again.” — Courtney Love “I told you from the start just how this would end. When I get what I want, I never want it again.” — Courtney Love
 “If he doesn’t treat you like a princess, then he doesn’t deserve to be your prince.” — Unknown
 “And we’ll move on and go our separate ways. Just know, I’ll miss you everyday, but things just aren’t the same.” — Unknown0
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 as I remember you are way more talented with your writings than I ...pearljamfan-1997 wrote:
 I love it, i wish i had your talentpandora wrote: 
 Cruel World
 Who are these people? . . . without a kind word
 Who are these people? . . . thinking humans weak
 Who are these people? . . . preying upon others
 Who are these people? . . . living lives for greed
 Who are these people? . . . teaching their young to bully
 Who are these people? . . . profiting from addiction
 Who are these people? . . . raping our children
 Who are these people? . . . spewing criticism and hate
 Who are these people? . . . creating this cruel world
 Who? Who? Who? Who! . . . raise your hand if it is you! 
 please share some more 
 I remember the morning I wrote that the anger was all gone what was left was
 a feeling of defeat. My arms body weak from the assault....
 the disappointment, sadness, horror.
 If you let yourself feel this world sometimes you just want to leave it.
 The thought to much to bear what people can do to each other.0
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            The thing is is that it doesnt have to be so painful here.
 Its a shit shame the way people treat each other.
 Always move with the purest of heart and actions.
 Acts of loving kindness are never forgotten, despite others actions around you.
 Purity in this manner cannot ever be defeated.
 After that, bad actions can only be reconciled by those who committed them.0
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 kind positive words to live by7RayZ wrote:The thing is is that it doesnt have to be so painful here.
 Its a shit shame the way people treat each other.
 Always move with the purest of heart and actions.
 Acts of loving kindness are never forgotten, despite others actions around you.
 Purity in this manner cannot ever be defeated.
 After that, bad actions can only be reconciled by those who committed them.
 thank you0
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            You're welcome.
 Its a good way to live.
 You cant help the world is full of mean greedy dumb theiving pricks.
 What you can do is ignore them, know you are responsible for your own actions and move your life in the best way possible.0
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 Logical words7RayZ wrote:You're welcome.
 Its a good way to live.
 You cant help the world is full of mean greedy dumb theiving pricks.
 What you can do is ignore them, know you are responsible for your own actions and move your life in the best way possible.
 I feel too much ... not something I want to turn off even if I could.
 Feeling is an amazing power ...
 a connection to the the soul and therefore the universe.
 Feeling is the future, that's my belief.0
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            calling...
 leave me leave me leave
 there are places to be
 i can see
 tomorrow
 holding me
 million miles away
 infinity
 prays
 past lives lay
 disguise a new day
 dream
 in hand
 move me
 where i stand
 hoping as sleep falls
 i will hear your calls
 calling ...0
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            mesmerize my eyes...
 dancing through the day
 charmed
 lighted by attraction
 feeling eyes upon me
 tempting
 green calm hypnotize
 caress my heart
 and captivate
 trapped within a spell bound
 fascination hold
 bewitching and enchanted
 influenced by the moment
 uplifted and entrancing
 induce this lasting smile
 oh those eyes
 bedazzle
 thrilling me to the core
 just like a looking glass
 the window to your soul0
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 This Home
 lying on the fresh mowed grass looking up into my bit of sky
 this home
 here my stars change with the seasons and the sun rises and sets casting shadows
 shadows I know well
 here the rain falls making familiar puddles
 the breeze moves the chimes and the trees
 from first bud to last seed
 the evening fireflies and first morning calls
 for over a decade and a half
 this home
 the children grew here and left
 cherished memories were made
 holidays spent
 company welcomed
 injuries overcome
 hearts healed
 mistakes made mistakes forgiven
 lessons learned
 this home
 a lifetime for our beloved best friend
 now laid to rest under the dogwood tree
 still close
 through all the losses and even more joys
 this home
 our time is nearing it's end
 bittersweet will be the goodbye as our path moves us on
 "Home is where the heart is" and where this home will stay0
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 Touch
 You took a vow, a pinky swear, a promise you made to her.
 Then your words...
 like stinging swords cut through the veins of love.
 Love bled in that senseless moment,
 a moment all about you.
 Your fingers now are red with disloyalty
 and trust lies dying at your hand ...
 and trust lies dying at your hand0
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 thanks DinghyDogDinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote: 
 Touch
 You took a vow, a pinky swear, a promise you made to her.
 Then your words...
 like stinging swords cut through the veins of love.
 Love bled in that senseless moment,
 a moment all about you.
 Your fingers now are red with disloyalty
 and trust lies dying at your hand ...
 and trust lies dying at your hand
 Gee, that was a dark turn on a cute picture. But it was good. You've got a great imagination, pandora.
 wish it was imagination in this case ... darkness is all around0
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            pandora wrote:
 thanks DinghyDogDinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote: 
 Touch
 You took a vow, a pinky swear, a promise you made to her.
 Then your words...
 like stinging swords cut through the veins of love.
 Love bled in that senseless moment,
 a moment all about you.
 Your fingers now are red with disloyalty
 and trust lies dying at your hand ...
 and trust lies dying at your hand
 Gee, that was a dark turn on a cute picture. But it was good. You've got a great imagination, pandora.
 wish it was imagination in this case ... darkness is all around
 just to add on a lighter note...
 all we can do is shed some light ... spread some light 0 0
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 but we're just fuckinpandora wrote: 
 Touch
 You took a vow, a pinky swear, a promise you made to her.
 Then your words...
 like stinging swords cut through the veins of love.
 Love bled in that senseless moment,
 a moment all about you.
 Your fingers now are red with disloyalty
 and trust lies dying at your hand ...
 and trust lies dying at your hand
 in full blown love?
 i am not there
 adore and breasts eating handfulls
 like honey and flowers
 i the poetry on her skin
 written under sky
 in red
 her tummy and lower
 my face implanted
 swinging the tiger by the tail
 her husband out of town
 play time holding hands in private moaning ceilings
 lock the blinds close the doors
 swing the tiger by the tail
 and we can paint the badroom blue
 the bathroom area clouds and as soft
 towels come home back down from sunbeam climbing
 and as warmth to her body
 bare and cleaned
 i would have enjoyed being the water that cleansed her filthy body
 smeared now in fragrant oils and creams
 sunflowers and femininity growing spurting springs out of thin air
 and brushy wilerness so excited a brand newday openingfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
 "Hear me, my chiefs!
 I am tired; my heart is
 sick and sad. From where
 the sun stands I will fight
 no more forever."
 Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0
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            http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZVqGpE10 ... re=related
 Forgive me for what I have done
 For what I have not done
 I don't know the whys
 maybe one day
 I don't know if you know what I do
 maybe one day
 I only know we share this life though love hides away ...
 I love you ...
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 bumpchadwick wrote:
 but we're just fuckinpandora wrote: 
 Touch
 You took a vow, a pinky swear, a promise you made to her.
 Then your words...
 like stinging swords cut through the veins of love.
 Love bled in that senseless moment,
 a moment all about you.
 Your fingers now are red with disloyalty
 and trust lies dying at your hand ...
 and trust lies dying at your hand
 in full blown love?
 i am not there
 adore and breasts eating handfulls
 like honey and flowers
 i the poetry on her skin
 written under sky
 in red
 her tummy and lower
 my face implanted
 swinging the tiger by the tail
 her husband out of town
 play time holding hands in private moaning ceilings
 lock the blinds close the doors
 swing the tiger by the tail
 and we can paint the badroom blue
 the bathroom area clouds and as soft
 towels come home back down from sunbeam climbing
 and as warmth to her body
 bare and cleaned
 i would have enjoyed being the water that cleansed her filthy body
 smeared now in fragrant oils and creams
 sunflowers and femininity growing spurting springs out of thin air
 and brushy wilerness so excited a brand newday opening
 :twisted: nice poem, chadwick for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7 for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
 "Hear me, my chiefs!
 I am tired; my heart is
 sick and sad. From where
 the sun stands I will fight
 no more forever."
 Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0
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