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Lustdon't ignite me for i will more than burn, i will catch fire, i will flare, don't excite me lest stand amuck at my return, for i will come undone, i will bare.Lust
call me not to wakefulness, lest prove you're worth twice my dream, nor attempt to test my innocence, and find i am not what i seem.
say not my name, you unmindful lips, don't tempt me, do you want this wine? the bitter sips? don't merely seduce me, for i am not honey in a cup of tea.
november 16, 2006
by ~Beebi
Celebration of LifeOne day I will die and a friend will stand to give the eulogy, And she will speak of all the things you didn’t know about me, Things I’ve achieved and things I didn’t, Some things you might have heard of and some things you never had a hint.Celebration of Life
She will speak of the life I lived, My passion, my faith and the words I believed, About the things I loved and hated, she will surely tell,
How I stood proud and rose each time I fell.
She will tell of the things that made me smile, that made me laugh, Butterflies and seashells I can’t seem to have enough, The beach, the ocean and
by ~Beebi
The Ultimate DeceptionDid you know that I lie? I showed you yellow when really it was gray, You know that I would fly, Even if the wind has gone away.The Ultimate Deception
I tasted sweet when really I was bitter, Was pink that minute I should have been pale, Nearly fainting but still in between laughter, See, as wit became more expensive, I ‘m on sale.
Falling from highs I never climbed, Drowning in tears I never cried, You’ll never see it, though you’re not blind, Never feel it, though I’m right at your side.
November 8, 2006
by ~Beebi
Skin To WearHow many mornings have I woken up, Wishing I didn’t have to, Wishing there’s something I could do to stop, Everything that I have to be and do.Skin To Wear
It’s true, I struggle to meet mornings, It’s early, but already barely making it through, As I wrestle with thoughts, with bearings.
What shall I wear today? I seem to have exhausted all my sheath; Shall I put on the big “S” on my chest today? To cover the weakness I wear underneath?
Shall I put on my red hat, Let go of all the repression and negativity, Or the black one to numb all that, All
by ~Beebi
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ChamomileGreen leaves Chamomile tea Flowers and sunsets On butterfly wingsChamomile
Summer days With no end in sight Twinkling red fairies And green and blue lights
Wind in the willows Shape the trees Floating on rainbows In chamomile dreams
Calico cats Red and blue eyes Scared of the dark Blood in the skies
Haunting and moaning Saints are all gone Chamomile teas Now calico dreams
by ~meddum
Sleepy ShoreSand beneath my feet, Rhythmic murmurs of the shore Lull my mind to sleepSleepy Shore
by ~margerite
Divided Against MyselfI suppose that I must use my voice, But suppression is my drug of choice.Divided Against Myself
I find this predicament quite amusing If not definitely confusing;
Against myself I am divided In arguments quite uninvited:
I trust those things I would admit, Inside I’d feel the opposite I’m passionate yet &nbs
by ~margerite
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- Interests: Butterflies, Music, Poetry, Art, Traveling, Reading, Sailing, Beach and Ocean
- Favourite poet or writer: Emily Dickinson, Pablo Neruda, C.S. Lewis, J.R.R.Tolkien, Emily Bronte
- Favourite cartoon character: wakko of the animaniacs
- Tools of the Trade: Pen and Paper
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its not too late to become what you were meant to be
hopefully that will be different upon your next visit.
my best to you
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It inspired me.
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thank you very much for the favourite on "apples to ashes again".
I am extremely honoured.
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i will not bow.
you will not mock my God.
you will not kill my generation.
---are you not entertained?!
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