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She said

sing to me a dream,
and make it pretty;

with flowers and long flowing
hair smoothed
by calloused tips of fingers.

He said

I already sang you a song,
and it was pretty,
and spoke of flowers in your long
flowing hair;

how I like to smooth it
with the calloused tips of fingers.

She said

sing it again.






Active Contests

  • Sister Star-dust
    i judged a few of my contests today, and decided it was time to start another. rules: Do not bash religion Do not rhyme Do not center the poem Do not blind my eyes Do not
    400 points, ends November 10, 3 entries In Adult
  • Sing it Again
    Do not bash religion Do not rhyme or center the poem Do not use flashy bg's that will kill my vision Do not write teen angst, suicide, macabre, etc. i do have other contests if you are interested.
    400 points, ended November 4, 6 entries
  • Here's to humble friends and great poetry...
    There will be just a few rules, but first i want to take a little time to explain the contest. So, bear with me, and read the contest through. This con
    1000 points, ends November 15, 5 entries In Adult, Dedication
  • For You:
    i do have other contests going that anyone can enter. Ex: Sister Star-dust: http://allpoetry.com/contest/2464413 Sing It Again:
    1000 points, ends November 10, 6 entries In Adult
  • bellyful of beautiful
    i would really like some more entries in my other contests. So, if you are interested, please check them out. Rules: Do not bash religion Do not rhym
    400 points, ends November 13, 3 entries In Adult
  • Because, we have wasted so much time
    No religion bashing. Other than that, i leave the rules loose, but know that i don't like obvious, or poorly constructed rhyme. Flashy backgrounds that make my eyes bleed, either. i
    400 points, ends November 13, 7 entries

My Poetry

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  • She isn't a virgin
    She isn't beautiful,
    but there is something about her;
    43 lines, 6 comments, November 7
  • Nowhere, Michigan
    Redneck wedding,
    with pig-roast to follow.
    37 lines, 8 comments, November 4
  • crocodile tears
    Keep your drama over there,
    away from these ears.
    47 lines, 4 comments, November 1
  • so close to home
    70 lines, 3 comments, November 1. In adult

My journal entries

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  • Managing Mishaps
    1 I am still sick, along with a couple of my children. So yesterday I baked two 12 inch round cakes to make the first tier of the four tier cake. The edges cracked on one layer, so I 'glued' it with icing, but after three double batches of icing, the sides were still bulging. I had to completely remove the top l
    November 4, 400 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
  • Yup Yup...and how
    1 So, I am sick. I have two kids home sick with me. I have a four tier wedding cake that has to be completed by Friday night. Well, I am putting the two bottom tiers together, and the two top tiers together, so they can travel easier. I am going to do all my flowers today, so they have time to dry. They have to
    November 3, 200 words. → 3 comments, Add one?
  • Body Shakes and Wedding Cakes
    1 So, I spent so much money today. Getting ready to go spend some more. I am sick. Feel like crap, and I am supposed to have a four teir wedding cake made by Friday...sigh. Please pray that I feel better, and make it through this week!!! 2 3
    November 2, 100 words. → 2 comments, Add one?

Guest Book

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  • Diminished Capacity on November 1
    Your poetry is absolutely stunning, I could not help but add you as a favorite. Love your page.
  • tara wilson on November 1
    i love the poem on your page. *s i g h*

  • Keith Drew on October 30
    I sing thee a dream in hope thy sees pretty,
    I stroke then thine hair, and with love and naught pity,
    That thee and thine heart it to ever to fall,
    As th body i worship, but thine heart I to call.
  • Keith Drew on October 30
    For a woman so beutiful I understand, for every man wishes to love a beautiful woman. And always your heart will be broken because of you outward beauty.
    The man you dream of, the prince upon the white charger, is the one who sees the tears within your heart.
    I wrote a poem once that saw the true beauty.
    But when I read it to her, she could not see what I saw in her.

    I called it a Secret Love, for I was right in keeping it a secret.
    Because when I spoke the words of my heart to her.
    She threw them back in my face.

    A Silent Love.

    I sit in silence and watch her work.
    Every movement that she makes an artistes dream.
    But could he paint that which I see within this woman?

    Others wish her to them within their drunken dreams,
    But it is only her beauty they see.

    Glad am I that they cannot see the beauty that is within.
    For her heart lies behind a pool of tears.
    And I am drowning within it.

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