She wanted to believe in…
his candy coated words
She had to…
Last straws
ends of ropes
the vestiges of home
Hope was a four letter word
until it was replaced with another
L-O-V-E
She made…
one last time attempt
to believe
in
“you and me”
When she removed
the rose-colored glasses
there was
only “me”
holding this…
Thanks Garrett Charles for the right photo
*http://www.flickr.com/photos/g-ratphotos/3328593629/sizes/m/in/photostream/
Learning to live by the indwelling life of Christ.
Gud skaper noko nytt ved sitt Ord og sin Ande, vi kan ta imot det i tru og få oppleve at han gjer sitt verk med oss. Hans skaparkraft verkar konstuktivt i våre liv og skaper noko som er verdifullt for oss. Naturkreftene verkar nedebrytande, i fylgje entropilova, men Gud er Ånd og det som er født av hans Ande består. Jesu frelsesverk er fullbrakt og fullkome. Han er den siste Adam, som er ifrå himmelen og som for oss har vorte ei livgjevande ånd. Han gjev oss den Heilage Ande frå himmelen av berre nåde. Han gjev oss det evige livet.
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
Books by author Diana Coombes
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
my humanity in written form
Experiments in Creative Writing, and more ....
Poetry by Mich
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penned in moon dust 
oh dang moon…
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well good- I guess i get my pence for writing today
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We are addicted to the words but we must pay close attention to the actions behind them.
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hmm like your take on that – thanks
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That was nice MDW. Hidden meanings….
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Thanks Shail – I like to do the hidden thing if I can in 160
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We want so badly to believe in fairy tale love we end up with exactly what you so aptly describe. That and skepticism.
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You are so right – reality is hard
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Ah…do like this one a lot.
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When you like a poem that says alot 🙂
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I’ve looked at a few through rose-colored glasses too. Many many moons ago, of course. Seems part of life for many.
Beautiful words, Moon.
xo
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those rose colored glasses will fool you every time
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Oh, boy. Who doesn’t believe what they want to believe?
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Argh! Not empty handed! Oh, you broke my heart!
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picture is great isnt it?
thanks my dear
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Oh My God! Words one can relate to so much..
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It’s sad that people understand emptiness so well
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