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Shhh

I intended to post this here to begin with, but messed up.  Still getting used to being back, and there are changes to WordPress since I’ve been away that are tripping me up a bit as well. Anyway, I went to reblog it and accidentally reblogged it to my blog too. LOL…so I’m posting it here too.  I WILL get used to this again. :)

Shhh

 

Amid the silence

Soft whispers of wind

Soothe my restless soul


A Comedy Tonight

Originally posted on My Life Uncut...Almost:

This was a poem I wrote last year, July 26 to be precise.  I haven’t written much new material for awhile…have been busy with other things and kind of have set all that writing on the shelf for a good while.  But lately I’ve been reading through a lot of it again. 

I’m posting this poem again not because there’s any particular kind of drama going on at the moment in my life…just something I was talking about recently with a friend, and about taking the drama and finding comedy within it as much as possible.  This speaks along those lines.  I hope you’re all having a wonderful weekend.  It is good to be back. :)

A Comedy Tonight

A tragedy it is, when drama’s left to rule my life

And all about the tears I cry, the worries and the strife

What fun that it can be to take…

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Checking in

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I haven’t been back here in so long I couldn’t remember my password.  I am as a result seriously behind on notifications, and I apologize if you have commented for no reply.  Life has been busy, but there’s much to be thankful for.

Since I’ve been here, I completed my massage therapy schooling. YAY!  I took the National exam on Monday and passed that, so have sent off for my license, and am thankful about that.  I’ve moved too, and that’s been keeping me busy…just to a different place.  Still in Pensacola.

There’s not a lot more to say at the moment.  Frankly I’m too tired to really say much.  For all your responses in my absence, whether kudos or complaints, I do thank you.  I appreciate the kudos always of course, but the complaints are good too, to remind me not to take myself too seriously.  One thing…

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Butterfly

I’d like to be a butterfly

Though  swiftly their lives do go by

But while they live, they bring a smile

To all who see their carefree style

 

So beautiful they are, you know

While they do flutter to and fro

And every one does still awake

The child within, make no mistake

 

If only I could live that way

As if my last day was today

To simply be, until I’m not

To make the most of what I’ve got

 

Alas, I’m not a butterfly

And sometimes human tears I cry

I’m selfish sometimes, yes it’s true

When circumstances make me blue

 

But God has made me with a plan

Though I don’t always understand

So I’ll just smile and give a sigh

Whene’er I see a butterfly


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Originally posted on My Life Uncut...Almost:

I haven’t been here in almost a month.  My, how time flies.  I’ve been going through a bit of a ‘slump’, personally, and just mostly trying to get through that.  Thanks to those of you who have stuck with me. 

School’s going pretty well…my grades have slacked off just a bit lately.  Nothing serious, but I’m sure it has to do with that slump because I have been having a lot of difficulty concentrating, and have been fighting off discouragement.  Again, nothing serious.  I have hope still…always.  One has to have hope or there is nothing.  My hope is in my faith.  It’s not in other people, for certain, nor is it in myself, nor is it in my circumstances.  I fail others and myself.

But that brings me to these thoughts today, about how I’m just not good.  There are those who would be ready to come along and…

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That’s right…NO blues on this absolutely gorgeous day. :)  I haven’t even opened my blog in several days…maybe a week or so.  Have been busy with school and various things.  Grace turned 11 this weekend and we celebrated that with much joy and fun and laughter.  But as a result of the weekend’s celebration and church, I’m playing catchup today with homework and studies…exam tonight in A & P.  I got my homework done, except for a couple things I’m stumped on at the moment, so I thought I’d take a break.

School has been going well and I am still enjoying it so very much, and so thankful for the opportunity to learn and grow.  I’m so excited about the future in the field.  I had my first clinic Friday night, where we get to massage actual clients.  I was nervous but excited, but it went very well and…

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A Bowl of Soup

I wish I had a bowl of soup

Alas, but I do not.

But if I had a bowl of soup

I’d like it nice and hot

~~~

But not too hot, just warm enough

To soothe my throat so sore

And if the soup was good enough

I might just ask for more

~~~

But since I have no bowl of soup

I’ll make a cup of tea

The herbal kind with lemon

And delightful, sweet honey

~~~

I hope you like this little poem

Though it’s not some great verse

Remember, while it’s not the best

I’ve penned, by far, much worse.

;)


Originally posted on My Life Uncut...Almost:

I have this deep seeded need to understand things.  I’m always saying those words, “I don’t understand.”  And they’re usually followed by the words, “but I trust God.”  That third word in the title of this…the one in the middle, I guess I’m realizing that I haven’t quite reached.  I have to a degree, but if I’m still consistently saying those words…”I don’t understand”…I think it indicates a lack of acceptance on my part.

That said, I think there are things that I’m not supposed to just accept.  You know the Serenity Prayer, “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”  That prayer, I think, is one I should be lifting up every day.  There are things I shouldn’t accept, but should change, whether they’re outside circumstances, or things within…

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Hurt That Lingers

There is a hurt that lingers

So deep within my soul

It’s like I’m holding on to it

Without it…don’t feel whole

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I know I’ve been forgiven

For wrongs that I have done

And those done me by others

I’ve forgiven every one

~~~

So now I’m letting go today

Of sorrow that I feel

Unnecessary sorrow

So these wounds may fin’lly heal

~~~

Please help me not to look at them…

To leave them all alone

Except just for recalling them

As if a stepping stone

~~~

I pray the smile upon my face

Be genuine and real

Not just disguising pain and hurt

That deep inside I feel

~~~

I am not ruled by feelings

Though feel them, I will do

While resting in your mercy and

Your love so deep and true.


I’m gonna hurt you

Originally posted on My Life Uncut...Almost:

I tend to be an analytical sort of person.  Always have been.  I see someone act a certain way and my mind just goes to trying to figure out the reasons why.  I do think there is wicked, and there is good.  But for the most part, I think all of us have a little of both within us.  Some just choose, for whatever reason, to accentuate one of them more than the other.  That said, there are people who do pretty wicked things while hiding under a mask of good too.  And there are people who come off as not so nice, but deep inside, they may have a heart of gold.

Most of us at one time or another know what it’s like to get angry at someone and lash out in that moment of passion.  I know I do.  I’ve done it…more than once.  I’ve either lashed…

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5 in the Morning (A Day in the Life Challenge)

It’s 5 in the morning, and Marley the cat

Is screaming he’s hungry, that’s why he’s so fat

I stumble around him, on way to the loo

It’s always the first stop…admit it’s yours too!

~~~

Then head to the kitchen, and put on a pot

Of freshly brewed coffee, all steamy and hot

I tell dear old Marley, you’ll just have to wait

Can’t get our dear Gracie to meet the bus late

~~~

And as I am dressing, I’m racking my brain

In hopes that the mem’ry of dreams will remain

But rarely, if ever do I have such luck

They’re buried quite quickly in this brain of muck

~~~

I’m dressed and I’m ready, we’re out the front door

And happily head to the bus stop once more

We’re smiling and laughing and singing a song

Then here comes the bus ’round the corner ‘fore long

~~~

I wave my goodbyes and head back homeward bound

And there Marley sits, making nary a sound

I give him his breakfast, and maybe a treat

And now he can stay out from under my feet

~~~

I’m at the computer, with coffee in hand

To see what has happened in old Facebook land

Maybe I’ll blog a dear poem for you

If I can come up with a good one or two

~~~

Now off to my studies, and laundry perhaps

With thoughts sometimes swirling, like they’re running laps

But trying to focus, and doing my best

The time to relax will be after the test

~~~

When afternoon comes, Gen’ral Hospital’s on

It’s my guilty pleasure, I’ve watched it so long

And 2:30 comes and I head down the walk

To pick up dear Grace, and we have a nice talk

~~~

I ask her what kind of a day that she had

And what kind of homework, “well that’s not too bad!”

I get her a snack and we visit a bit

And then to the shower, if I haven’t yet

~~~

It’s time to get ready to head to my class

I want to do well, and not merely to pass

The classes are fun, almost all of the time

I’m glad to be learning, and I feel sublime

~~~

And now class is over, I load up my stuff

The day’s almost over, it’s not been too rough

I spend just awhile winding down this old mind

Then out of my scrubs, my dear bed looks so kind

~~~

As I lay my head on the pillow again

I lift up a prayer, and then say “Amen.”

But not that it’s all of the praying I’ve done

Throughout all the day I have talked to the One

~~~

Who blesses me daily, or may dry my tears

Reminds me He’s with me, and calms all my fears

And I close my eyes and before we both know

Another day’s over, to dreamland I go.


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Originally posted on My Life Uncut...Almost:

Here’s a new abstract for you to come up with names for…finally!! :) 

Here’s the picture I used to create this one.  It’s a photo from 1985 of my kids, taken in my parents’ backyard…Jen and Tommy and poor Traci. LOL

I’m setting a deadline of Wed., Oct. 10 for your names.  I know I haven’t been good about getting to these on the deadlines lately, and am sorry about that.  But I will try. 

Also, just a reminder that I’ve changed the rules.  I will pick a name from those selected to title the abstract, rather than going on voting, and all of the submitted names will be listed to be used as poetry prompts for the next Poetry Challenge.

Hope you like the new abstract, and look forward to seeing your names!  And now I’m off to study some more…2 finals coming up this week! :0

Love and…

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It’s been several weeks since I have done these.  My apologies for the delay.  For the last Poetry Challenge, if you remember I had changed things up and decided to just make it for fun, so there is no longer a true competition…just an offer of a prompt for poetry without the competing.  As it turned out, there was only one submission from Maggie.  Here it is, and thank you to Maggie!!

Skystone Creation
by Anne Sikes

Skystone Creation (a rispetto)
The Ring

A legend chimes some truth and my bell rings.
I feel the depth of turquoise, watch it shine
its message, and I love the song it sings.
What treasure it communicates. How fine

its healing message. Look upon my hand
and see the turquoise circle, small but grand,
that I wear in a ring. It moves my heart,
and with it I know I will…

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Dreams

I dream of things beyond my reach

Though on them I try not to dwell

I’m thankful for the blessings each

But my heart’s not an empty shell

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I long for love to hold me tight

To laugh and cry along with me

To comfort me throughout the night

I fear it’s never meant to be

~~~

I’m thankful, though, as said above

And try to dwell on that instead

For in my heart, I have known love

And each new day, I do not dread

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There is a hope that lives within

And every day, I still can smile

That hope it keeps me moving on

In happy times, and every trial

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But even so, it must be said

The dreams, I still will hold on to

Long as I’m living, and not dead

I still believe in them, do you?

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