<?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: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-422298394893370875</id><updated>2011-09-08T10:05:19.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PoeticTonez</title><subtitle type='html'>What I'm feeling....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-1403087288445552383</id><published>2010-12-12T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:04:15.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been broken into many pieces,&lt;br /&gt;somewhat like a puzzle,&lt;br /&gt;but not easily reconstructed,&lt;br /&gt;not enough time to understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears keep falling down my face,&lt;br /&gt;leaving stains that I cannot remove,&lt;br /&gt;a trail that leads to a sorrowful place,&lt;br /&gt;only to find myself there alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am broken,&lt;br /&gt;never to be put back in place,&lt;br /&gt;those around me have no clue,&lt;br /&gt;they continue to walk past me,&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to fix the pain,&lt;br /&gt;how long will the hurt linger,&lt;br /&gt;for a day, or maybe a week?&lt;br /&gt;to answer this seems unbeknown st to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am easily broken,&lt;br /&gt;into a million little pieces,&lt;br /&gt;so be careful where you step,&lt;br /&gt;one mistake can have a lifetime of hurt&lt;br /&gt;and an eternity of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken, broken, so am I,&lt;br /&gt;no one can see the inner beauty,&lt;br /&gt;because they only focus on the blemish.&lt;br /&gt;Broken, broken, so am I,&lt;br /&gt;never to be put back together again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-1403087288445552383?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/1403087288445552383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/1403087288445552383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/1403087288445552383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-broken.html' title='I Am Broken'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-5362542710196348971</id><published>2010-02-17T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:35:03.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilding Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He waits for me in the garden,&lt;br /&gt;where the colors of a rainbow bloom.&lt;br /&gt;He searches for me in my hidden place,&lt;br /&gt;when the sun shines brightly at noon.&lt;br /&gt;His spirit guides me through the maze,&lt;br /&gt;He answers my forbidden questions.&lt;br /&gt;He prepares a place for me,&lt;br /&gt;and equips me for life's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;He softens my hardened heart,&lt;br /&gt;and dries up my continuous tears.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me safe from harms way,&lt;br /&gt;while his presence erases my fears.&lt;br /&gt;He welcomes me into his home,&lt;br /&gt;and places no criticism on me,&lt;br /&gt;He loves me for who I am,&lt;br /&gt;and gives me freedom to let me be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-5362542710196348971?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/5362542710196348971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/02/guilding-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/5362542710196348971'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reflection resembles scars of sorrow and pain,&lt;br /&gt;a fragile heart being broken repeatedly,&lt;br /&gt;a lonely soul seeking refuge, but&lt;br /&gt;never finding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being isolated in this cruel world,&lt;br /&gt;trying to distinguish between what is&lt;br /&gt;right or wrong, acceptable and disgraced,&lt;br /&gt;and what road to travel this tiresome journey on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious to what others find comforting,&lt;br /&gt;in this ungodly world of sinners,&lt;br /&gt;as our being perishes into nonexistent dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the grass outside is blanketed by the&lt;br /&gt;morning dew, I'm confused as to why the&lt;br /&gt;the world continues it's rotation on a broken axle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing the trip is about to abruptly end,&lt;br /&gt;and left at a stand still like broken glass, or&lt;br /&gt;misplaced puzzle pieces with no where to belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restless souls roaming the polluted air,&lt;br /&gt;seeking a resting place for their iniquities,&lt;br /&gt;afraid to let go and let God&lt;br /&gt;challenge their battles for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearning to be triumphant,&lt;br /&gt;yet lacking knowledge, are we united as one,&lt;br /&gt;spread out like a wonderful feast&lt;br /&gt;at the table of unrighteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the hopeless turn away from their wicked ways&lt;br /&gt;and walk into the blessed land,&lt;br /&gt;that was set aside for the peacemakers&lt;br /&gt;to be free at last from the shackles of bondage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwelcomed thoughts of love and prosperity&lt;br /&gt;being lead astray by the mirage of failure&lt;br /&gt;and deceit,&lt;br /&gt;Why are we such fools to the enemy's trickery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness ever seeking a place to dwell in,&lt;br /&gt;often miscalculated and misunderstood,&lt;br /&gt;pushed away with our stony hearts,&lt;br /&gt;to be misplaced like lost, loose change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-4665222006450071869?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/4665222006450071869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/01/misplaced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/4665222006450071869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/4665222006450071869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/01/misplaced.html' title='Misplaced'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-3888335180305549034</id><published>2010-01-02T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:53:52.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry-Go-Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I closed my eyes and tried to remember,&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of me I could not.&lt;br /&gt;I pondered on it all night,&lt;br /&gt;repetitiously I searched my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I believed I found it,&lt;br /&gt;once more I was to be fooled.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the real thing,&lt;br /&gt;so quickly it disappeared without a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game I'm tired of playing,&lt;br /&gt;it's making me a loser.&lt;br /&gt;So many years have passed me by,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have figured it out sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deception knocking at my door,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I dare answer?&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be captured like a prisoner,&lt;br /&gt;to again be abused by my master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solutions lie within me,&lt;br /&gt;I hold the key the lock.&lt;br /&gt;When I choose to exit the stage,&lt;br /&gt;this merry-go-round ride will stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-3888335180305549034?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/3888335180305549034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-go-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/3888335180305549034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/3888335180305549034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-Go-Round'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-5428362773206404420</id><published>2009-12-18T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:44:05.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I can feel him, &lt;br /&gt;when I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;for his heart speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;In his poetry, &lt;br /&gt;in his rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;in his song,&lt;br /&gt;in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a beautiful flower&lt;br /&gt;beginning to bloom for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;is how deeply I want to love him,&lt;br /&gt;unconditionally, &lt;br /&gt;inside and out,&lt;br /&gt;no restrictions,&lt;br /&gt;no limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words embrace me like heaven's clouds,&lt;br /&gt;his voice caresses me,&lt;br /&gt;so tender like a first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;ever so carefully,&lt;br /&gt;sincere and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fills my day with joy&lt;br /&gt;with just the slightest thought of him,&lt;br /&gt;I am overwhelmed with emotion,&lt;br /&gt;I desire him,&lt;br /&gt;I admire him,&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not know&lt;br /&gt;the power he possesses,&lt;br /&gt;for he dwells in humility,&lt;br /&gt;kindness and positivity.&lt;br /&gt;He uplifts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a gentleman is he,&lt;br /&gt;he protects my heart with honor.&lt;br /&gt;So freely he shares his world with me&lt;br /&gt;I know not of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;but of love and tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will never understand the magnitude&lt;br /&gt;of his influence in my life&lt;br /&gt;because he doesn't look for praise&lt;br /&gt;or recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just is&lt;br /&gt;and he just does,&lt;br /&gt;has always been &lt;br /&gt;and always was&lt;br /&gt;my first and my only &lt;br /&gt;true love.&lt;div 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Love'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-3263396382817273382</id><published>2009-12-12T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:31:37.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Abides</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love abides by no rules,&lt;br /&gt;it's depth is endless,&lt;br /&gt;it's plight is high,&lt;br /&gt;it expects nothing&lt;br /&gt;and criticizes not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears like a thief in the night,&lt;br /&gt;but harm it does not know.&lt;br /&gt;It's aim is comfort the lost&lt;br /&gt;and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;because at times it is stern,&lt;br /&gt;strong and firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a free spirit&lt;br /&gt;and cannot be regulated,&lt;br /&gt;by thoughts or actions.&lt;br /&gt;It owns the right to &lt;br /&gt;it's destination and direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be bought or sold,&lt;br /&gt;and not to be defined as young or old.&lt;br /&gt;It holds it's own self worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love abides by no rules,&lt;br /&gt;stipulations or restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;It creates it's own path&lt;br /&gt;Like water to a plant.&lt;br /&gt;if nurtured, it will last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-3263396382817273382?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/3263396382817273382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-6228229194574613419</id><published>2009-11-23T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:26:21.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Calming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Sw7kM30DOPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Zw1UaTUSQk/s1600/corsica_water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Sw7kM30DOPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Zw1UaTUSQk/s320/corsica_water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408511112310372594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;His love flows into my valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;his voice calms the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;he comforts me with his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and embraces me with his soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I often think of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;like dew falling upon the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;my heart remembers his melodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;as the birds sing a verse to our song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Though I cry out for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;he does not hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;from deep in the forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;he is hidden from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I seek to find him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I yearn to feel his touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; can move a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;with patience in one breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I look up to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;and imagine a place unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to only he and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;surely his pace will guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;As we embark this journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;destination&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unbeknown st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;within the peace of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;until the still of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-6228229194574613419?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/6228229194574613419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/peaceful-calming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/6228229194574613419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/6228229194574613419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/peaceful-calming.html' title='Peaceful Calming'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Sw7kM30DOPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3Zw1UaTUSQk/s72-c/corsica_water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-7203682392087242810</id><published>2009-11-21T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:21:31.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can hear your heart talking to me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still I wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I am worthy of your embrace,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for your love I cannot replace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember when we connected,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our songs united at one moment,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in unison with the whispers of the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your soul found mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we became one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or have I only imagined that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind is clear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart is not confused.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You loved me from an unknown place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I constantly search to be united.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you welcome me in?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't push me away, I can't bear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For so long I've waited to be yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was I so transparent in my plight?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I plan to win the uphill fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our love welcomes the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and celebrates in the dawn,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day by day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have reached our mountain together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our love rains down into the valley,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fog has cleared, the pathway is near,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that we let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; parade in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-7203682392087242810?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/7203682392087242810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/loves-parade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/7203682392087242810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/7203682392087242810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/loves-parade.html' title='Love&apos;s Parade'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-6919298352052002427</id><published>2009-11-17T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:13:14.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes a Woman Bitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get up every morning to a job where I don't feel appreciated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;working like a slave to make the man's pocket larger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I constantly have holes in mine.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come home to a house that needs to be cleaned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dishes that need to be washed and kids that need to be fed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My body is tired and my feet ache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now is not the time for a break.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling like I'm being taken for granted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it seems as though all I do for others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is expected from them &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what has anyone done for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constant complaining, finger-pointing and criticizing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one seeing my point of view on anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you wonder why I'm cranky?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do I really need to make it plain or waste my time explaining?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you so blind that you cannot see, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or you are only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; to your own needs?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People are only concerned with self &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and with little regard of anything or anyone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-6919298352052002427?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/6919298352052002427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/pardon-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/6919298352052002427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/6919298352052002427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/pardon-me.html' title='What Makes a Woman Bitter'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-5269314097830574162</id><published>2009-11-15T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:33:23.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDHEKK_EeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UxHkbUBo9O8/s1600/british_columbia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404538427108430306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDHEKK_EeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UxHkbUBo9O8/s320/british_columbia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So weary was I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that my eyes were blinded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and I could not see my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trouble seemed to meet me at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the door, every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trials and tribulations escorted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me every where I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Until one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the darkness broke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the storm was moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and the pathway was made clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I heard the voice of thunder speak to me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and no it was not a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;although it seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was wide awake in the midnight hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when a voice spoke to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Rise up, child, and walk with me. I am your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guide in the darkness. I will lighten your heavy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;load. I will carry your burdens. I will calm your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fears. I will heal your wounds. I will ease your pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will cover you. I will uplift you. I will comfort you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will never leave nor forsake you, because I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And with that being said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I felt a strong sense of peace come over me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart was made glad and my soul rejoiced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For the Lord our God has saved me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and now I am free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-5269314097830574162?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/5269314097830574162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/5269314097830574162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/5269314097830574162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will.html' title='I Will'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDHEKK_EeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UxHkbUBo9O8/s72-c/british_columbia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-169311257291813685</id><published>2009-11-07T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:44:07.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If I said I loved you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;would your heart be able to hear the words? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;although I try to distance myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;from rejection, I can't help but be drawn to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;your soul whispers secrets to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;only the wind can tell which direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;because both are oblivious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;to one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each others&lt;/span&gt; hidden conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;My imagination takes precedence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;over reality sometimes, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I am overwhelmed with what could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;or what might have been, but-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I have to check myself in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And when I look into our eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I see the love you have inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and I wish it was mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To belong to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maybe that's too much to require or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;maybe I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But what's so wrong with being in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Why are people so afraid of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Love will never hurt you yes, I know, sometimes people do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It may be a risk, but when with benefits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Do you ever feel lonely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If so, remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'll always be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Let love conquer your fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When it knocks, let it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and let love begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-169311257291813685?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/169311257291813685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/169311257291813685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/169311257291813685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-2408539338887521085</id><published>2009-11-06T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:35:53.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campbell Soup-Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HE FINE, BUT HE DON'T KNOW IT&lt;br /&gt;HE SENSITIVE, BUT HE DON'T SHOW IT&lt;br /&gt;LAID BACK BROTHER WITH INTELLIGENT COMPOSURE&lt;br /&gt;NOT ORDINARY BECAUSE THE WAY HE LOVE IS EXTRADINARY NEVER PLACES HIS LADY AS SECONDARY&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LIKE TO FIGHT BUT HE WILL IF HE HAS TO&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE HE KNOWS A MAN HAS TO DO WHAT HE HAS TO&lt;br /&gt;HE WOULDN'T DISRESPECT A WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;CUZ HE REMEMBERS WHAT HIS MAMA TAUGHT HIM&lt;br /&gt;DADDY WASN'T AROUND BUT HE STILL STANDS STRONG&lt;br /&gt;NOT BOOK SMART BUT HE KNOWS RIGHT FROM WRONG&lt;br /&gt;BLUE JEANS AND A WHITE TEE HAIR BRAIDED AND A GOAL TEE TATTOOS AND A DOO RAG&lt;br /&gt;BOOTS OR TENNIS SHOES&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE CAN STILL WEAR A SUIT AND TIE&lt;br /&gt;MANY GIRLS FEELING HIM&lt;br /&gt;SO HE MAY BE A PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;HE DOESN'T MEAN TO BE A HEART SLAYER&lt;br /&gt;BUT HIS DEMEANOR HAS MANY LAYERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-2408539338887521085?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/2408539338887521085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/reloaded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/2408539338887521085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/2408539338887521085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/11/reloaded.html' title='Campbell Soup-Part 2'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-8791590341398946892</id><published>2009-10-23T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:36:41.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Out Loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It is so hard at times to cope with everyday life when no one understands you.&lt;br /&gt;People's opinions of you are prejudged assumptions with no foundation of actuality.&lt;br /&gt;what's even harder is being in a relationship with these charcateristics&lt;br /&gt;everyday is a constant struggle.&lt;br /&gt;You ask the Lord to help you make thru the day . Then you have to pray that same prayer every single day without missing a beat because the moment you do, ugly rears it's head at the most inconvenient time.&lt;br /&gt;You keep asking yourself 'why do I have to endure this pain?'&lt;br /&gt;but why not? Others have before you .&lt;br /&gt;You look for solutions, only to realize that you can't fix it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;every time you make the attempt, you just mess things up further&lt;br /&gt;when will this end?&lt;br /&gt;You begin to believe it's karma for some wrong you've done and over looked or forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Others get away with their sins and celebrate, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;You can forget going to someone for advise or wisdom, because you can't trust anyone.&lt;br /&gt;If you let too many know your personal affairs, it will become the gossip during Sunday's dinner and ,then, how can you trust the words of those who are just as messed up and hurt as you?&lt;br /&gt;None of us are really in a position to be handing remedies to life's mishaps, get the log out of your own eye first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-8791590341398946892?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/8791590341398946892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-so-hard-at-times-to-cope-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/8791590341398946892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/8791590341398946892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-so-hard-at-times-to-cope-with.html' title='Thinking Out Loud'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-3479754385483298697</id><published>2009-10-19T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:34:48.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ain't Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It ain't nothing for me to love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I've been doing that for some time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;People criticize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;because they don't understand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;why I'm holding on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If they were me, then they could see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;where I'm coming from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Loving you makes my heart glad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and sometimes I don't understand it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It was so sudden and unexpected,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but I needed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I've been broken hearted for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nobody knows what I've been through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the pain I've endured or the obstacles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I've encountered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I just want my soul to mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Is that a crime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Boy, you don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I looked into your big brown eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you made my heart melt like ice cream over a fire .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And ever since that day I've fallen in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;With you is where I find myself, in my dreams, not wanting to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Because I don't want to be disappointed by reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My mind is spinning with thoughts that I can't contain any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;With each passing day, I'm grow more fonder than in the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The love I have for you is infinite........ because there is no ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-3479754385483298697?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/3479754385483298697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-aint-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/3479754385483298697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/3479754385483298697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-aint-nothing.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Nothing'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-8043676263996268338</id><published>2009-09-04T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:44:50.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Changed His Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDIcYrY3iI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cQFhaGWL6fc/s1600/lake_moraine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404539942830923298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDIcYrY3iI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cQFhaGWL6fc/s320/lake_moraine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I once was weary,&lt;br /&gt;my heart was troubled,&lt;br /&gt;confusion consumed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I knew not which way to go, or which direction to turn,&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in the wilderness of the sinful world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God changed the plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times it seemed my trouble had no apparent end,&lt;br /&gt;And good works were scarcely seen.&lt;br /&gt;Love did not welcome me&lt;br /&gt;and kindness was seldom found.&lt;br /&gt;Faith did not know my name,&lt;br /&gt;so doubt made a home in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God changed His plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;on the forbidden path&lt;br /&gt;no clue as to which way to go&lt;br /&gt;I was headed for destruction&lt;br /&gt;with a blindfold covering my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God changed his plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day I woke up&lt;br /&gt;the darkness of the night &lt;br /&gt;and walked into the light&lt;br /&gt;I turned away from my life of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And allowed God to change the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-8043676263996268338?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/8043676263996268338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-changed-his-plans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/8043676263996268338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/8043676263996268338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-changed-his-plans.html' title='God Changed His Plans'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/SwDIcYrY3iI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cQFhaGWL6fc/s72-c/lake_moraine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-4074020332425071625</id><published>2009-06-23T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:32:03.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;young girl,&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to wear pants so tight&lt;br /&gt;or your skirt so short&lt;br /&gt;Just to gain some attention.&lt;br /&gt;Grown men approaching&lt;br /&gt;and you are only fifteen,&lt;br /&gt;but you forget to mention.&lt;br /&gt;No father figure around&lt;br /&gt;you're longing to be loved&lt;br /&gt;so you sleep around&lt;br /&gt;single parent home&lt;br /&gt;you often feel alone&lt;br /&gt;no one to turn to for guidance&lt;br /&gt;because your mother works double shifts,&lt;br /&gt;just to make ends meet,&lt;br /&gt;you are free to roam the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young girl,&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;though you think you're not&lt;br /&gt;self esteem is low&lt;br /&gt;you start fights to release frustration&lt;br /&gt;incarceration is your destination.&lt;br /&gt;hanging out on the corner&lt;br /&gt;dealers walking past&lt;br /&gt;exchange what's in his hand for some cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young girl,&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your life away&lt;br /&gt;due to misconception of reality&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and see the beauty you possess is skin deep&lt;br /&gt;your dreams can come true&lt;br /&gt;if you believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;you don't need others to.&lt;br /&gt;You are able to change your destiny&lt;br /&gt;by the path you take&lt;br /&gt;ask the Lord for strength,&lt;br /&gt;and the rest is up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-4074020332425071625?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/4074020332425071625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/06/young-girl-you-dont-have-to-wear-pants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/4074020332425071625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/4074020332425071625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/06/young-girl-you-dont-have-to-wear-pants.html' title='Young Girl'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-1796475205166212667</id><published>2009-06-15T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:32:36.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campbell Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fine as aged wine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;dark skinned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;light skinned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;mustache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;goal-tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;corn rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;bald fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;baggy jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;slacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;button-up shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;suit, tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;white tee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;tennis shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stacey Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;fitted cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dob hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;pearly whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;gold cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;gold chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;tattoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;boxer briefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;talks with slang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;yet has a college degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;and he's feeling me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;he licks his lips like his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;name is Ladies Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;he's a rapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;or an R &amp;amp; B singer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;he's real laid back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;smooth in his demeanor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;thugged out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ladies man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but a one woman man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;helps those in need when he can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;much respect for his mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;so he treats his lady right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;not a trouble maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but not afraid to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yes, the brother's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;and he's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;takes care of home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;like he should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;this Campbell Soup Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;is mmm, mmm, good.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/422298394893370875-1796475205166212667?l=poetictonez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/feeds/1796475205166212667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/06/campbell-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/1796475205166212667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/422298394893370875/posts/default/1796475205166212667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetictonez.blogspot.com/2009/06/campbell-soup.html' title='Campbell Soup'/><author><name>PoeticTonez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11884901521835073628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yd2q-npjH5k/Syw-R2YhhOI/AAAAAAAAAII/D2bA_fH_l1w/S220/meeeee.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422298394893370875.post-51838405200180195</id><published>2009-06-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:29:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I looked into his brown eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I could see his soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sketching a pathway to his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I decided then, this is where I want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Him and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He comforts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He embraces me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Because he loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And so do I, love he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The path we travel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;many obstacles we've crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when I fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he holds me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and dusts me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I encourage him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;when he's feeling weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hold his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and let him lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know when to let him go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and know when he needs me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He keeps me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but confident to let me be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're strong togethor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even when we're apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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