my country grave in poetry
smiles the echo of Paris
each daffodil dances in snow
when a cemetery faces Easter
then silently becomes an Art Thief
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Drops of Poetry Poetry Dancehall Challenge...
On the morning of bad news...more later, when I can think. When I can breathe.
January 15th
One year ago today I began to eat differently. It is called the Ketogenic diet and the information is out there for free ...
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Wednesday, December 8, 2004 The best early Present I have ever received: (A letter from my mom in e-mail box today) (yes, this is me.) ...
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Thursday, September 9, 2004 Transition still feels out of sync no matter how much sense it makes. Sometimes other people can nail our own fe...
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Everytime I think I am going to sit down and write I fall alseep. But gosh it is a good thing to be this tired. xxoo
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http://gabreaelsbodymindandspirit.blogspot.com/
Gabreael...it is only a four line poem. I took out the extra spaces.
ReplyDeleteHi Honey,
ReplyDeleteG-Ma told me to not change my plans, so I'll be there next week. Your Aunt Julie is flying in tonight and Shawnelle will be there over the weekend, which is a huge relief knowing that she isn't alone. So don't worry Okay? We will still get to walk along the river, watch movies and veg out on your sofa. I cannot wait to hold you again!
Love you heart and soul,
Mom
Let me know if there's anything I can do... ((((Christina)))
ReplyDeleteChristina, whatever it may be, know that our spirits stand beside you, offering what strength we may possess.
ReplyDeleteBon & Mal
Thank You...xxooxxoo
ReplyDeleteRight now pray please...my Grandma is being tested for "probable" lung cancer tomorrow. The one I write about and wrote the poem for...the one I've posted pictures of.
This is killing me...she is 75.
((((Christina))))
ReplyDeletegentle hugs & prayers to your beloved Grandmother, and to you and yours.
xxooxxoo,
Tom
I like your poem!
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