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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~
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Showing posts with label mentallyinked. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2010

"In Good Company"



Imagine . . .
if you would.

You start your day the usual way.
With the sounds of alarms and children's padded feet.
Sleepy yawns of good morning
and smells of coffee brewing.

You sigh . . .
as the sun slowly rises.

A happy sigh of contentment.
Sure life can be crazy.
Nobody ever said it wouldn't be.

But this . . .
all of this . . .
is worth it.

You have found good company.
Here in your heart,
and here in your life.

Your family.
Your friends.
Your faith in yourself.

Better than any fortune cookie . . .
is this fortune that grows.

These precious memories . . .
the priceless ones that live on
in the faces of all that you love.

It is here . . .
right in front of you.
All of it.

You have found good company here.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inspired by a twitter prompt:
The photo above....
From: @mentallyinked

Saturday, February 13, 2010

"High Desert Sun"




The sunlight drips
from the California sky;
in gorgeous rays of gold,
gently warming the sand.

Embracing stucco walls of tan,
aesthetically framed in rustic red.
The cycle of that which lives . . .
breaths in the trees of green.

Soaking up the daylight,
shadows of the day cast and play.
Dancing in the high desert sun
of the west coast mountains.

Displaying their beauty,
creating masterpiece pictures,
in this, my backyard.
We lovingly call this place home.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inspired by a twitter prompt:
The Photo of the submitters back yard in California
From: @mentallyinked

Friday, February 12, 2010

"Surviving Old Man Winter"



I look out my window,
there's winter all around.
It makes the leaves fall,
it freezes the ground.

The trees are all nekkid,
they're colder than me;
for they live outside
with no heat for a tree.

Feeling so random
I look back inside.
Surviving this cold
makes me want to hide.

While I do I'll drink water
and suggest you do too.
Hydrate your body,
it's healthy for you.

I look towards my couch
at the Snuggie, so pink;
think looks can deceive,
it's not as warm as you think.

I curl up on my couch
and grab my laptop;
open up my email
to see what I've got.

An email from Pakistan
says I've won some bling-bling.
I laugh, clicking 'delete' . . .
never trust a "sure" thing.

My mailbox is now empty
and I've blogged about my day.
Logged on to tweet on twitter
with a thing or two to say.

Suddenly struck by a craving,
I want some food for my tummy.
I serve myself some peanut butter,
it's pleasing and yummy!

I satisfy my craving
then opt to take a nap,
with my sweet little girl
curled up on my lap.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Inspired by a twitter prompt:
The following random statements...
~surviving the cold
~looks can decieve
~i love peanut butter
~nekkid trees
~don't ever trust a sure thing
~drink water
From: @mentallyinked


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