<?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-4998753918381234851</id><updated>2024-10-24T23:26:40.552-07:00</updated><category term="[Car Drawing]"/><category term="Poem"/><category term="2006"/><category term="2005"/><category term="2007"/><category term="Drawings"/><category term="[Cross Drawing]"/><category term="Song"/><category term="Emo"/><category term="Short Poem"/><category term="[Binder Art]"/><category term="[Flame Drawing]"/><category term="[Heart Drawing]"/><category term="2003"/><category term="2008"/><category term="Random Drawing"/><category term="Love Song"/><category term="[Gothic Lettering]"/><category term="2004"/><category term="2009"/><category term="2010"/><category term="2011"/><category term="2013"/><category term="3D"/><category term="Depression"/><category term="Self Portrait"/><category term="[Art]"/><category term="[Photography]"/><category term="non-rhyming"/><category term="photography"/><category term="sleep"/><title type='text'>Poetry and Artwork by Sam Phillips</title><subtitle type='html'>I have been drawing since I was six. When I was 12, I started writing poetry. I channeled all my pain and sorrow through a pen or pencil. Sometimes, I would combine drawings with poems. This blog archives most of those drawings and poems. Enjoy!&#xa;*The sad, emotional poems do not reflect my current feelings.*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-1784894260412371339</id><published>2017-06-21T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2017-06-21T07:57:08.971-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Depression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song"/><title type='text'>Don&#39;t Look for Me</title><content type='html'>I started out with all the best intentions,
&lt;br/&gt;
But instead I drove them all away,&lt;br/&gt;
Through all the drugs and countless interventions,&lt;br/&gt;
I never got to find my brighter day.&lt;br/&gt;
So now I&#39;m lost without a smile this season,&lt;br/&gt;
No one to hold me or to dry my tears,&lt;br/&gt;
And I&#39;m so tired of searching for a reason.&lt;br/&gt;
Nobody loved me, it&#39;s my greatest fear...
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[Chorus]&lt;br/&gt;
So don&#39;t look for me, &#39;cause I&#39;m no longer there
&lt;br/&gt;Don&#39;t wait for me &#39;cause I no longer care&lt;br/&gt;
Don&#39;t say my name in mourning,&lt;br/&gt;
Don&#39;t shed a tear for me.&lt;br/&gt;
You were never there when I needed you to be.&lt;br/&gt;
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I gave my best but still I&#39;m left with nothing,&lt;br/&gt;
So why should I continue here to try?&lt;br/&gt;
When I only ever wanted to feel something,&lt;br/&gt;
Besides the cold embrace of hateful lies.&lt;br/&gt;
And I have made mistakes, it&#39;s true I&#39;ve faltered,&lt;br/&gt;
But I am not the wretch that they perceive.&lt;br/&gt;
If their view of me was only slightly altered,&lt;br/&gt;
Maybe they could finally believe.&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;
I have grown so weary of this battle.&lt;br/&gt;
I fight a war I&#39;m never going to win. &lt;br/&gt;
So I&#39;m packing up, farewell to old Seattle,&lt;br/&gt;
I hope to never grace your streets again.&lt;br/&gt;
Just tell them all I&#39;m sorry that I failed them,&lt;br/&gt;
I hate to let you down but I&#39;m so tired.&lt;br/&gt;
They say Hell&#39;s road is paved with good intentions,&lt;br/&gt;
And I&#39;m sick of trying to put out friendly fires.&lt;br/&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/1784894260412371339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2017/06/dont-look-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/1784894260412371339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/1784894260412371339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2017/06/dont-look-for-me.html' title='Don&#39;t Look for Me'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-6872724582029595561</id><published>2013-03-22T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-22T04:23:29.004-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2013"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Days Gone By</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
Have you ever found yourself yearning for days gone by?&lt;/div&gt;
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The innocence of youth, without a question of &quot;Why?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Laughing and playing &#39;til you wore yourself out,&lt;/div&gt;
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Not a care in the world, nor a fear or a doubt.&lt;/div&gt;
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When money was a thing for grown-ups to worry,&lt;/div&gt;
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And time wasn&#39;t lost in the hustle and hurry.&lt;/div&gt;
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When hours could be spent playing out in the sun,&lt;/div&gt;
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Exploring and climbing {trees} were just half our fun.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now the time quickly passes with the worries of life,&lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe work, maybe money, or kids and a wife,&lt;/div&gt;
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The hours spent outside have now dwindled to nil,&lt;/div&gt;
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And I&#39;ve traded adventure for just sitting still.&lt;/div&gt;
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As I listen to laughter just outside my door,&lt;/div&gt;
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I reminisce of toys spread out over the floor,&lt;/div&gt;
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The meaningless games we invented, somehow&lt;/div&gt;
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mean so much more when I think of them now.&lt;/div&gt;
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&#39;Cause we spent time together, and I miss that so much,&lt;/div&gt;
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I long for the love and the laughter and such.&lt;/div&gt;
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As I think back I can&#39;t keep from shedding a tear,&lt;/div&gt;
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It hurts that those closest are so far from here.&lt;/div&gt;
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I know that they&#39;re only a phone call away,&lt;/div&gt;
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But I often wish we were together today.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you haven&#39;t seen one you love in a while,&lt;/div&gt;
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Let them know you still care, send a hug or a smile.&lt;/div&gt;
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And if you have strength at the end of your day,&lt;/div&gt;
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take the time, go outside, have some fun, just GO PLAY!&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/6872724582029595561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2013/03/days-gone-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6872724582029595561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6872724582029595561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2013/03/days-gone-by.html' title='Days Gone By'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-8132956151516261768</id><published>2011-12-01T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T02:41:25.889-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="non-rhyming"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleep"/><title type='text'>Sweet Bliss</title><content type='html'>Tossing and turning in a sea of blankets,&lt;br /&gt;my mind once again on autopilot.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s 3 am and yet, though I&#39;m exhausted,&lt;br /&gt;my brain barrels on at breakneck speed.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of lost love and life after death;&lt;br /&gt;wondering the meaning of life, besides of course 42.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing there was a magical spell to switch off my head so I can rest.&lt;br /&gt;When an epiphany occurs!&lt;br /&gt;Might music calm the spirits within?&lt;br /&gt;Soon &quot;The Sound of Silence&quot; is playing softly in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my mind start to fade and my troubles melt.&lt;br /&gt;As my eyelids slowly droop, my conscious dissolves into sweet blissful nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sleep at last!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/8132956151516261768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-bliss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8132956151516261768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8132956151516261768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-bliss.html' title='Sweet Bliss'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-2340457100162685551</id><published>2011-09-26T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:23:29.930-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Art]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Photography]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography"/><title type='text'>Under the Bridge</title><content type='html'>This is a photo I took recently, just off WA-529 near Marysville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvTeFY6OAmOqoK8ujP0IhM9QMaIiVO9gXUsj-pMPVfHYGDXf9su_JpJpIpqKzsWN7pz8k8QxeIAy08jSpW5rECnuEnqgWuik4trj97m575G7zoQ6fRhaqxztPxwwXeMiQLP0042PYh2Ta/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvTeFY6OAmOqoK8ujP0IhM9QMaIiVO9gXUsj-pMPVfHYGDXf9su_JpJpIpqKzsWN7pz8k8QxeIAy08jSpW5rECnuEnqgWuik4trj97m575G7zoQ6fRhaqxztPxwwXeMiQLP0042PYh2Ta/s400/IMG_2204.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656874223219360194&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see more of my photographic work &lt;a href=&quot;http://aretrodude.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/2340457100162685551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/09/under-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2340457100162685551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2340457100162685551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/09/under-bridge.html' title='Under the Bridge'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvTeFY6OAmOqoK8ujP0IhM9QMaIiVO9gXUsj-pMPVfHYGDXf9su_JpJpIpqKzsWN7pz8k8QxeIAy08jSpW5rECnuEnqgWuik4trj97m575G7zoQ6fRhaqxztPxwwXeMiQLP0042PYh2Ta/s72-c/IMG_2204.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-8881134238777137360</id><published>2011-08-24T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T17:15:49.901-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2011"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Cross Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Flame Drawing]"/><title type='text'>For Shawn (RIP)</title><content type='html'>I drew this back in February and completely forgot about posting it here until just now. It&#39;s based on a drawing my friend Shawn did back in high school. Sadly, Shawn committed suicide shortly after I left Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPHuCu8UIGejN271tynGUcoF0t46PRJrzwSsflKwTBagw5f0EcdB9iMzdeTbB7gk6jDv29R6KLNaaFkNqFV5Nj24fkZXNxq7svUdXfLbP8enBOBuPhsN9g8dtEzBc44IcBhR0oOZD5ieI/s1600/forshawn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPHuCu8UIGejN271tynGUcoF0t46PRJrzwSsflKwTBagw5f0EcdB9iMzdeTbB7gk6jDv29R6KLNaaFkNqFV5Nj24fkZXNxq7svUdXfLbP8enBOBuPhsN9g8dtEzBc44IcBhR0oOZD5ieI/s400/forshawn.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644580414020073410&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/8881134238777137360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-shawn-rip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8881134238777137360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8881134238777137360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-shawn-rip.html' title='For Shawn (RIP)'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPHuCu8UIGejN271tynGUcoF0t46PRJrzwSsflKwTBagw5f0EcdB9iMzdeTbB7gk6jDv29R6KLNaaFkNqFV5Nj24fkZXNxq7svUdXfLbP8enBOBuPhsN9g8dtEzBc44IcBhR0oOZD5ieI/s72-c/forshawn.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-2698863676238598374</id><published>2011-05-02T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T18:07:43.659-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love Song"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song"/><title type='text'>Holding on Hope</title><content type='html'>*Disclaimer: The lyrics of the first two verses do not  reflect my current feelings. They are inspired by past events and what I felt then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get it, it all makes such perfect sense now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should forget it, and let it all go somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry out in pain and despair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&#39;s quiet &#39;cause no one&#39;s there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more holding on hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let go of this rope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause I know that this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I fall to the abyss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back and reminisce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the time when we still were just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I never could make amends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone asks, just tell them the facts so they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and left her alone so that I could go home, why&#39;d I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I&#39;ve shed so many tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems that only God hears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suicide isn&#39;t the answer, or the cure for insanity&#39;s cancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I&#39;m holding on hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a grip on my rope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause I know that it&#39;s not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will climb &#39;til I&#39;m free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the pain haunting me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the heartbreak I felt in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some rest, and I&#39;m finally on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&#39;s just right for me, it seems meant to be. It all makes such perfect sense now... :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/2698863676238598374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/05/holding-on-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2698863676238598374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2698863676238598374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/05/holding-on-hope.html' title='Holding on Hope'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-1216158564704858881</id><published>2011-02-03T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:02:01.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sanity (original song)</title><content type='html'>Dear Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m writing you this letter just to tell you how I&#39;ve been&lt;br /&gt;This last season of heartbreak, it has all but done me in&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she loved me then she said she had to go,&lt;br /&gt;And whether she&#39;ll come back to me, I guess only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s cold and lonely in this room with padding on the walls,&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who hears her whisper in the halls?&lt;br /&gt;No one else can see the face that&#39;s etched upon my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And Solitaire with 51 can&#39;t help me pass the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the outside world and all its simple thrills,&lt;br /&gt;And I&#39;m so sick of taking all these stupid mental pills&lt;br /&gt;The voices in my head won&#39;t shut up when I need to sleep&lt;br /&gt;But any time I feel alone, they never make a peep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;What I wouldn&#39;t give to just take my straitjacket off&lt;br /&gt;The canvas is so itchy, why can&#39;t it be Snuggle soft?&lt;br /&gt;And they just shoot me up with drugs when I try to complain,&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s no wonder I&#39;m in here, &#39;cause I&#39;m truly insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sanity,&lt;br /&gt;Someday soon I hope we can get back in touch again&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause I don&#39;t want to stay at the asylum I&#39;ve been in&lt;br /&gt;I hope this letter reaches you, I know it&#39;s been a while&lt;br /&gt;Since I talked like a normal guy and made you laugh and smile...&lt;br /&gt;...oh wait, that&#39;s Ariel I&#39;m thinking of, whatever, never mind. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that it&#39;s excusable since I have lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, The Purple Sprite... Or was it Sam Phillips? I can&#39;t remember.... :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/1216158564704858881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-sanity-original-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/1216158564704858881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/1216158564704858881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-sanity-original-song.html' title='Dear Sanity (original song)'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-6078915328257547795</id><published>2011-02-03T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:05:27.371-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love Song"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song"/><title type='text'>I Woke Up this Morning</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning with a song upon my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed you said you loved me and that we would never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I saw that you weren&#39;t there and started feeling bad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look back at all the time we shared and all the love we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning feeling good but now it&#39;s gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there&#39;s tears on my cheeks as I&#39;m singin&#39; you this song;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you&#39;d come back and we could start over again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause only you can save me from this slump that I&#39;ve been in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning to the sound of pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick up the phone to call you but I know it&#39;s all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got your number and you said I couldn&#39;t call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&#39;d be better if we hadn&#39;t met at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and I saw you left a note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying tears of joy as I read what you wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I miss you baby and I&#39;m sorry I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I made a promise that I would always be true....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with my girl at my bedside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked and laughed and reminisced and then we hugged and cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the time she&#39;d been away she always thought of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know she loves me so I guess it&#39;s meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with a song upon my heart...﻿</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/6078915328257547795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-woke-up-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6078915328257547795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6078915328257547795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-woke-up-this-morning.html' title='I Woke Up this Morning'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-297860275980062791</id><published>2011-02-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T23:10:05.846-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Song"/><title type='text'>Love Songs to No One</title><content type='html'>We once were so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I thought that nothing could take you from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still rue the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day that I told you that I had to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you found someone else,I&#39;m here by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you&#39;d come back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we can still be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m here on my own writing love songs to no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it feels so wrong when you&#39;re all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know I miss you and it&#39;s no fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing love songs to no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing love songs to no one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&#39;t sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dream of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks that there&#39;s nothing that I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time heals all wounds I hope I heal soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause it would be nice just to get over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are hard to disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in Seattle rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&#39;ll let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let my feelings show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;cause I&#39;m sick of hiding the pain.﻿</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/297860275980062791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-songs-to-no-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/297860275980062791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/297860275980062791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-songs-to-no-one.html' title='Love Songs to No One'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-1428442746364313910</id><published>2010-08-11T22:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:32:10.094-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Random Drawing"/><title type='text'>Lamenting on Gas Prices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvMtRfMXDglbc-1OqQ1smrzLoRe80TPr_1kAAtXNUGHRGpwPpvMLylJ_K4oAItQET9eVOeKX6-xmHsUPwX1TwkNQSwhmik9Zgu9Ad6AzyUJrePc27TDrmYa8Afgg9UFqT2CtsQi4PI_Gp/s1600/planethingy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvMtRfMXDglbc-1OqQ1smrzLoRe80TPr_1kAAtXNUGHRGpwPpvMLylJ_K4oAItQET9eVOeKX6-xmHsUPwX1TwkNQSwhmik9Zgu9Ad6AzyUJrePc27TDrmYa8Afgg9UFqT2CtsQi4PI_Gp/s400/planethingy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465416679412117458&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/6982593229738723683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-flying-car-thingy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6982593229738723683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/6982593229738723683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-flying-car-thingy.html' title='Random Flying Car Thingy'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLvMtRfMXDglbc-1OqQ1smrzLoRe80TPr_1kAAtXNUGHRGpwPpvMLylJ_K4oAItQET9eVOeKX6-xmHsUPwX1TwkNQSwhmik9Zgu9Ad6AzyUJrePc27TDrmYa8Afgg9UFqT2CtsQi4PI_Gp/s72-c/planethingy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-2127778725128944493</id><published>2010-04-28T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:56:15.861-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2003"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><title type='text'>SUV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2TWM2gdiplr4JtxKLpnNDNpss3ooasSx6_LWafiacPX7_OsJLlLukn2e2xSlxnmZE17TxctcU7esLsSW87K6liH8qi5NLsr6ukgVMEEjnVPghTkCvJVeyksoA04VC9xqjb94Fg0UauRi/s1600/suburban.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2TWM2gdiplr4JtxKLpnNDNpss3ooasSx6_LWafiacPX7_OsJLlLukn2e2xSlxnmZE17TxctcU7esLsSW87K6liH8qi5NLsr6ukgVMEEjnVPghTkCvJVeyksoA04VC9xqjb94Fg0UauRi/s400/suburban.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465403285885476002&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/2127778725128944493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/suv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2127778725128944493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2127778725128944493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/suv.html' title='SUV'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2TWM2gdiplr4JtxKLpnNDNpss3ooasSx6_LWafiacPX7_OsJLlLukn2e2xSlxnmZE17TxctcU7esLsSW87K6liH8qi5NLsr6ukgVMEEjnVPghTkCvJVeyksoA04VC9xqjb94Fg0UauRi/s72-c/suburban.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-4885418757955872275</id><published>2010-04-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:11:44.714-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2003"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><title type='text'>Chevy Van...</title><content type='html'>This is one of very few car drawings facing this direction. For some reason, it&#39;s easier to draw them facing the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLecdJsPpWNvRm1bnJs0DcsfqqNk280wRv1rbdK6eXDs7xXj26rxRi1oJ1PckjJOLTip4ZN6TIYJZn9PgPDaQLv7dejQ4HaGjdNY5xpHH5q2wfT9wmfV_RDTf3htjHNbYU92LNkoVd6cdC/s1600/suv1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLecdJsPpWNvRm1bnJs0DcsfqqNk280wRv1rbdK6eXDs7xXj26rxRi1oJ1PckjJOLTip4ZN6TIYJZn9PgPDaQLv7dejQ4HaGjdNY5xpHH5q2wfT9wmfV_RDTf3htjHNbYU92LNkoVd6cdC/s400/suv1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465391555626775714&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/4885418757955872275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/chevy-van.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4885418757955872275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4885418757955872275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/chevy-van.html' title='Chevy Van...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLecdJsPpWNvRm1bnJs0DcsfqqNk280wRv1rbdK6eXDs7xXj26rxRi1oJ1PckjJOLTip4ZN6TIYJZn9PgPDaQLv7dejQ4HaGjdNY5xpHH5q2wfT9wmfV_RDTf3htjHNbYU92LNkoVd6cdC/s72-c/suv1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-1610189189252202902</id><published>2010-04-28T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:00:57.889-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2006"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Binder Art]"/><title type='text'>More Binder Art: Poetry Folder (2006?)</title><content type='html'>I had this as the binder cover for my poetry album for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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I think there was 1 drawing before that, but I haven&#39;t found it yet. The signatures were from friends of mine when I was in the Youth Opportunity Center group home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZV7cGZs37h9JFkHkllZRa2HvSO_KdF_Zv46ioJkra9pazS5e2ffzfMtOSZ9YjXBZXmGWpxBZ4p1CA11GBq9iKPPRQGIWQsNyZS7k_wuaQt9vcinHfgj9q8fuRd-SJAKToo83dQ-XjWSq/s1600/hotrod1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZV7cGZs37h9JFkHkllZRa2HvSO_KdF_Zv46ioJkra9pazS5e2ffzfMtOSZ9YjXBZXmGWpxBZ4p1CA11GBq9iKPPRQGIWQsNyZS7k_wuaQt9vcinHfgj9q8fuRd-SJAKToo83dQ-XjWSq/s400/hotrod1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465385859208135330&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/8709361323288343537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-rod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8709361323288343537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8709361323288343537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-rod.html' title='Hot Rod'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWZV7cGZs37h9JFkHkllZRa2HvSO_KdF_Zv46ioJkra9pazS5e2ffzfMtOSZ9YjXBZXmGWpxBZ4p1CA11GBq9iKPPRQGIWQsNyZS7k_wuaQt9vcinHfgj9q8fuRd-SJAKToo83dQ-XjWSq/s72-c/hotrod1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-509514800446234858</id><published>2010-04-28T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:42:25.909-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2003"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><title type='text'>1930 Mercedes-Benz 500K</title><content type='html'>This is one of my early lined-paper drawings. Sadly, I didn&#39;t properly archive these when I had the chance, and a lot of them are badly wrinkled and in some cases torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjB_Dr-Bm7bOO1M96GdOW6i964nfHnQTre18nAZmN-wyxlmwbPY98jTyPcA47HVtUJiMLzdYjwVVU2UIDJvbTT6UK1ANJRCIr7C0o-iG2ZIZ7jVBm0DgyTfNrpSXhiFxONZhwt-vwRk5-_/s1600/1930Mercedes500k.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjB_Dr-Bm7bOO1M96GdOW6i964nfHnQTre18nAZmN-wyxlmwbPY98jTyPcA47HVtUJiMLzdYjwVVU2UIDJvbTT6UK1ANJRCIr7C0o-iG2ZIZ7jVBm0DgyTfNrpSXhiFxONZhwt-vwRk5-_/s400/1930Mercedes500k.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465384157842637570&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/509514800446234858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/1930-mercedes-benz-500k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/509514800446234858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/509514800446234858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/1930-mercedes-benz-500k.html' title='1930 Mercedes-Benz 500K'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjB_Dr-Bm7bOO1M96GdOW6i964nfHnQTre18nAZmN-wyxlmwbPY98jTyPcA47HVtUJiMLzdYjwVVU2UIDJvbTT6UK1ANJRCIr7C0o-iG2ZIZ7jVBm0DgyTfNrpSXhiFxONZhwt-vwRk5-_/s72-c/1930Mercedes500k.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-7382056820038451645</id><published>2010-04-28T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:36:00.346-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2010"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><title type='text'>Custom &#39;50s Car</title><content type='html'>This started out as a 4th version of the Buick Sedan drawing. Then I put it in a folder and forgot about it for a couple of years. In March, I found it and decided to finish it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hhWd3c2T5KiGLg9qjC6jsnrra55wiwAu7DR2qe0ISdTwE6T7Bsvg2GWclEwLpdK_CjvOA6Lwu0VDxQjmcPlsnsK5uqzueZbwn1esOD4dllslOKLNxcds6yj4C8xmb5GDWqH5uKUOJ0QB/s1600/50ssedan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hhWd3c2T5KiGLg9qjC6jsnrra55wiwAu7DR2qe0ISdTwE6T7Bsvg2GWclEwLpdK_CjvOA6Lwu0VDxQjmcPlsnsK5uqzueZbwn1esOD4dllslOKLNxcds6yj4C8xmb5GDWqH5uKUOJ0QB/s400/50ssedan.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465382167579190642&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/7382056820038451645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/custom-50s-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/7382056820038451645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/7382056820038451645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/custom-50s-car.html' title='Custom &#39;50s Car'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hhWd3c2T5KiGLg9qjC6jsnrra55wiwAu7DR2qe0ISdTwE6T7Bsvg2GWclEwLpdK_CjvOA6Lwu0VDxQjmcPlsnsK5uqzueZbwn1esOD4dllslOKLNxcds6yj4C8xmb5GDWqH5uKUOJ0QB/s72-c/50ssedan.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-4043424815612764994</id><published>2010-04-28T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:24:53.797-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2009"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><title type='text'>1977 Chevrolet Impala Station Wagon</title><content type='html'>This drawing was inspired by my love of old station wagons and the fact that I own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnje8NVxMfitsGEMaCvKQyowf4NARV2wYlLlifP6C6dPYQ78picoNQx3kTI5MxakDFI_VcfkEUMEyHflq-3Oblc4gdFdYP1fJU0oV-M5UbiUXaNL6PoUffe17ZqzSGCsVbW_5rjuUlWBrH/s1600/77impala.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnje8NVxMfitsGEMaCvKQyowf4NARV2wYlLlifP6C6dPYQ78picoNQx3kTI5MxakDFI_VcfkEUMEyHflq-3Oblc4gdFdYP1fJU0oV-M5UbiUXaNL6PoUffe17ZqzSGCsVbW_5rjuUlWBrH/s400/77impala.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465379650825266370&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/4043424815612764994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/1977-chevrolet-impala-station-wagon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4043424815612764994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4043424815612764994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/1977-chevrolet-impala-station-wagon.html' title='1977 Chevrolet Impala Station Wagon'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnje8NVxMfitsGEMaCvKQyowf4NARV2wYlLlifP6C6dPYQ78picoNQx3kTI5MxakDFI_VcfkEUMEyHflq-3Oblc4gdFdYP1fJU0oV-M5UbiUXaNL6PoUffe17ZqzSGCsVbW_5rjuUlWBrH/s72-c/77impala.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-4086325538729835708</id><published>2010-04-28T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:02:08.094-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2008"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Cried My Eyes Out</title><content type='html'>I wrote this poem in the summer of 2008 and forgot all about it until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried my eyes out on the plane,&lt;br /&gt;Let go of lots of hurt and pain.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I missed my family,&lt;br /&gt;Now my baby misses me&lt;br /&gt;I cried my eyes out on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I&#39;d always be there,&lt;br /&gt;Now I&#39;m gone and it&#39;s not fair.&lt;br /&gt;Separated by a thousand miles,&lt;br /&gt;wish I could just see her smile&lt;br /&gt;I told her I&#39;d always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I caused her too much pain,&lt;br /&gt;and now it&#39;s drivin&#39; me insane.&lt;br /&gt;She thought I&#39;d love her till the end,&lt;br /&gt;now all we can be is friends&lt;br /&gt;I think I caused her too much pain.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/4086325538729835708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/cried-my-eyes-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4086325538729835708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4086325538729835708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2010/04/cried-my-eyes-out.html' title='Cried My Eyes Out'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-8453844926232298232</id><published>2009-06-04T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:24:00.125-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2007"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><title type='text'>Ford Shelby GR-1 concept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukNLcat3639R6sgLUjxuqbIZSuoUqrCEKIT0qJyC-ftJSfsMFFDfT8bSTHRe_gPAbquLFg18kXX2iAG0bx0jfQlZ5FzmPpOuich2Nufz4zMpKD2t33BEEkoG0jYmo2QhBlYqRxVwWUGFh/s1600-h/ShelbyGR1.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukNLcat3639R6sgLUjxuqbIZSuoUqrCEKIT0qJyC-ftJSfsMFFDfT8bSTHRe_gPAbquLFg18kXX2iAG0bx0jfQlZ5FzmPpOuich2Nufz4zMpKD2t33BEEkoG0jYmo2QhBlYqRxVwWUGFh/s400/ShelbyGR1.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343416184066540738&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea of a customized Shelby GR-1</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/8453844926232298232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/ford-shelby-gr-1-concept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8453844926232298232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/8453844926232298232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/ford-shelby-gr-1-concept.html' title='Ford Shelby GR-1 concept'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgukNLcat3639R6sgLUjxuqbIZSuoUqrCEKIT0qJyC-ftJSfsMFFDfT8bSTHRe_gPAbquLFg18kXX2iAG0bx0jfQlZ5FzmPpOuich2Nufz4zMpKD2t33BEEkoG0jYmo2QhBlYqRxVwWUGFh/s72-c/ShelbyGR1.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-3966718994075432434</id><published>2009-06-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:14:52.494-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2005"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Car Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><title type='text'>&quot;PT Hauler&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RFkxsqY7R3XfbJ1x2D1dRHYxGmgs2MPe95EmFzmvJ6OPj7RxmHcEvZl91qqyWh8nrVhuIkXfyIFj9hJFiQAFJvsbOYXCbwQYYx-ll1QPBuBbxVw3wSjtNHyXHsP-eNq8e-TM-TCYp8EY/s1600-h/PThauler.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RFkxsqY7R3XfbJ1x2D1dRHYxGmgs2MPe95EmFzmvJ6OPj7RxmHcEvZl91qqyWh8nrVhuIkXfyIFj9hJFiQAFJvsbOYXCbwQYYx-ll1QPBuBbxVw3wSjtNHyXHsP-eNq8e-TM-TCYp8EY/s400/PThauler.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343413821679722978&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my custom concept drawings.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/3966718994075432434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/pt-hauler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/3966718994075432434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/3966718994075432434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/pt-hauler.html' title='&quot;PT Hauler&quot;'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RFkxsqY7R3XfbJ1x2D1dRHYxGmgs2MPe95EmFzmvJ6OPj7RxmHcEvZl91qqyWh8nrVhuIkXfyIFj9hJFiQAFJvsbOYXCbwQYYx-ll1QPBuBbxVw3wSjtNHyXHsP-eNq8e-TM-TCYp8EY/s72-c/PThauler.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-2927460040362871496</id><published>2009-06-04T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T03:03:22.906-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2008"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Binder Art]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Gothic Lettering]"/><title type='text'>Binder Insert Art....yeah, I have a bunch of these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvs56FP9SZHpatwyYOzLAWJk9AcmkgzIdYdkcnkUAaOC7_09ZbSddyumFJMJNulEFGK_b3OsoFBFvcYOyJMdk3k37q4b5aGwn1stguxlTuMrevMSD9I4kBQlL7m26dzvKHZkGzipxiSmXq/s1600-h/bindercover4.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvs56FP9SZHpatwyYOzLAWJk9AcmkgzIdYdkcnkUAaOC7_09ZbSddyumFJMJNulEFGK_b3OsoFBFvcYOyJMdk3k37q4b5aGwn1stguxlTuMrevMSD9I4kBQlL7m26dzvKHZkGzipxiSmXq/s400/bindercover4.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343410793382042978&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example of my Gothic Lettering.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/2927460040362871496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/binder-insert-artyeah-i-have-bunch-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2927460040362871496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/2927460040362871496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/binder-insert-artyeah-i-have-bunch-of.html' title='Binder Insert Art....yeah, I have a bunch of these...'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvs56FP9SZHpatwyYOzLAWJk9AcmkgzIdYdkcnkUAaOC7_09ZbSddyumFJMJNulEFGK_b3OsoFBFvcYOyJMdk3k37q4b5aGwn1stguxlTuMrevMSD9I4kBQlL7m26dzvKHZkGzipxiSmXq/s72-c/bindercover4.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-319624266280184417</id><published>2009-06-04T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:58:33.431-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2005"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Binder Art]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Cross Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Flame Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><title type='text'>More Binder Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifn3L1NQ2KCh7aXblSrkrdVf-df8V4h27KbxYmdKHnBU0nYqkr5WkJNinqZfuonf1gn5ogWfPk472K1A_AgLjQv785nTbCCyiHp3RFh_tBAHpnOgNS0cD8XR6k36xKWCSadVIP8K14bL9m/s1600-h/bindercover3.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifn3L1NQ2KCh7aXblSrkrdVf-df8V4h27KbxYmdKHnBU0nYqkr5WkJNinqZfuonf1gn5ogWfPk472K1A_AgLjQv785nTbCCyiHp3RFh_tBAHpnOgNS0cD8XR6k36xKWCSadVIP8K14bL9m/s400/bindercover3.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343409440303702370&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Classic Binder Art, this one from Science Class. I later used it as an art folder.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/319624266280184417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-binder-art_04.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/319624266280184417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/319624266280184417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-binder-art_04.html' title='More Binder Art'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifn3L1NQ2KCh7aXblSrkrdVf-df8V4h27KbxYmdKHnBU0nYqkr5WkJNinqZfuonf1gn5ogWfPk472K1A_AgLjQv785nTbCCyiHp3RFh_tBAHpnOgNS0cD8XR6k36xKWCSadVIP8K14bL9m/s72-c/bindercover3.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-4908256559029053178</id><published>2009-06-04T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:52:02.717-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2006"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Cross Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><title type='text'>&quot;Graphic Cross&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZyoqqqpmDsIJEHZg1HeGASmey1hlmbUBBYHwHliJEN6nMccs3GFJNRpgJEFvBBzCzrp4cgVw333ov74_0Gqwd_ro_TCmWx7AmCVyqgRqNTQqIoP_7QhJvxuKFPmw76KI8KvF-DZ9SizW/s1600-h/graphiccross.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZyoqqqpmDsIJEHZg1HeGASmey1hlmbUBBYHwHliJEN6nMccs3GFJNRpgJEFvBBzCzrp4cgVw333ov74_0Gqwd_ro_TCmWx7AmCVyqgRqNTQqIoP_7QhJvxuKFPmw76KI8KvF-DZ9SizW/s400/graphiccross.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343407962822253234&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cross drawing I did on graph paper.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/4908256559029053178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/graphic-cross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4908256559029053178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4908256559029053178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/graphic-cross.html' title='&quot;Graphic Cross&quot;'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGZyoqqqpmDsIJEHZg1HeGASmey1hlmbUBBYHwHliJEN6nMccs3GFJNRpgJEFvBBzCzrp4cgVw333ov74_0Gqwd_ro_TCmWx7AmCVyqgRqNTQqIoP_7QhJvxuKFPmw76KI8KvF-DZ9SizW/s72-c/graphiccross.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4998753918381234851.post-4697139008656858345</id><published>2009-06-04T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:45:42.832-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2005"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="[Heart Drawing]"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Dagger Heart poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEKv6QXsgKoUfYyUPXRM1Qv8MUGXOHkJMtFdXXsBAglM6DEC6UExImiIDC6SXsc7vGQLKzdVIro8p_UYg2CiuAYNFn_QAQLTcZBuZpQ4Dr1IP8gZSxhMsCPGbnRPgrbELG35XiMz4_UIWK/s1600-h/daggerheartpoem.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEKv6QXsgKoUfYyUPXRM1Qv8MUGXOHkJMtFdXXsBAglM6DEC6UExImiIDC6SXsc7vGQLKzdVIro8p_UYg2CiuAYNFn_QAQLTcZBuZpQ4Dr1IP8gZSxhMsCPGbnRPgrbELG35XiMz4_UIWK/s400/daggerheartpoem.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343405635501008018&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an early example of a mixture of my poetry and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Poem:&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a jeweled dagger,&lt;br /&gt;It can lacerate your life.&lt;br /&gt;But Hate can never be the answer,&lt;br /&gt;It too can shatter precious lives.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/feeds/4697139008656858345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/dagger-heart-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4697139008656858345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4998753918381234851/posts/default/4697139008656858345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poet3890.blogspot.com/2009/06/dagger-heart-poem.html' title='Dagger Heart poem'/><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14510607934198395180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ6WmrqxUFnuARCW_ORQ19GMZK0yuvXCU_h7bxrZz1AyMOs5COYzDGCSQi42OF1CuHOZ9I__QqMh0-81_Wxab4xu0pVqAJ77SwLRSteFjJ29GLbbUmGBb6aMcTpEkHg/s220/P1010675.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEKv6QXsgKoUfYyUPXRM1Qv8MUGXOHkJMtFdXXsBAglM6DEC6UExImiIDC6SXsc7vGQLKzdVIro8p_UYg2CiuAYNFn_QAQLTcZBuZpQ4Dr1IP8gZSxhMsCPGbnRPgrbELG35XiMz4_UIWK/s72-c/daggerheartpoem.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>