wow it seem's like it has been for ever since I've been on here. Well for a quick up date, I've been in transits to NC. That's why I've been out of the net. I hope to be able to put some new stuff up soon.
For if time,
Is the chime,
What is the rhyme.
When myth,
Is turned to legend.
And all else,
Is left behind.
As my mind,
Is left behind,
Just to rewind.
But ......
Infinite reflection.
Could never repair,
My lost perception.
This one is either good were it is. I wrote it shit faced last night and I'm still to hung over to know the...
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Is the chime,
What is the rhyme.
When myth,
Is turned to legend.
And all else,
Is left behind.
As my mind,
Is left behind,
Just to rewind.
But ......
Infinite reflection.
Could never repair,
My lost perception.
This one is either good were it is. I wrote it shit faced last night and I'm still to hung over to know the...
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wow I can't believe it's been so long since I've been able to get on the internet, but never fear I've done as good as I can on my word to drink up all the beer in Colorado lol. I'm look'n forward to going to some public events soon so I hope to get to meet some of ya'll some time. 
raynne:
welcome back! in my blog that's not my hair... it not even me... it my hairstylist... i will post pics later of my hair
trevor:
You back in the Springs now? Wifey and I are taking off for Seattle tomorrow.
So I can't wait, I'll be back in about 2 weeks. Being able to have free time, and not have to be in a uniform. I like be a soldier and all, but I loath being confined to a uniform. I'm starting to take bets on how much alcohol I'll drink in the first 24 hours. Any body out there want to guess. I'm also...
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scorpihoe:
two weeks! kick ass.
The Lonely Sunset
As another day,
Fades to gray.
It must first fashion,
All the colors of passion.
With a blue,
So true.
Like the bond in our hearts,
That no one can tear apart.
Brilliant shades of red,
Like a rose without an end.
Just as the love we both hold,
Will never grow old.
And a color as the nectar,
Of an orange's...
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As another day,
Fades to gray.
It must first fashion,
All the colors of passion.
With a blue,
So true.
Like the bond in our hearts,
That no one can tear apart.
Brilliant shades of red,
Like a rose without an end.
Just as the love we both hold,
Will never grow old.
And a color as the nectar,
Of an orange's...
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raynne:
so good
so good
scorpihoe:
you are too kind, but no one says anything close to that in person (that the glasses look hot) although, i do really like those particular safety glasses. As far as safety glasses go, they are my fav.
Great work here btw!
Great work here btw!
Falling
From a tear,
Many things can grow.
Like happiness,
Or anger.
Even fear,
Who knows.
Which all depends on the tear,
And from which it flows.
But even the most,
Fearful tear.
Can sprout happiness,
In the end.
Cause some times it depends,
On where it grows.
From a tear,
Many things can grow.
Like happiness,
Or anger.
Even fear,
Who knows.
Which all depends on the tear,
And from which it flows.
But even the most,
Fearful tear.
Can sprout happiness,
In the end.
Cause some times it depends,
On where it grows.
raynne:
pretty
chicksta:
Thank you so much cutie! Awesome poem. Have a great year!
-unnamed-
Once you've flet the loss,
Of an ever lasting love.
You'll yearn for a taste,
Of something no one's above.
Cause through trail,
And tribulation.
As well as,
All the temptation.
You'll still be,
Once burnt,
And twice shy.
And about this,
To yourself,
You can't lye.
Once you've flet the loss,
Of an ever lasting love.
You'll yearn for a taste,
Of something no one's above.
Cause through trail,
And tribulation.
As well as,
All the temptation.
You'll still be,
Once burnt,
And twice shy.
And about this,
To yourself,
You can't lye.
Memories
Please don't fear,
My love for you.
For I must too forget,
My fears for you.
For if we spend all our time,
Fearing what we share.
We will squander our time,
And have wasted whats so...,
Right there!
So embrace the love,
If we dare.
So at least in time,
Our love,
Will have always been there.
Please don't fear,
My love for you.
For I must too forget,
My fears for you.
For if we spend all our time,
Fearing what we share.
We will squander our time,
And have wasted whats so...,
Right there!
So embrace the love,
If we dare.
So at least in time,
Our love,
Will have always been there.
raynne:
I really like this one and i know my bf isn't beingg jealous. I know he worries and cares about me is all.
The Wicked Truth of Some
I am a man,
How takes the path less traveled.
And for this,
I'm persecuted.
For kindness,
Is not a virtue.
Nor a moral,
But yet a weakness.
And to a mere mortal,
Such as I.
I feel punished,
As I cry.
But not of tears,
Yet something more sincere.
For my soul bleeds out,
Yet I do not shout....
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I am a man,
How takes the path less traveled.
And for this,
I'm persecuted.
For kindness,
Is not a virtue.
Nor a moral,
But yet a weakness.
And to a mere mortal,
Such as I.
I feel punished,
As I cry.
But not of tears,
Yet something more sincere.
For my soul bleeds out,
Yet I do not shout....
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raynne:
again here's me in awe!
A man alone,
I traveled.
Carrying nothing,
Across this gravel.
At times it seemed,
I'd walk any path I'd find.
Until I recognized them,
As mine.
I came to find,
I knew every bump,
Along that path.
Every blade of grass,
And creek that flows.
Every tree,
Looked familiar.
Even the dead,
Lye quite peculiar.
Hills I climbed,
Every day.
Never seemed to descend,
But...
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I traveled.
Carrying nothing,
Across this gravel.
At times it seemed,
I'd walk any path I'd find.
Until I recognized them,
As mine.
I came to find,
I knew every bump,
Along that path.
Every blade of grass,
And creek that flows.
Every tree,
Looked familiar.
Even the dead,
Lye quite peculiar.
Hills I climbed,
Every day.
Never seemed to descend,
But...
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raynne:
if you're writing this stuff I'm in awe
raynne:
I'm the same way with my writing... I go back and re-read it and end up hating it!