Tag: random musings
member name: Debra B.
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June 13, 2008 12:08 AM EDT --
There is a weeping willow tree
outside my bedroom window.
I look at it in the early morning ---
there are dew drops dangling from its graceful tendrils.
They dazzle in the new day's light . . .
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June 18, 2008 05:14 PM EDT --
I couldn't sleep last night so I let my mind wonder. When I finally harnessed my thoughts, this is what I had come up with. I'm not sure where the idea came from, but while I . . .
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March 25, 2008 07:51 PM EDT --
Recenly in my Sunday School class a man expressed his skepticism when a child "goes forward" at the end of the church service to accept Christ as their Savior -- if the child . . .
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May 14, 2008 07:06 PM EDT --
I see stars hanging in the midnight sky.
While standing in my state of awe
I peer toward the ancient lights
sparking silver blue and fiery white.
They are millions and millions of miles away, . . .
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June 12, 2008 11:55 PM EDT --
Floating on air
Nothing under my feet
Suspended 'tween high and low
Hanging.
No ground on which to stand
No walls on which to lean
The air has lost all warmth
Its chill wraps me
Cold. . . .
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June 29, 2008 08:09 PM EDT --
I was thinking of an old Red Skelton routine--the one of an old man at a parade caught up in emotion when the American Flad was carried by--and came up with this. So, with Independence Day coming . . .
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April 04, 2008 05:54 PM EDT --
Monday morn' - I rise from bed.
I should be pondering the week ahead.
But Friday's on my mind instead.
It seems I wish my life away
one-week-at-a-time.
Tuesday morn' - I . . .
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April 09, 2008 05:15 PM EDT --
Shutting my eyes, I often look back
to a simpler time in a cherished place.
This time I see a country road of flying dust
and my dad in his trusty old pick-up truck.
Driving the roads that surround . . .
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April 10, 2008 06:53 PM EDT --
(I wrote this as a gift to my parents.)
It was fun being a kid...
Running in the grass with no shoes on.
Playing in the sunshine. Jumpin' rope.
Hopscotch. Tag. Telling knock-knock jokes. . . .
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May 01, 2008 08:01 PM EDT --
Here I am in this empty room
with no one to share my tea,
taking notice of the silence
that encircles me.
The light goes faint and then I see
the figure on the wall.
Suddenly it occurs to . . .
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February 20, 2008 06:04 PM EST --
The aged woman sits on her front porch
shelling some beans into an old iron pot
in her chair rocking back and forth
while humming a hymn. She's thankful for what she's got.
She went . . .
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May 14, 2008 04:38 PM EDT --
One reason my ex- is my ex- is because we stopped talking. If the kids were gone for the weekend, we would maybe say 10 words to one another during the entire period. . . .
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April 18, 2008 07:06 PM EDT --
For a period of 21 months I was working full time and going to school full time. I know-I know; others have done it, and have done it successfully, but I often thought that (at my age) I . . .
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February 08, 2008 06:09 PM EST --
Where once familiar landmarks were
are pylons of concrete, steel and glass.
Asphalt covered parking lots have
replaced spans of freshly mowed grass.
I once saw silhouettes of mountains
and . . .
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