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Posted by on January 3, 2017 in Poetry

 
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Angel Takes Flight

LOVE FOR A MAN: Written by Jenny Palmer August 29, 2002Love for a man

Love for a man I can not hold.

But what love I feel but yet can not touch.

Love that I seek but can not find.

The unseen and seen but nowhere near by.

To reach but not grasp

To ask the smallest of all small things yet given nothing and making it big.

To hear the words but not see the action is bigger than the grasp of that less taken.

What things we may know may never be found unless we pay attention to he who knows best. Yet even the best know not the road taken only the good that’s not forsaken.

I know the true love is the one above yet another true love is the one I want to love.

My heart yearns for love from that one man, the love…

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Posted by on November 17, 2016 in Poetry

 
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DO YOU REMEMBER… YOUR INNER CHILD-LIKE SOUL: Written by Jenny Palmer May 26, 2001And he said: “I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children,

you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. (Matthew 18:3)

Do you remember the days when you were a child? I do.

Do you remember when you fell,

And I said, Stand up

You’ll be okay?
Do you remember when you

Thought you had no friends?

What did I say then?

I said, It’s okay.

In me, you always have a friend.

I am your friend.
Do you remember

When you took your first step?

I reached out, then,

for you to take my hand.

Do you remember?
Do you remember

When everyone told you that you were ugly?

What was it I told you then?

I told you You’re beautiful;

You are the exact way I made you

In the…

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Posted by on November 1, 2016 in Poetry

 
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Angel Takes Flight

As I stated in and earlier entry I was born and raised in Audubon Pennsylvania. I grew up in Pennsylvania graduated highschool living my entire life relying under the wings of God due to a seizure disorder and not able to be what humans would call normal. Well as I was coming into graduation of senior year of highschool my youngest brother was moving into the highschool while my oldest brother was transitioning to college and my parents were dealing with their parents divorcing, ill and dieing and hurricane Floydd coming ripping thru flooding my childhood home out. Trying to do all in there power and will that they could with schooling and raising three kids a divorce of one in laws and several sick and on death bed family members they still sat trying to do what time they could to save my childhood house however unsuccessfully. Meanwhile all…

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Posted by on November 1, 2016 in Poetry

 
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Angel Takes Flight

I never denied myself

I never denied that I need help

I denied the trust of those in my realm around me who were doing the work of trying to help me

I have always complied with all around in whatever they ask it’s who I am

But trust and I don’t do well and many a time deform

I run from trust

I hide inside

I hide what hurts because it feels good to hide

But I’ve never denied I need help

I’ve begged and pleaded and written a battle cry

This is who I am honest, sincere, forward and endere

I’m not a monster they all form me out to be

I just want to stop fighting for equality

Been fighting that right for so long trying to get disability back to 1997 and everyday them denying me

Now I’ve reached a point in my life where it’s…

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Posted by on November 1, 2016 in Poetry

 
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Angel Takes Flight

When someone or something so close to your heart is connected within you core of your spiritual soul and you love them with your whole being yet manipulation and Satan work within your connections to interrupt and conflict and twist in all obstacles and lie filled stories creating the creation of the stereotype the world hears story of instead of who you really are within your inner self ripping and taking that and all you ever lived for and worked for away from you raping you of life and freedom and who you once created yourself and knew of who you are leaving you within the dark deep crevices of hell to tear your own self down after building yourself so high raping you of everything you ever lived to be and become and live for and speak out to be the voice to others silently silencing your whole being…

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Posted by on November 1, 2016 in Poetry

 
 
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