tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-190815092012-01-25T15:57:53.865-08:00Hereon is a collection as promised by Jamieson B. Taylor - 5000 versesJamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comBlogger139125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-74748021151350921822012-01-25T15:57:00.000-08:002012-01-25T15:57:53.872-08:002012-01-25T15:57:53.872-08:00so we come at last<br /> an ending to pass<br /> together we tried and tried<br /> to live and not hide<br /> <br /> our love could not grow<br /> when so many others could show<br /> how wrong we were to try<br /> to reach for the sky<br /> <br /> would i hold you again?<br /> yes without any refrain<br /> would i take you as my bride?<br /> no my trust in you is fried<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-7474802115135092182?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhyKtT78NNgHMi_Gb9RmZyInQD4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhyKtT78NNgHMi_Gb9RmZyInQD4/0/di" border="0" 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-4655459542284498405?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLXG0loX6OGxkIf1Y7u5itr30GI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLXG0loX6OGxkIf1Y7u5itr30GI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLXG0loX6OGxkIf1Y7u5itr30GI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZLXG0loX6OGxkIf1Y7u5itr30GI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/6t5rTjPRI5o" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-as-enchanting-as-clear-night-sky.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-68865670334880994862011-12-28T15:38:00.000-08:002011-12-28T15:38:59.878-08:002011-12-28T15:38:59.878-08:00please oh lord<br /> help me&nbsp;to not break beneath the cord<br /> of woe upon me<br /> set me free<br /> <br /> help me to see<br /> that for all eternity<br /> i walk in your grace<br /> even with tears upon my face<br /> <br /> to all things there is a time<br /> an end to all rhyme<br /> with another beginning coming<br /> a new fire is soon burning<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-6886567033488099486?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jWvVUNIrcynVOQZT05MQw2izMVg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jWvVUNIrcynVOQZT05MQw2izMVg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jWvVUNIrcynVOQZT05MQw2izMVg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jWvVUNIrcynVOQZT05MQw2izMVg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/8K34Y8nvPZ0" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-walk-in-your-grace.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-14928935080725340672011-12-25T10:17:00.000-08:002011-12-25T10:17:00.040-08:002011-12-25T10:17:00.040-08:00a great gift was given<br /> long ago, sent from heaven<br /> a savior came<br /> to pronouce peace shall remain<br /> <br /> so we gather<br /> to savor<br /> all the bounty of this place<br /> and the lifes of grace<br /> <br /> he is here among us<br /> a healer from the cross<br /> friend to the down trodden<br /> and forgiver to the unforgiven<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-1492893508072534067?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/i15K62zcrAfhtjSGloT7pwMC2vQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/i15K62zcrAfhtjSGloT7pwMC2vQ/0/di" border="0" 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-3583704582993770722?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1zVfOlMz9Xkc_sjsbvFbwHkRGUQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1zVfOlMz9Xkc_sjsbvFbwHkRGUQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1zVfOlMz9Xkc_sjsbvFbwHkRGUQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1zVfOlMz9Xkc_sjsbvFbwHkRGUQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/xgerzfxgjkQ" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-matter-what-i-wont-leave-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-83616253869900164232011-12-12T17:30:00.000-08:002011-12-12T17:30:53.001-08:002011-12-12T17:30:53.001-08:00what is it to be loved?<br /> to not be shoved<br /> aside because the only coin i can spend<br /> is truth without end<br /> <br /> i dont see the glory<br /> of living in purgatory<br /> i will be free<br /> and live honorably<br /> <br /> i will be loved<br /> if only from above<br /> i have all that i need<br /> and am grateful just to be<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-8361625386990016423?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0IZiHy9k1vrWzDdEt8DS_dGwpE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0IZiHy9k1vrWzDdEt8DS_dGwpE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0IZiHy9k1vrWzDdEt8DS_dGwpE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0IZiHy9k1vrWzDdEt8DS_dGwpE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/mV2pYIoo0Cc" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-will-be-free.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-51776882895731294452011-12-11T15:50:00.001-08:002011-12-11T15:52:30.347-08:002011-12-11T15:52:30.347-08:00i am free<br /> dont you see<br /> i can step away<br /> i&nbsp;dont have to go that way<br /> <br /> its only life after all<br /> no reason to keep banging against the wall<br /> lessons hard learned<br /> are the best earned<br /> <br /> its gonna be okay<br /> even if i didnt win the day<br /> im gonna try, try again<br /> and ne'er put down this pen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-5177688289573129445?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/evzaxBpAXQSedIcHYvjF8nW9lmI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/evzaxBpAXQSedIcHYvjF8nW9lmI/0/di" border="0" 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-1448490967855847891?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K-Av5hpWFz0cZJWUpM8BV-m8qSY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K-Av5hpWFz0cZJWUpM8BV-m8qSY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K-Av5hpWFz0cZJWUpM8BV-m8qSY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K-Av5hpWFz0cZJWUpM8BV-m8qSY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/on8NoDEW3io" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/10/moving-from-one-failure-to-another.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-4559501725024115882011-10-09T17:44:00.000-07:002011-10-09T17:44:38.303-07:002011-10-09T17:44:38.303-07:00i dont understand<br /> what i have in hand<br /> i fail and fail again<br /> to keep my thoughts from sin<br /> <br /> i want to be free<br /> to travel and see<br /> a fresh new plan<br /> an end to terror in this land<br /> <br /> into every heart i would go<br /> to free them all from woe<br /> to take it all into me<br /> and set hope free<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-455950172502411588?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f9GfEuwEA8huuGhZXbtal6ZteKI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f9GfEuwEA8huuGhZXbtal6ZteKI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f9GfEuwEA8huuGhZXbtal6ZteKI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f9GfEuwEA8huuGhZXbtal6ZteKI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/9rSm2TzmsQk" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/10/fresh-new-plan.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-13166884152533380052011-10-04T22:46:00.000-07:002011-10-09T17:45:25.123-07:002011-10-09T17:45:25.123-07:00i want you to be<br /> close to me<br /> i want to see<br /> my eternal beauty<br /> <br /> i want to know<br /> that its more than a show<br /> i want to feel<br /> how it is to heal<br /> <br /> i need to understand<br /> that in all this great land<br /> we can do for one another<br /> what we would have them do&nbsp;to each other<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-1316688415253338005?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/snKB5m06kIOZxG5w4zV9ehYDdYA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/snKB5m06kIOZxG5w4zV9ehYDdYA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/snKB5m06kIOZxG5w4zV9ehYDdYA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/snKB5m06kIOZxG5w4zV9ehYDdYA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/khAmLfKAYs0" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-to-feel.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-27720564886126560302011-09-21T21:41:00.000-07:002011-09-21T21:41:33.876-07:002011-09-21T21:41:33.876-07:00the gradual raising of the light<br /> is how we end the night<br /> the beginning of a new day<br /> another chance to find the way<br /> <br /> we are reaching for<br /> something of which we are not sure<br /> another day better than this<br /> a huge vat of bliss<br /> <br /> i miss the family i had<br /> and i would be glad<br /> to see them all returned<br /> and not feel so spurned<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-2772056488612656030?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CpUdvYOIWqI6X30M77UUiiS_p7w/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CpUdvYOIWqI6X30M77UUiiS_p7w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CpUdvYOIWqI6X30M77UUiiS_p7w/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CpUdvYOIWqI6X30M77UUiiS_p7w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/N6DVVKC7OGY" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-day-better-than-this.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-50780433498184052182011-09-16T21:37:00.000-07:002011-09-16T21:39:21.873-07:002011-09-16T21:39:21.873-07:00i see hope being kindled<br /> i see despair being swindled<br /> i see faith spreading<br /> i see fear receeding<br /> <br /> i hear voices raised in song<br /> i hear troubles saying so long<br /> i hear laughter again<br /> i hear joy setting in<br /> <br /> from that time to this<br /> we are coming to bliss<br /> it hurt for awhile<br /> but so soon we will all smile<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-5078043349818405218?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJFHLkHLqffBT1J7ohkoTm12VBs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJFHLkHLqffBT1J7ohkoTm12VBs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJFHLkHLqffBT1J7ohkoTm12VBs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJFHLkHLqffBT1J7ohkoTm12VBs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/RJrb8Xol7d0" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-hear-laughter-again.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-56108320750264828692011-08-28T22:38:00.000-07:002011-08-28T22:38:13.943-07:002011-08-28T22:38:13.943-07:00why can't i see<br /> that they gotta come to me<br /> trying to be right<br /> only worsens my plight<br /> <br /> want to understand<br /> that in this land<br /> i count for something<br /> that i am somewhat more than nothing<br /> <br /> lost and alone<br /> to this i am prone<br /> just be still they say<br /> your blessings are here today<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-5610832075026482869?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SOjGiKUH74bpVUNLDmdP5NK2clc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SOjGiKUH74bpVUNLDmdP5NK2clc/0/di" border="0" 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class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-538061883578665200?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRRmL51dTGYUZdisS-AEPk5esPU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRRmL51dTGYUZdisS-AEPk5esPU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRRmL51dTGYUZdisS-AEPk5esPU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wRRmL51dTGYUZdisS-AEPk5esPU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/ZHVUUy6kRGE" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/08/cant-stop-death-from-taking.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-65467380799971805952011-08-21T21:24:00.000-07:002011-08-21T21:24:59.777-07:002011-08-21T21:24:59.777-07:00so what do i have to show<br /> in my efforts to grow<br /> some time without alteration<br /> and just a little more patient<br /> <br /> i am hurting<br /> this is still smarting<br /> laugh all you will<br /> at my efforts to be still<br /> <br /> not so hard as i pretend to be<br /> even i need TLC<br /> some kind words and a hug<br /> instead of just a shrug<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-6546738079997180595?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0zwUDbgCYHzvVz01oTKfp78-zfw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0zwUDbgCYHzvVz01oTKfp78-zfw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0zwUDbgCYHzvVz01oTKfp78-zfw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0zwUDbgCYHzvVz01oTKfp78-zfw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/c_gavku-S0M" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/08/laugh-all-you-will.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-82998646149313846332011-08-20T21:10:00.000-07:002011-08-20T21:10:40.371-07:002011-08-20T21:10:40.371-07:00its poison<br /> this longed for sin<br /> it will do nothing<br /> but make me more confusing<br /> <br /> but i dont care<br /> i want to dare<br /> and plunge the needle home<br /> and feel what comes before methadome<br /> <br /> im in the grip<br /> and im gonna slip<br /> plans are being made<br /> here in the shade<br /> <br /> <br /> 'in a world full of people, only some want to fly, isn't that crazy?' Seal<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-8299864614931384633?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jmrlIbSKUK8tTjSQUZU-VcHKUaQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jmrlIbSKUK8tTjSQUZU-VcHKUaQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jmrlIbSKUK8tTjSQUZU-VcHKUaQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jmrlIbSKUK8tTjSQUZU-VcHKUaQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/Eh-i49qYoc4" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-plunge-needle-home.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-66366829871972998202011-08-19T21:33:00.000-07:002011-08-19T21:33:42.644-07:002011-08-19T21:33:42.644-07:00its fun to pretend<br /> and get the mind to bend<br /> to say its not real<br /> this pain i feel<br /> <br /> i am a rebel<br /> with no end to the trouble<br /> i can cause<br /> with the following clause<br /> <br /> i will be honest in a dishonest world<br /> i will be open in a close minded world<br /> i will be wiling in an unwilling world<br /> i will not exclude<br /> but include<br /> i will have only one authority<br /> a loving god who has all the glory<br /> <br /> beat me, rape me, strike me down<br /> and i will rise again with my frown<br /> worn for the harm it really causes your soul<br /> hell will have its toll<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-6636682987197299820?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ty_7DbARqRyb37-dryMDsGTo_Vg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ty_7DbARqRyb37-dryMDsGTo_Vg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ty_7DbARqRyb37-dryMDsGTo_Vg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ty_7DbARqRyb37-dryMDsGTo_Vg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/wM7dv4FPLr4" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-can-cause.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-35217631696960742172011-08-06T20:17:00.000-07:002011-08-06T20:17:53.333-07:002011-08-06T20:17:53.333-07:00how can you know the truth of another<br /> when you dont see the truth in the mirror?<br /> do not pass out blame<br /> without including yourself in the shame<br /> <br /> you asked me to enter<br /> told me that you suffer<br /> i offered you hope<br /> to which you said 'nope'<br /> <br /> what more should i do?<br /> i am not as cruel to you<br /> as you are to yourself<br /> so you must now help your own self<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-3521763169696074217?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jQKAg_1LHGOaMCACPz_zzGjvhoA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jQKAg_1LHGOaMCACPz_zzGjvhoA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jQKAg_1LHGOaMCACPz_zzGjvhoA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jQKAg_1LHGOaMCACPz_zzGjvhoA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/vibaP-WGHTY" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-offered-you-hope.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-57800306940583752292011-07-20T20:42:00.000-07:002011-07-20T20:42:11.781-07:002011-07-20T20:42:11.781-07:00why does it hurt so much<br /> the absence of your touch<br /> its clear<br /> you dont want me near<br /> <br /> all the plans made<br /> have turned to shade<br /> nothing can be built<br /> when the heart does wilt<br /> <br /> its all part of the plan<br /> i know that grace will span<br /> from now to then<br /> and keep me free again<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-5780030694058375229?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WJp89k8qh0PANHhIkv6Sn1fWSQM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WJp89k8qh0PANHhIkv6Sn1fWSQM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WJp89k8qh0PANHhIkv6Sn1fWSQM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WJp89k8qh0PANHhIkv6Sn1fWSQM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/a9QFrHnwKx8" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/07/nothing-can-be-built.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-31199467118727805922011-07-05T08:18:00.000-07:002011-07-05T08:18:39.385-07:002011-07-05T08:18:39.385-07:00love will never stay<br /> i can not find the way<br /> want to believe<br /> that love will find me<br /> <br /> its hurting again<br /> this pain doesnt end<br /> but blame not love<br /> for it is always a gift from above<br /> <br /> and it does not cause hurt<br /> for it is the invert<br /> that creates the emptiness<br /> and makes us feel penniless<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-3119946711872780592?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9LMdi8AI3Ad0POK7pPJcaTtALf0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9LMdi8AI3Ad0POK7pPJcaTtALf0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9LMdi8AI3Ad0POK7pPJcaTtALf0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9LMdi8AI3Ad0POK7pPJcaTtALf0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/TKGm4C--4W8" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/07/but-blame-not-love.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-31095190451509755202011-07-01T22:22:00.000-07:002011-07-01T22:22:44.458-07:002011-07-01T22:22:44.458-07:00all i can really say<br /> is that i am grateful this day<br /> for all the blessings given<br /> and all the curses forgiven<br /> <br /> we grew a little wiser today<br /> and lighted the dark in a way<br /> we chased the little lights<br /> and talked about the fights<br /> <br /> pages turn<br /> and we earn<br /> what we sow<br /> its your secrets that keep you low<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-3109519045150975520?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ROWyKzKtUN7aIGByNMgeILHakAU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ROWyKzKtUN7aIGByNMgeILHakAU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ROWyKzKtUN7aIGByNMgeILHakAU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ROWyKzKtUN7aIGByNMgeILHakAU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/HnFUvJeZtx0" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-chased-little-lights.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-59168520401200590842011-06-22T10:42:00.000-07:002011-06-22T10:42:11.079-07:002011-06-22T10:42:11.079-07:00im writing this for them<br /> the ones we condemn<br /> and ignore<br /> even upon this shore<br /> <br /> i hold my light aloft<br /> so others can see what we bought<br /> with our mad pursuits<br /> we send our soul into destitute<br /> <br /> i have enough to eat<br /> but some their hunger pangs can not meet<br /> innocent children die<br /> for want of what we have in plenty you and i<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-5916852040120059084?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kAhHzhc3yErvcyVrlzLyLt-fE0I/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kAhHzhc3yErvcyVrlzLyLt-fE0I/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kAhHzhc3yErvcyVrlzLyLt-fE0I/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kAhHzhc3yErvcyVrlzLyLt-fE0I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/e3zwGBrGVMk" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/06/with-our-mad-pursuits.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-2591721165351450312011-06-19T22:21:00.000-07:002011-06-19T22:21:29.294-07:002011-06-19T22:21:29.294-07:00so slowly now<br /> we seek the bough<br /> laden with fruit<br /> free from disrepute<br /> <br /> we travel lightly<br /> and all to briefly<br /> from here to there<br /> from birth to beyond a care<br /> <br /> sometimes we dance<br /> sometimes we feel the lance<br /> sometimes we sing<br /> sometimes we cling<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-259172116535145031?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4i-5C5Tzy9Ew4EJ2DDGI0bICcNY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4i-5C5Tzy9Ew4EJ2DDGI0bICcNY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4i-5C5Tzy9Ew4EJ2DDGI0bICcNY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4i-5C5Tzy9Ew4EJ2DDGI0bICcNY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/pS8dXIa_FVI" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/06/from-here-to-there.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-77151119747997929112011-06-14T22:27:00.000-07:002011-06-14T22:27:28.481-07:002011-06-14T22:27:28.481-07:00i can wail all i want<br /> at the unhappiness i bought<br /> but wear it i must<br /> when i confuse love and lust<br /> <br /> i want intimacy<br /> you see<br /> in months and days<br /> and not in the other ways<br /> <br /> it takes years to get there<br /> but shortcuts i know never fear<br /> that create a long delay<br /> and stall us along the way<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-7715111974799792911?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ev5da7hA3q7jmb2ZIP33Fieaeno/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ev5da7hA3q7jmb2ZIP33Fieaeno/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ev5da7hA3q7jmb2ZIP33Fieaeno/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ev5da7hA3q7jmb2ZIP33Fieaeno/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/U1sCb7jzRQA" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson Taylorhttps://profiles.google.com/105072406710541388601noreply@blogger.comhttp://of5000.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-months-and-days.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19081509.post-72039248327013075962011-06-04T19:46:00.000-07:002011-06-04T19:46:46.167-07:002011-06-04T19:46:46.167-07:00its freedom i offer<br /> the end to terror<br /> its hope i bestow<br /> the raising of dreams brought low<br /> <br /> i have been there<br /> felt the scare<br /> climbed out of hell<br /> to ring heavens door bell<br /> <br /> its dark where you are<br /> but there is still a star<br /> that will guide you from afar<br /> and bring you to loves grand bazaar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19081509-7203924832701307596?l=of5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhADHsVJ-vun5z82nhAZaaKo2A8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhADHsVJ-vun5z82nhAZaaKo2A8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhADHsVJ-vun5z82nhAZaaKo2A8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IhADHsVJ-vun5z82nhAZaaKo2A8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Of5000/~4/pjOOmX7j8DY" height="1" width="1"/>Jamieson 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