<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917</id><updated>2024-08-30T03:35:03.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of Conscious</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for me to share my poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-2668073348633515695</id><published>2014-02-06T01:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2014-07-29T22:10:34.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Close those eyes one last time as I say my goodnight prayer. I&#39;ve got to ask thee, would thy please forgive me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more word muttered, stuttered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should of, could of, would of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bullet shot taken straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wounded and killed back of my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2668073348633515695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2014/02/darkness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2668073348633515695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2668073348633515695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2014/02/darkness.html' title='darkness'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-8188110369065212225</id><published>2014-02-06T01:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2014-07-29T22:10:05.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day</title><content type='html'>Darkened holes in the black sky&lt;div&gt;Drapes swung aside for viewing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solid yellow draining my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dare to speak, dare to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closed those eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sold those coals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drowning down below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark my words one did say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today&#39;s the last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk away with a shotgun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you think you won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The knife carves sharp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep underneath it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pounce once more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cord cut short&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak once fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak twice fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fair warning sent out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep beating stronger yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing says more&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8188110369065212225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2014/02/day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8188110369065212225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8188110369065212225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2014/02/day.html' title='day'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-6991161408464636078</id><published>2012-10-12T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-12T10:21:05.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There&#39;s a sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
like something&#39;s been left behind&lt;br /&gt;
So lost and can&#39;t be found&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;ve wiped the tears&lt;br /&gt;
smiled a sad goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
flashed a wave, to say okay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Explosion excruciating&lt;br /&gt;
don&#39;t want to be alone again&lt;br /&gt;
Only know the truth of us&lt;br /&gt;
to lock it up inside&lt;br /&gt;
criminal, subliminal, fictional&lt;br /&gt;
can&#39;t say a farewell&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His heart&#39;s been broken, yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;
So was mine, mine, so was mine, mine&lt;br /&gt;
said I needed to forget, get&lt;br /&gt;
needed to ignore, nore, our love, love&lt;br /&gt;
pretend, tend it wasn&#39;t there, there&lt;br /&gt;
Noooo, noooo, nooooooooh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Searching for the light of life&lt;br /&gt;
has gone darken&lt;br /&gt;
Anticipate sounds of happiness&lt;br /&gt;
has been muted&lt;br /&gt;
Speculate the warmth lost in lies&lt;br /&gt;
has been frozen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Someone told you to hold the hope&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
that what&#39;s lost can be found&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Time to move forward&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
grab on tight as it rocks today&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
fly away its too soon&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
wake up from the pain so slow&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6991161408464636078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/lost-and-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/6991161408464636078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/6991161408464636078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and Found'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-5389133261241120632</id><published>2012-10-06T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-29T22:11:19.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No more</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
Can&#39;t cry another tear&lt;br&gt;
Can&#39;t shed another year&lt;br&gt;
Some say it ain&#39;t worth it&lt;br&gt;
My heart&#39;s been lonely&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In the moment I should be the happiest&lt;br&gt;
I let the pain drown my emotions&lt;br&gt;
And when I should have been&lt;br&gt;
broken,&amp;nbsp;beat down and torn apart,&lt;br&gt;
I was numb&lt;br&gt;
Nothing at all&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So now you see, I&#39;m holding on&lt;br&gt;
I&#39;ve got a life to live</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5389133261241120632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post_6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5389133261241120632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5389133261241120632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post_6.html' title='No more'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-8650476354975465353</id><published>2012-10-04T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-29T22:11:18.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh oh</title><content type='html'>Oh oh oh oh boy you just let me go&lt;br&gt;
ooooh woooo, don&#39;t you know&lt;br&gt;
oh oh, I know you do&lt;br&gt;
So what am to to do&lt;br&gt;
but oh, don&#39;t you worry&lt;br&gt;
not about me, no no no&lt;br&gt;
you just go, you go be happy, ha, ha, happy&lt;br&gt;
really, please, I beg of thee&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But my love for you won&#39;t go nowhere&lt;br&gt;
Its right here, I placed in a jar&lt;br&gt;
l</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8650476354975465353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8650476354975465353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8650476354975465353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post.html' title='Oh oh'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-7491680840183651962</id><published>2012-10-04T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-04T11:00:49.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna</title><content type='html'>Gonna sing&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna dance&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna live&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna laugh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
play a simple tune&amp;nbsp;and play along&lt;br /&gt;
sing that song,&amp;nbsp;belt it loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;
don&#39;t you fear,&amp;nbsp;I wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;
come on now, dance with me&lt;br /&gt;
move those hips, pop those locks&lt;br /&gt;
jump and jive, look alive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna sing&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna dance&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna live&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna laugh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dream your dreams and take a chance&lt;br /&gt;
take a risk and live your life&lt;br /&gt;
you can do anything you want&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll be here to laugh through the day&lt;br /&gt;
to hold you when life gets scary&lt;br /&gt;
but a chuckle will chase your fear away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7491680840183651962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/gonna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7491680840183651962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7491680840183651962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/gonna.html' title='Gonna'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-1655486914908423697</id><published>2012-10-04T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-04T11:01:05.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
talk to the cute boy at the fruit stand&lt;br /&gt;
just gonna walk up and say hello&lt;br /&gt;
chit a little, chat a lot&lt;br /&gt;
maybe discover what he&#39;s got&lt;br /&gt;
maybe I&#39;ll take a stroll&lt;br /&gt;
laugh with the girl behind that counter&lt;br /&gt;
because life, life is worth it&lt;br /&gt;
the card machine is broke again&lt;br /&gt;
and little mister mister is upset&lt;br /&gt;
smile and make his day&lt;br /&gt;
life is too good&lt;br /&gt;
life is too short&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;
stand up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;
and walk out that door&lt;br /&gt;
not gonna be afraid&lt;br /&gt;
not gonna be so sad&lt;br /&gt;
no no no&lt;br /&gt;
gonna get up and live my life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dance in the parking lot with my friends&lt;br /&gt;
grab hands and make a fool&lt;br /&gt;
jump up and down&lt;br /&gt;
spin around, fall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;
get up, laugh again,&lt;br /&gt;
tell a joke to anyone listening&lt;br /&gt;
because life is meant to live&lt;br /&gt;
to be enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;
a little laughter sure don&#39;t hurt&lt;br /&gt;
might make her day&lt;br /&gt;
life is too good&lt;br /&gt;
life is too short&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;
stand up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;
and walk out that door&lt;br /&gt;
not gonna be afraid&lt;br /&gt;
not gonna be so sad&lt;br /&gt;
gonna get up and live my life</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1655486914908423697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/gonna-live-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/1655486914908423697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/1655486914908423697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/gonna-live-my-life.html' title='Get Up'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-7604870193121333955</id><published>2012-10-03T09:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-10-03T09:22:40.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Up Tall</title><content type='html'>The little girl did just fall&lt;div&gt;
still she stands up tall&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
she is strong&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
she takes it in&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
assesses life surrounding&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
smiles and walks along&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
whistling a simple song&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She thought he knew her&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She thought he was everything&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She forgot she was gold&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She forget she has it all&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Still she stands up tall&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She is strong&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She won&#39;t keep on falling&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She is strong&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She keeps loving everyone&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She is strong&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She won&#39;t give up&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She won&#39;t give in&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She only stands up tall&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Tell them the truth&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Tell them who you are&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Don&#39;t be afraid&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To be this girl&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She is strong&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
She stands up tall&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7604870193121333955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/stand-up-tall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7604870193121333955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7604870193121333955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/10/stand-up-tall.html' title='Stand Up Tall'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-3983246717903767714</id><published>2012-09-23T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-23T23:07:09.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I see</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;When I close my eyes, its you I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;Walking down the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;A smile drawn wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;Laying across my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;Telling me another bad joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;Opening my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;Leaving it unlocked again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow;&quot;&gt;its you I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3983246717903767714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3983246717903767714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3983246717903767714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-see.html' title='I see'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-2639493014629187519</id><published>2012-09-21T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-21T14:47:30.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the good night bed time song</title><content type='html'>The clock ticks twelve&lt;br /&gt;
I lay my head upon my pillow&lt;br /&gt;
The sigh of lost sleep arouse&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve said my good nights&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve been tucked to bed&lt;br /&gt;
But here I lie, eyes peeled wide&lt;br /&gt;
I find a line of the wall&lt;br /&gt;
There we sit backs to the hay&lt;br /&gt;
Our legs a hanging over&lt;br /&gt;
Watching the world below&lt;br /&gt;
Your hand warms mine&lt;br /&gt;
The tingle up my spine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But as dream would have it,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A coon hisses from behind&lt;br /&gt;
With teeth twice the size&lt;br /&gt;
Tail fluffed, ready to pounce&lt;br /&gt;
Down underneath our feet&lt;br /&gt;
The farm gators beckon&lt;br /&gt;
Crunching gravel they wait&lt;br /&gt;
But you just laugh&lt;br /&gt;
laugh till you cry&lt;br /&gt;
Baby doll, this is your daydream&lt;br /&gt;
Meant to put you asleep&lt;br /&gt;
Be happy my girl,&lt;br /&gt;
I will hold you safe if you need&lt;br /&gt;
Be strong my love,&lt;br /&gt;
I speak coon, I&#39;ll send them off&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I roll across the bed,&lt;br /&gt;
Oh me, oh my&lt;br /&gt;
Half a laugh, more a sigh&lt;br /&gt;
It worked, no wonder why&lt;br /&gt;
Awake again, a new dream to come&lt;br /&gt;
My head falls back, my eyes do shut&lt;br /&gt;
My mind wanders back to you&lt;br /&gt;
Our hands are held, our lips do lock&lt;br /&gt;
The light turns green&lt;br /&gt;
Look the clock just turned twelve.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2639493014629187519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-good-night-bed-time-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2639493014629187519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2639493014629187519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-good-night-bed-time-song.html' title='the good night bed time song'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-4791429090990683757</id><published>2012-09-21T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-21T13:25:34.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>Stone cold frozen in time&lt;br /&gt;
Let the fade pull it away&lt;br /&gt;
Wash the pain down the drain&lt;br /&gt;
Emotions on hold set them aside&lt;br /&gt;
yeah, I cried&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Recovery a sweet embark&lt;br /&gt;
Laughter a gentle voyage&lt;br /&gt;
A journey of joyous&lt;br /&gt;
A gallery of relations&lt;br /&gt;
yeah, I cried&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Change thereafter&lt;br /&gt;
Time to be, time to see&lt;br /&gt;
A life to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;
A canvas to fill&lt;br /&gt;
yeah, my tears are dried&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/4791429090990683757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/4791429090990683757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/4791429090990683757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-5758563241296763986</id><published>2012-09-14T12:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-14T12:41:54.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounded</title><content type='html'>If I had known&lt;br /&gt;
the sun, the love, the life&lt;br /&gt;
Star-burst trees&lt;br /&gt;
shadows walk along&lt;br /&gt;
murals on the walls&lt;br /&gt;
deep within the cave&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m not lost, I can&#39;t be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I had known&lt;br /&gt;
waterworks, skinny-dips&lt;br /&gt;
Saturday raindrops&lt;br /&gt;
Cotton candy fluffery&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes anger eats&lt;br /&gt;
current with pain&lt;br /&gt;
Gone be the sways&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I had known&lt;br /&gt;
leaks of ink a line&lt;br /&gt;
tears are just a song&lt;br /&gt;
played from the heart&lt;br /&gt;
bright glowing claws&lt;br /&gt;
summer breeze death&lt;br /&gt;
periscope of evidence&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I had known&lt;br /&gt;
the woods enough&lt;br /&gt;
ski off the ramp&lt;br /&gt;
petting rabbits today&lt;br /&gt;
just run&lt;br /&gt;
Scraps of webs&lt;br /&gt;
pealing off the wounds</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5758563241296763986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/wounded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5758563241296763986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5758563241296763986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/wounded.html' title='Wounded'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-8480738532959006025</id><published>2012-09-14T09:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-14T09:40:50.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I dread those words</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
I laugh, I cry&lt;br /&gt;
You said&lt;br /&gt;
White in Red&lt;br /&gt;
I want to try&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Under head&lt;br /&gt;
I ask why&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a lie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont dread&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br class=&quot;Apple-interchange-newline&quot; /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8480738532959006025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-dread-those-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8480738532959006025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8480738532959006025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-dread-those-words.html' title='I dread those words'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-5533534901572428967</id><published>2012-09-14T09:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-14T09:40:20.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'> Shards</title><content type='html'>In the dead of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
while the rain pours below&lt;br /&gt;
I stand to dance my song&lt;br /&gt;
of horror that lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Laugh a strange remark&lt;br /&gt;
As the stars above do glow&lt;br /&gt;
Moon shines to play along&lt;br /&gt;
Explorer dressed to thread&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Endless rides amusement park&lt;br /&gt;
Walk past scares of chateau&lt;br /&gt;
Dont you prolong&lt;br /&gt;
Dust of light spread&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/5533534901572428967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/shards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5533534901572428967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/5533534901572428967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/shards.html' title=' Shards'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-8753802014424860645</id><published>2012-09-12T12:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-12T12:40:08.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakko of Paum</title><content type='html'>Walking beneath the whispers of clouds&lt;br /&gt;
Quandary of the rights and wrongs&lt;br /&gt;
Paint of white streaked across&lt;br /&gt;
Crisp apples ready to fall&lt;br /&gt;
Crawling, inching, the elephant moves on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sprays of char dusted rolls liven&lt;br /&gt;
Contrivance of virtue or vice&lt;br /&gt;
Scatter ghords printed in pink&lt;br /&gt;
Tender souls broken apart&lt;br /&gt;
Attack, invade of the funneling spider around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But of wrath I cry out in pain&lt;br /&gt;
Effervescent distress the disaster&lt;br /&gt;
Lost in grayness blanking the sweeps&lt;br /&gt;
Simply love torn in two&lt;br /&gt;
Let the bite of the bat sink deep within&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/8753802014424860645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/hakko-of-paum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8753802014424860645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/8753802014424860645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/hakko-of-paum.html' title='Hakko of Paum'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-6734982772600858889</id><published>2012-09-12T11:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-12T11:28:44.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Rain</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the rainfall isn&#39;t so pretty &lt;br /&gt;
The way I saw it drown the worlds woes &lt;br /&gt;
It opened a fresh new world&lt;br /&gt;
But today the sun doesn&#39;t shine through&lt;br /&gt;
It falls in the city full of fumes&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s the rain the burns&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s the rain that poisons &lt;br /&gt;
A little beat on the back&lt;br /&gt;
A stab to where it aches the most&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes the rainfall isn&#39;t so pretty&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/6734982772600858889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-little-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/6734982772600858889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/6734982772600858889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-little-rain.html' title='A little Rain'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-2837657706104325723</id><published>2012-09-12T11:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-12T11:28:14.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a way?</title><content type='html'>Is there a way?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; To be distant but yet so close&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where nobody can sense the space&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is there a way?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; To forget the day of destruction&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where the world started to crumble&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is there a way?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; To only remember the good times&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where hope&#39;s bell did once chime&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is there a way?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; To find oneself, all the while hiding&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where nobdoy else can find, but yourself&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is there a way?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To be. To forget. To remember. To find.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where the world does change and the light does turn on again.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/2837657706104325723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/is-there-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2837657706104325723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/2837657706104325723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/is-there-way.html' title='Is there a way?'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-3425948183502210037</id><published>2012-09-03T22:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-03T22:51:39.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me crazy, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
But someday we will&lt;br /&gt;
Something small&lt;br /&gt;
Not too fancy&lt;br /&gt;
But someday we will&lt;br /&gt;
The rain will fall&lt;br /&gt;
We will kiss our I do&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;
And walk side by side&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll hold your hand, &lt;br /&gt;
And rest my head on your chest&lt;br /&gt;
Not today, I know,&lt;br /&gt;
But someday we will&lt;br /&gt;
Something small&lt;br /&gt;
Not too fancy&lt;br /&gt;
But someday we will&lt;br /&gt;
A little brick wall&lt;br /&gt;
And a locked green door &lt;br /&gt;
Awaiting our arrival&lt;br /&gt;
Turn the key,&lt;br /&gt;
And we will walk in together&lt;br /&gt;
Not today, I know,&lt;br /&gt;
But someday we will&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3425948183502210037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/call-me-crazy-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3425948183502210037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3425948183502210037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/09/call-me-crazy-baby.html' title='Call me crazy, baby'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-6163108558459218912</id><published>2012-08-29T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-29T09:49:14.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live a Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;Gonna go for a ride, down a long dirt road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;Go home, go true, back to the country roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;Hey hey, puddle on the left, splash it high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;Roll the windows up on a hot, hot day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;And turn up the dust, lose yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #7f6000;&quot;&gt;Gonna go for a ride, down a long dirt road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Country girl, home and true &lt;br /&gt;
Live a little redneck lovin,&lt;br /&gt;
Laugh a little hicktown style,&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s my life, it&#39;s my style,&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s been a while&lt;br /&gt;
Country girl, home and true&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Turn up the tunes, play me some Hank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Some George, Some Waylon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Need me some good ole Willie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Home grown and true, time is due,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Rock my stereo, something old, something new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;But hey hey, play me a good ole country tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Flashes of victory shatter through the darkness of this world&lt;br /&gt;
Bellows of authority cry over the laughter of today&#39;s cruelties&lt;br /&gt;
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Finding sweet memories to hold together the crumbles of the past&lt;br /&gt;
Lose myself in dream of hopes to someday come true&lt;br /&gt;
Placing glue on the back of the puzzle to see the big picture&lt;br /&gt;
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A smile breaking through the overt doused face of falling tears&lt;br /&gt;
Fresh scents of clean breaking down the shadows of despair&lt;br /&gt;
Endless stories of change overcoming the pains of troubled days&lt;br /&gt;
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The joy of being able to make sense of never ending chaos&lt;br /&gt;
And not coming home because times got too rough to handle&lt;br /&gt;
But making a home amongst the intangible disaster all around&lt;br /&gt;
To be happy despite what society dares through this way&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Locked within the white walls of shame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;desperate to stay hidden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mirrored out to hold the pain away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;flaws be molded over by now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;shared from the yesterdays&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;callouses cover the heart and soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hope recovered the tomorrows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;rings of display warped around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;flowers might be blooming&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;birds may be singing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;raindrops must be falling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;but open the eyes to the today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;One of the Guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: white; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Monday night football &lt;br /&gt;Saturday night hockey &lt;br /&gt;Softball, baseball &lt;br /&gt;Tennis, golf &lt;br /&gt;I love it all &lt;br /&gt;Im your biggest fan &lt;br /&gt;Im your greatest rival &lt;br /&gt;I know it all &lt;br /&gt;Im just one of the guys &lt;br /&gt;I cuss, I punch &lt;br /&gt;I can fix my own car &lt;br /&gt;I take pride in it all &lt;br /&gt;But it doesn&#39;t stop there &lt;br /&gt;Im competitive &lt;br /&gt;Im strong &lt;br /&gt;Im just one of the guys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see there is so much more &lt;br /&gt;I dress up now and again &lt;br /&gt;Wear make-up here or there &lt;br /&gt;I can paint my nails and curl my hair &lt;br /&gt;I worry, I care &lt;br /&gt;Down under, I am a softie &lt;br /&gt;Im more than just another guy &lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and you&#39;ll see &lt;br /&gt;I am so much more &lt;br /&gt;I will cook you dinner &lt;br /&gt;Hug you when you need it &lt;br /&gt;Take care of you &lt;br /&gt;When your sick or down &lt;br /&gt;Respect you, guide you &lt;br /&gt;Stand by your side &lt;br /&gt;I am so much more &lt;br /&gt;Than just one of the guys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Div Williams 10/2/10 &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/1704085573439464424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/1704085573439464424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/1704085573439464424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-3431530794609315996</id><published>2012-08-20T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-20T15:07:17.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: green; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a2c4c9;&quot;&gt;Outside my window, I see a light shining &lt;br /&gt;bringing to life the outlines of the trees &lt;br /&gt;casting shadows over the white coated grass &lt;br /&gt;the branches sway, a breath I take in &lt;br /&gt;a squirrel scatters up, a welcome wave hello &lt;br /&gt;the trees are alive, alive I tell you &lt;br /&gt;laughing, smiling, dancing &lt;br /&gt;A winters wonder as we stay inside &lt;br /&gt;watching, waiting, come out to play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/3431530794609315996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/winter-wonders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3431530794609315996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/3431530794609315996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/winter-wonders.html' title='Winter Wonders'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7247062169580267917.post-7275630064481915332</id><published>2012-08-20T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-20T15:06:18.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Stubborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: saddlebrown; font-family: Lucida Handwriting;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give up &lt;br /&gt;Move on &lt;br /&gt;Forget it &lt;br /&gt;Ignore them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to &lt;br /&gt;I just cannot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could never have been &lt;br /&gt;I knew this, I know this &lt;br /&gt;It is so unfair &lt;br /&gt;We clicked, you and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to have seen it &lt;br /&gt;I sure did, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really true &lt;br /&gt;There is no chance &lt;br /&gt;But it cannot be &lt;br /&gt;That connection &lt;br /&gt;So strong and powerful &lt;br /&gt;It was lightening &lt;br /&gt;Never before have I ever felt that &lt;br /&gt;It could have been great &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: saddlebrown; font-family: Lucida Handwriting;&quot;&gt;It was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to &lt;br /&gt;I know I should &lt;br /&gt;But give up the hope &lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t ask me too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just tell me &lt;br /&gt;You felt it too &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different time &lt;br /&gt;A different scenario &lt;br /&gt;We could have made it &lt;br /&gt;I really think it true &lt;br /&gt;And for that &lt;br /&gt;I wont give up &lt;br /&gt;I wont forget it &lt;br /&gt;I wont ignore them &lt;br /&gt;And I wont move on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/feeds/7275630064481915332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/too-stubborn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7275630064481915332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7247062169580267917/posts/default/7275630064481915332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoeticexpression.blogspot.com/2012/08/too-stubborn.html' title='Too Stubborn'/><author><name>Landra Duus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997968642932048698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>