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Strangers And Poetry

Sometimes it takes

Time

To take our minds

Back to times

Of great heights,

Great depths,

To take calm time

To analyze the climbs,

The slips, the falls,

The time to wonder

What was the point

Of it all,

Was it a waste

Of time,

If you could rewind

Time

Would you do it all

Again,

And then string

And other theories

Come to mind

And you kill some more

Time

Wondering if time itself

Is another one of our

Illusions.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Dockside”www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:11 AM November 28, 2014

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Posted by on November 29, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Don’t Punish Me


Don’t punish me for me and you. You really know my heart lyes true.

though my journey has become life’s biggest mistorry, a revolving door I can not see thru.

a feeling u compfortable and so unsure unfamiliar and lost with each step ahead.

Something I no longer currently feel safe something lost feels different and unsafe

dont punish me for your insecurities ive tried all along to explain my pain, my fear in my mind

not just to walk away and leave you behind with each step I take putting others thoughts and feelings before mine.

i don’t hate you see just don’t punish me for you and me

in time I had tried again and again to make you see failing myself in the midst of the emotional sea.

Right now all I can say is I’m sorry

i just need time to mend this pain inside

 
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Posted by on November 29, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Is This Love Real Forever And True, Do You Believe? I Do.


You were all my dreams and hopes to go on to survive yet somehow we got lost in the paths of life’s crazy journeys

Each night i’d smile in my bed feeling safe with you on the other side of the line even with such distance between us cause you promised me your life and I believed

without ever a doubt I continued climbing higher yet

feeling one day you’d finally be safe in my arms holding me forever tight

now I sit and wonder unsure if it al will ever be real a so much is falling down around us as if to close and lock every open door

Tears build within my eyes still frail from all the chaos before

as I still form hope around me but fear builds up as well

my dreams not seeming so brisk and real anymore

as I am unsure what all I still know

you promised me protection, love and a future to build up a even wall

yet the wall feels like it’s crumbling down before I ever build it high enough even so

dreams feel like they are fading and collapsing with every breath I take

I’m sure it’ all just my inner feelings twisting with my own life but it still feels so dark that I can’t visually see but a tunnel with a dim tiny light

Tears flood my face as I don’t know where to follow the leads

love holds true within me in hopes it’s all just my negativity within every bit of me

I know inside I love

I know I care deep

I know you man my everything

I just am afraid to believe

silence fills this once golden air

where it seems to be crashing down

yet the pounding of my heart continues beating telling me halt and slow down

I know soon light will shine thru and find my way to you once more

but is this love true

will we face futures and forever continued on once more

Is this love real, forever and true

do you believe

do I believe

I do

 
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Posted by on November 19, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Moving Up In Rank From Soldier To A Man


Moving Up In Rank From Soldier To A Man

I find myself twiddling and rotating around time. Lost deep within my mind. Seeing him as if he were still here holding down time with one one thing one mind. Thinking of the soldiers who have gone together or separate to another place. These were fathers, sons, mothers , brothers, grandsons and more now the only thing on common indeed. They’ve become real men hidden behind uniform out to fight the fight And challenges ahead. Making it big as no one else can. This could be my father, uncle, grandparents or friend. That soldier will end up being the one who you find yourself missing most in the end when (she/he’s ) gone and taken with time.This soldier could be your cousin or friend. Whatever case may this soldier find peace and live out his journey not just a story to be told but a journey to share and never part with that holds forever true instead. The story that gave this soldier title of becoming a man. Making him a true hero in the end. Moving up in ranks from a soldier to a man.

Written by Jennifer Palmer
Written in thought of my Grandfather Jimpa &
Dad Rick Palmer

Happy Veterans Day!!!!

 
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Posted by on November 18, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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