The midnight wind blows softly
through my window
I sigh gently seeking the
comfort of your arms
knowing you are gone
but still feeling you near
No one understands the pain
of my loss
They all say I am holding up
well..
Inside my soul is burning, ripped
in half as it were
A part of me is gone lost
forevermore
I never wanted anyone else, I
was always faithful as were you
I now wonder what do I do? Stay
alone forever, look for a new love?
How do I find a friend, a lover, a
companion, a tease, a reason to
love?
I guess time will tell....
The midnight wind blows softly
through my window...
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Friendship
Friends come and go throughout the
years.
Bringing with them memories that we
hold dear.
Join in the laughter, sometimes bellowing
till it hurt.
How many card games, poker or Uno can
people play loosing their shirt.
Dinner at Beefsteak Charlie's what a hoot,
all you eat shrimp fest.
Of course, Patti & Joe did their best....
Platters of shells still remain to this day,
while waiters waved us away!
Memories are fragile things, remembering
a time, a place capturing a mental picture
of time & space....
Wish that I could hold that memory tight in my
hand....willing it not to ever leave my memory..
ever......
years.
Bringing with them memories that we
hold dear.
Join in the laughter, sometimes bellowing
till it hurt.
How many card games, poker or Uno can
people play loosing their shirt.
Dinner at Beefsteak Charlie's what a hoot,
all you eat shrimp fest.
Of course, Patti & Joe did their best....
Platters of shells still remain to this day,
while waiters waved us away!
Memories are fragile things, remembering
a time, a place capturing a mental picture
of time & space....
Wish that I could hold that memory tight in my
hand....willing it not to ever leave my memory..
ever......
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Midnight Dreams
Dreaming dreams of you my love.
Every night I feel your breath against
my cheek..your hand on my thigh.
Snuggled against me, spoon fashion
sharing our body heat.
You laugh saying this is no way to
fall asleep!
Our passion rises and falls with each
breath we take...
I dread the sunrise as my ghost lover
fades with the coming day....
Every night I feel your breath against
my cheek..your hand on my thigh.
Snuggled against me, spoon fashion
sharing our body heat.
You laugh saying this is no way to
fall asleep!
Our passion rises and falls with each
breath we take...
I dread the sunrise as my ghost lover
fades with the coming day....
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Checking & Rechecking
Oh, boy where do I look first?
Each journal is special to me
when writing has slaked my
thirst.
AOL threw us for a loop, never
gave warning or even a blurp.
Thirty days notice and then
get out, leave and take the
crap with you, not even a
by your leave.
A new home is offered with
welcoming arms...new neighbors
wave "hi", old friends are found.
Five years of our lives - right down
the tubes.
Turn around in this world and boy
do you loose.
Of course, we will manage, we will
survive...
This community called Jland will
most likely thrive.
Each journal is special to me
when writing has slaked my
thirst.
AOL threw us for a loop, never
gave warning or even a blurp.
Thirty days notice and then
get out, leave and take the
crap with you, not even a
by your leave.
A new home is offered with
welcoming arms...new neighbors
wave "hi", old friends are found.
Five years of our lives - right down
the tubes.
Turn around in this world and boy
do you loose.
Of course, we will manage, we will
survive...
This community called Jland will
most likely thrive.
Friday, August 22, 2008
J-Land's Fifth Anniversary
Five years in J-land went by
ever so fast
Meeting new people, reading their
lives, making friends that last
Feeling so much empathy for
friends that we have not met
Sort of stops the theory of
a stone cold net
Imagine a place where your feelings
do matter and count
Somewhere that you can let it
all spill out
Never before have ordinary people
been able to express themselves
to such a degree
It's simply a wonderful place for
you and me
I think back to the beginning for me,
July 7th, 2004, never knew how much
I would be touched
Finding myself laughing, giggling like a
school girl so much
Friendships came and grew,learned to
love people that I hadn't met.
Two of the dearest Lahoma & Kim tore
at my heartstrings and still do yet.
No one can tell me that this is a cold
unfeeling place
May J-land continue to thrive and
grow with majestic grace....
Sandi
Friday, July 4, 2008
Leaving On A Jet Plane
A terrible sadness washes over me
yearning for what could of been
and now shall never be.
Carefully plotted adventures torn
suddenly, cruelly apart.
A future together is now all blown
away as simple as dust.
Walking hand in hand down life's
highway is what had been planned.
Now one is flying miserable at
35,000 feet without part of his
heart.
The other is clinging to family and
friends afraid to stand on her own
two feet.
The moral of this story is that it takes
two adults to make a couple, a commitment.
In the normal circle of life, woman will
cleave to man and leave her family willingly.
Knowing in her heart of hearts that she is
the nucleus of a brand new extended family.
When one is ready and the other not, only
heartbreak can ensue.
Fly high my son, dare to dream your dreams
Go forth knowing you are loved, let nothing
hold you back from what you want from life.
Someday, someway this will just be a distant
memory, something not quite so painful.
In it's place will be a beautiful, smiling new
love one that's worthy of your wonderful, kind
nature. It will happen.
I love you...Mom
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