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@Screenscapes is offering up a FREE Variety DVD (just pay shipping) with the purchase of my book! You can visit his Amazing Work at: http://www.screenscapes.tv/</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/dVkmRA5rZIw/signed-copies-of-my-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiawseDgoNs/TbiW3qeMzAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yqNWZl4_3-Q/s72-c/KindleCover.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/dVkmRA5rZIw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/04/signed-copies-of-my-book.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-3145622502098344205</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-22T20:41:20.071-04:00</atom:updated><title>One Shot Wednesday Post Week 38</title><atom:summary>Major troubles at wordpress today has me posting a link here to reflect a poem on WordPress is for OneShot Wednesday at OneStopPoetry.

My Poem: A Simple Flower</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/KOEkiOFi_6Y/one-shot-wednesday-post-week-38.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/KOEkiOFi_6Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-shot-wednesday-post-week-38.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-741742812522885009</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 06:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-28T01:09:47.770-05:00</atom:updated><title>Nature's Love</title><atom:summary>Trembling the touch ~ branching out ~ to hold a dream ~ of you ~ passionately 
to this heart ~ embracing as nature only could ~ loving ~ as forever would….



I originally posted this over at Tumblr on February 22nd this year. I took the photo in the back yard and decided to edit the look. A micropoetry I had originally written on Twitter I included Hope you like it! :) 
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/VMgg9QK5TTM/natures-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-njRb5dwsXF4/TWs63wrR9KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EsboDghpNSU/s72-c/Nature%2527sHeart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/VMgg9QK5TTM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/natures-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-7148406693503539936</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-12T22:30:49.989-05:00</atom:updated><title>Forever Valentine</title><atom:summary>

Enticing the temptations like fruit on the vine,kissed like the raindrops,the tastes of pleasure like wine,romance drifts along the air,for the sweetest love,forever Valentine.
Surrendering to the heart, falling into the eyes,trailing fingers, hands entwined,the grasps of comfort, embraced soul sighs,lingering, dreamy beliefs,for this love,bearing no disguise.
Sliding gently into arms, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/lrJZreQekJc/forever-valentine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiW9bG45Ru0/TVa25SXs5zI/AAAAAAAAANM/Rgtn9oXwPWU/s72-c/LikeStainedGlass.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/lrJZreQekJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/forever-valentine.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-3522118206543826590</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 08:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-08T20:17:57.834-05:00</atom:updated><title>She's Writing...: Shaping Time Chapbook (By Sheila Moore)</title><atom:summary>Please Check Out the Lovely Sheila Moore's Chapbook, I'm so thrilled for her and an honor she liked my image enough for the use on her cover!!!! Also while you are there read some of her wonderful poetry on her blog, truly remarkable writing, and I'm SURE you will not be dissappointed in the book just by that reflection alone!

 ~~~~&gt; She's Writing...: Shaping Time Chapbook: "I am excited to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/kFAgSKzTH0E/shes-writing-shaping-time-chapbook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/kFAgSKzTH0E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/shes-writing-shaping-time-chapbook.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-5817640594690297928</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 07:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-07T14:12:33.232-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Few Widgets With Availble Merchandise From Me (ZAZZLE) &amp; (CreateSpace)</title><atom:summary>  
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</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/URKQqFSWhUQ/buy-merch-from-april-higneyauthor-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/URKQqFSWhUQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/buy-merch-from-april-higneyauthor-at.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-6965164340812424687</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 05:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-02T13:10:22.233-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thank You For Being Here ~ Book ~ Slipping Back and Forth Between Parallels</title><atom:summary>
                                                   Cover Font was Changed to Seafoam Green





It's been an incredibly busy year, (actually longer) but one with many rewards, the wonderful people here and surrounding my online life, what you share of who you are, what you do, your strength in direction, somehow gives back something I've been lacking. This year instead of a resolution the "</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/xlkXQSHppD4/thank-you-for-being-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TSKuteggc5I/AAAAAAAAANE/PWCTTdaNVzI/s72-c/FrontCoverPrint.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/xlkXQSHppD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/01/thank-you-for-being-here.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-1637494994753524103</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-21T13:32:54.656-04:00</atom:updated><title>I Smile</title><atom:summary>


I smile,for the little things,that life can take sometimes for granted.I smile,for the memories,my little princess, enchanted.
 The laughter,
smiles,and the tear,drifting away in colorful bubbles,along the atmosphere.
 I smile,for the little things,an afternoon walk, her little hand in mine,and the bruised knee,when eyes look at me,asking as I place a bandage and a kiss,how I could make </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/WMrERKeHilo/i-smile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TLjib2lhiyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OU2WLqHhXm0/s72-c/Bubbles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/WMrERKeHilo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-smile.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-4328490536456361251</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T15:59:37.620-04:00</atom:updated><title>Memory Tree</title><atom:summary>

These are the soils to have which granted me life,nourishment, for my roots to spread, grow,provide the same back to you,as it is spoken in the same manner upon your ears, as the wind may blow.Though you may not hear, so clear,if you turn upon deafened ear.
These are the skies to which have given me bounty,sweetly shining upon my soul, for me to reach high,and to breathe life into you,the very </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/O5ABQTpKQIU/memory-tree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TGBd2qINDgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4vemjuuvsWo/s72-c/Memory.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/O5ABQTpKQIU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/memory-tree.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-2270790198644176633</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2010 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-08T12:10:09.849-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hello (Note)</title><atom:summary>Sorry to all, as I've been frequently posting along wordpress, and sadly I have been so incredibly busy in varying areas, however, I've found some great new talented people here on blogger as well, so its been sort of back and forth commenting between servers, etc. Unfortunately coming across this, I also have been having troubles commenting with blogger direct, having to post my name &amp; URL </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/AJnWkq-OZks/hello-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/AJnWkq-OZks" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-note.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-2388090916602544240</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2010 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-06T13:12:04.993-04:00</atom:updated><title>Silk Heart</title><atom:summary>
Vulnerability, undoubtedly the heart,
as she has worn thin, as the fabric upon her silken shirt, threads turned loose...
torn lining,
strings pulled, a misconception,
drawn back, only to discover,
more deception,
what once was already perceived,
but held in the back of the mind,
a painful knowing, not so well received,
faded the focus, yet uncovering more to find,
the eyes, now aware, now not so</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/XYkLwC7W5Bk/silk-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TDNjeq_RQLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DjjI5d1KmHo/s72-c/LilyWaterDropsNC.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/XYkLwC7W5Bk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/silk-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-4730060416002830402</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-17T13:15:49.844-04:00</atom:updated><title>Blogging on WordPress ~ Note</title><atom:summary>As many of you following here already know, I have stepped into the territory of also blogging on wordpress.com, I will however still be maintaining the work here in blogger as often as I can. I hope this can allow others who wish to follow along, an easier way to do so in connecting their own (your own blogs) as well. For me, wordpress has some added benefits that I'm interested in the use of. I</atom:summary><enclosure type="" url="http://betweenhearts75.wordpress.com" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/G4mEcNf8YDI/blogging-on-wordpress-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/G4mEcNf8YDI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/blogging-on-wordpress-note.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-7970931414285867981</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-15T18:42:30.626-04:00</atom:updated><title>Petals Pressed Between Sonnets</title><atom:summary>A collection of books, the sonnets gather,she presses petals between each page,trying to make them last, as they wither like leaves,sadly fading away with age.
Life so short, passing so quickly,yet the day can feel so long.Blood, sweat, tears, fears,breaking points between knowing what is right and wrong.
The sonnets her comfort,to grant some substance within the world’s ways.Deepened breath, she</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/pVEVSeC00tI/petals-pressed-between-sonnets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TBgBol6BTSI/AAAAAAAAALE/X2KGgBwBoDQ/s72-c/Sonnets+019.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/pVEVSeC00tI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/petals-pressed-between-sonnets.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-3121713969031469339</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2010 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-15T12:50:28.823-04:00</atom:updated><title>New Blog Info *Note*</title><atom:summary>I have been working along another blog, but decided, I will continue work with this blog also, because I certainly enjoy hearing from my readers here as well, and it also leaves the doors open to others to subscribe in the areas preferred.

I hope you enjoy the new look, and I will be posting another of my most recent poems shortly!

~April</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/aBReAmA4X3k/new-blog-info-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/aBReAmA4X3k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blog-info-note.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-3638158716159572836</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-05T12:09:29.292-04:00</atom:updated><title>His Oasis</title><atom:summary>

A changed world, he stares into the distance,his eyes try to focus on what once was, in memory.He makes his way to the cliffside and leans tired against a large rock.He’s been here many times before, when there was so much here to see.
Sweat poured down his head, blurring, stinging his eyes,time outside along this walk, not the same, his heart cries.
A mirage shakes like a water effect,his </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/9Oa_g9YL52s/his-oasis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TAp2l5kxT5I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ffPvRWWhn7A/s72-c/AncientTreesStorm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/9Oa_g9YL52s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/his-oasis.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-2549830561811394692</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2010 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-02T21:46:01.385-04:00</atom:updated><title>Gardenia</title><atom:summary>

I love the ways in which you move me,in the softness of your white glow.I love the way your fragrance lingers gently upon the air,the essence of sensuality carried in the way you grow.
Morning dew caresses each petal,like making love upon the sunrise.The breeze whispers the scent in beauty,as your petals are awakened before my eyes.
Your leaves touched in a shade of green,as though you may not </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/RUrCvUvEKHs/gardenia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TAcCS6-pI4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/PUY262wYf38/s72-c/Gardenia+023.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/RUrCvUvEKHs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/gardenia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-6306162807208524474</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T14:36:11.888-04:00</atom:updated><title>Haunting Seas</title><atom:summary>
He sat, peering into the darkened night,between the seas shadows, and splashing waves of white.
Wind swirling, swiftly moving in the skies,awaiting her safe return, as the storm rages in the distance,tossing boats to and fro,the keeper’s heart, torn, a solemn tear from the quiet light in his eyes.
Many times he has led them safely home,into the arms of families, sighs of comforted relief,but he </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/Ec8Tkk4Zkdw/haunting-seas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/TAVSvhsVZrI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oDuEooqNTEg/s72-c/Haunting+Seas.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/Ec8Tkk4Zkdw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/haunting-seas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-1385092331555203518</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2010 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-27T00:22:15.442-04:00</atom:updated><title>Loves' Ecstasy</title><atom:summary>

She whispered to him, “are you ready for me?” smiling wide eyed.He said, “I’m not sure, maybe.” grinning.The candle blown out,but the passions continued to burn.Lingering kisses upon his lips,trailing fingers,she makes him tremble.Music plays,her eyes shine,a shadowy moon.Bodies in rythmic motion.His emotions overwhelming,seeing her in a new light,desire he can’t fight.Her fingers intertwining,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/TC2iyMzYW2w/loves-ecstacy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S_3hQzezMOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LHLdlkcArA4/s72-c/PinkRoses+012.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/TC2iyMzYW2w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/loves-ecstacy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-8357651203206857738</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2010 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-17T14:02:46.398-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspirations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">influences</category><title>Author Unknown</title><atom:summary>
An old carved walnut box, sat collecting dust in a corner.Her many words, desires, dreams, passion and love.She passed by it, many times, without ever stopping to read the words she wrote.She held them there in thought, recanting imagery in what they were made of.
She picks up a book, “Author Unknown”, and begins to read,like reading her own thoughts, vivid detail coming into view.So much </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/n6GSpvzzRxA/author-unknown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S-4id9pruLI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IwubdyY3Bwk/s72-c/BlueSpeckles+001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/n6GSpvzzRxA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/author-unknown.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-4952399931448948240</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 02:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-12T10:08:15.631-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Lovemaking Silhouette</title><atom:summary>

Clouds drifting through,patches of sky, deepening blue.Wisps of willows, dancing,she sits in thoughts of him,romancing.
Stormy gray, shadows of light,dark silhouettes, in the onset of night.Upon a dream, with wide eyes,streams glisten, the eagle cries.
His voice drifting through,patches of sky, his eyes, deepening blue.Kisses stormy gray, shadows of light,their sihouettes dance ‘neath the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/vy3LuRmCRaI/lovemaking-silhouette.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S-jD0-4XqEI/AAAAAAAAAJE/3ZISlcoYx_U/s72-c/North+Carolina+122.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/vy3LuRmCRaI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/lovemaking-silhouette.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-5266692006321817740</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 04:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-12T10:21:37.571-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Epic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">determination</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">war</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poetry</category><title>Broken Floor Boards</title><atom:summary>Art: Unknown (Information Could Be Helpful)

“You musn’t cry miss,
please don’t cry miss. I’ve saved for you a ration of my bread.”
“Its okay miss, I’ll stay by you miss.”
the words, the young boy said.

“My ma and pa, miss,
said with you, I musn’t speak,
it is war miss, it is war miss,
and you are the ones the uniforms seek.”

“I don’t care miss, I’ll bide my time miss,
I’ll be here for you </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/yJxt657dmiY/broken-floor-boards.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S95Pa7yVluI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gesUce_m5fE/s72-c/SweetLove+001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/yJxt657dmiY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/broken-floor-boards.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-5125717930620329213</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Apr 2010 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-12T10:08:15.632-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Romantic Eve Beneath the Crescent Moon</title><atom:summary>
They drift along the lake,
a romantic eve beneath the crescent moon,
stars glittering, the calm shadows of love stretch over land,
across water, touching gently with their eyes,
he reaches to hold her hand.


They drift endlessly,
the rippling motion, like a dance in the night,
they sway in comforting slow current,
as cloud cover deepens in color,
in their love they delight.

They drift </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/J_SaTitayac/romantic-eve-beneath-crescent-moon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S84JeUVjSaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/yYC9p2x3Zso/s72-c/Love+Shadows+002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/J_SaTitayac" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/04/romantic-eve-beneath-crescent-moon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-8556213867926869381</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-12T10:08:15.632-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Out In the Sun, Beneath the Moon</title><atom:summary>
One step at a time,a little give and a little take,without taking it all away,a better day to make.
Out in the sun,he held her hand,warmth,such a simple demand.
One step at time,each day another view,in hopes of sunrises, beautiful sunsets,you loving me, and I, loving you.
Beneath the moon,he drew her near,tenderness,such a night as thoughts, becoming clear.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/wHplRFNBXLg/out-in-sun-beneath-moon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/S559QAepD5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/TqEqhdNURRg/s72-c/New+York+097.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/wHplRFNBXLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-in-sun-beneath-moon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265309792310849826.post-833774043782310511</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-12T10:08:15.632-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Dream Dance Romance</title><atom:summary>



Lamp posts lined the streets in her quiet walk,
she passes a gentleman, slightly lifting his hat, nodding to say hello,
the road still wet from the passing rain, shining like glass,
her image, blurred reflection, upon the ground beneath the soft light glow.

Fog gently lifts from the shiny blackened surface,
spiraling white mist, her long dress sweeps through,
she finds a bench to sit upon,
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~3/aPmPadI7zIs/dream-dance-romance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (PoeticHeart)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2TBitdlY9I/Sxc3KaAhgvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wIx2lTPqUBM/s72-c/OfStone+001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Poeticheartpoetry/~4/aPmPadI7zIs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://poeticheartpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-dance-romance.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

