Monthly Archives: September 2012


We were everything
We used to speak over each other
We used to finish each others sentences
We’d spend all of our time together
Our lives and spirits almost always intertwined
Always waking when we knew the other was not there or gone from the bed side
Now its as we don’t even speak
We don’t even see eye to eye
We don’t lye in bed anymore like before
We are just like two ships passing in the night seas
It’s as if our love or our spirits have died and we both only cry inside
This is not the life we have seen
Yet he is the life for me
He is still my everything
We were everything
I believe we still could be if we could both only see where our differences lye and where we could fix our prides.

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Posted by on September 30, 2012 in Love, Uncategorized


The Feeling I Have Within This Hospital Bed

Lying head up in this hospital bed. Pain piercing within the front and mid back of my head.
Doctors in white coats telling me to do one thing, while shrubs get mad and tell me NO! With no voice to scream for help annd no hospital bell to ring them in. My head pain begins again. My chest burns in all the stress while I still lye awaiting the more ordered tests. Xray of chest and monitors holding me down. Nowhere to go still lying in the room of the unknowns. My head feeling like it will soon explode and my neck and chest throbbing as if screaming throughout town for anyone to hear of whom may be near. Eyes feeling like they are falling out of my head. Fuzzy and spinning, being surprised that I am not yet dead. That is the feeling I have within my head. The feeling I have within this hospital bed.

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Posted by on September 30, 2012 in Uncategorized


Depression Was The Diagnosis They Gave

I sit behind these walls not of fame, but instead of all my very own deepest pains.
Watching my life fade away into the shadows and shades. Evil reaching out and jutting it up in one quick snatch as if to laugh and say who got the last one now?
Being put in cuffs from head to toe and taken by escort right out the door to sit for hours in one room with a stranger not knowing what the next many hours will behold behind the next door.
As if in a war yet not even so you live tied and knotted within your very own life
Not even seeming real but like a fading dream
Depression is the diagnosis they give in the end. With suicidal precautions and questions in the air. Did she or not is what I heard said. As the women next to me continues drawing blood.
Don’t know if you’ll stay the night or go home or even what the future may hold, but eventually it will show answers that seem not there now. Your not in it alone! There are many just like yours whom you don’t even know. Hold onto your dreams, open new doors and don’t look down it will soon be looking up and stay straight….don’t give up friend. All will turn out in the very end.

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Posted by on September 29, 2012 in Love, Uncategorized


Weather The Storm

A beautiful life

nothing hidden within

Nothing hiding inside

everything exposed and changed

all life open and expanding in growth

nothing holding back beginning on working it all out

Ready to fight our way ahead and makeover this on coming storm

your not gonna blow me down

your not gonna hold me back

I’m gonna fight and win

I’m gonna pull thru and survive

this fight will not be my  living will or my very dieing day

I will not let you take all I have

I will fight to continue to live in the end

I will remain who i am and not be changed

I shall stand my ground as I was found

I will weather and hold out this rising raging storm

It’s a beautiful life 

It’s a beautiful life

I shall not drowned in it’s rain

I shall not break down from any of it’s large size hails 

I shall fight to live and remain and stay strong

I AM living to win



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Posted by on September 25, 2012 in Uncategorized


Blue Moon

Blue moon rise
A beautiful evening surprise

An orange sun rise
After wet days of the rainy skies

White clouds passing us by
Ringing in a beautiful brite brand new day

Greys of many colors
all dried and washed away

Blue moon in the night
I’ll be waiting for you once again
when day is done
when you shall come again
millions of nights again.

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Posted by on September 20, 2012 in Animals/Nature, Poetry, Uncategorized


Your Legacy Will Live On…..In Memory of Officer Brad Fox

recognition of a friend after their life has passed by in the end
two starngers left in life traveled by two opposite ways with twi different lives
one knowing you’ve known him before. ..
the other not even a chance to say goodbye

two different people

two different lives

Taken suddenly by traggic death
not even a chance to cry
murder by the hand of death and
stupidity in the skies.
Feeling of disbelief as he once was a true friend and never once had bad written within his eyes
legacy living on forever with
everyone he knew
does not compare to a kind good man he created from a child to this wonderful caring young man he was
Never a thouht of himself first
yet always willing to be that helpinv man, hero and friend to be there for the other one in need.
A family man
Strong willed friend
a man who could not be saved
another angel who gained his wings and flew away too soon
Rest in peace my friend
forgot you will not become
i promise you today on your birthday that your legacy will continue on and we all will be faithful until our end as you always been with us as well.

Your legacy will live on and forgotten you will not become!/RipOfficerBradFox?ref=stream&__user=1219817045

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Posted by on September 14, 2012 in Love, Ofc. Brad Fox, Poetry, Uncategorized


The Day We'll Never Forget…..A Day They Call 9/11

The day we’ll never forget

A day two planes flew through the sky leaving a jet stream unforgettable

The day we all lost a friend, a child, a sister or brother

a father or mother sheds a tear never like any other

Miracles were born that day

all evil was in sight

with evil’s face showing itself and Christ’s arms hugging and embracing everyone there that day

face’s seen in the smoke and clouds that day

with angel’s standing by

Christ wrapping himself around the human race trying to keep all he reached safe

a grandparent lost her grandkids, by a life taken upon that site

emergency responders from all around the world coming in to respond and help all those who could be saved

Fire’s burned. screams were heard. building’s crumbled and fell

leaving massive rubble throughout the center of one New York town

leaving an open ground they call ground zero

Photo’s became history to remind us forevermore

three responders raised the flag in respect of all who died there that day

while others planted a giant cross upon that sight in remembrances of those souls scattered that day

while a nation learned how to work together and unite for the noticeable first time

Now eleven years later after all had been cleaned and remained

you still hear that story live upon the streets

you still feel the emotion of reliving that very september day

and that day now holds a name as it became a piece in national holiday history

a day they call 9/11

the day we’ll never forget

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Posted by on September 11, 2012 in Dreams, kids, Love, Poetry, Uncategorized