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  (a poem with a lesson and a warning            sadly based on fact)   Today is my birthday I'm thirteen years old I can't wait to meet some new guys I'll get on the...
Posted by BostonGal - Thu Sep 11, 2008 10:52:57 PDT -- 0 comments
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The line stretches as far as the eye can see, Patiently waiting their turn with glee. Greeting each one with a big smile, for they are only here for a short while. Each one only taking what they need, They there begin to roll at top...
Posted by Contributor - Tue Aug 5, 2008 13:54:42 PDT -- 0 comments
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The second tree from the end is where I always sit, Brushing my hand across the grass as I talk to my relatives.      Aunt Lois with her ancient mink coat.  She and the pelts sharing the same fate, the...
Posted by AudreyB - Tue Jun 17, 2008 11:45:20 PDT -- 0 comments
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Over the fence is a commonly cheered by a particular onlooker who is near and dear. No pressure.  No pressure here! A fan, family, friends even the dog...all have their picks of cheer. You know it runs in the family! And that's okay...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Tue Jun 10, 2008 13:29:23 PDT -- 0 comments
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Am I happy? I say I am when the suject is raised. I think I am but don't probe too deep. I pretend I am to forestall kind questions. I hope I am because hope's better than nothing.
Posted by AudreyB - Tue Jun 3, 2008 09:45:04 PDT -- 0 comments
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3 a.m. coffee Yep!  It's great. In bed at sunset and awake at one. Plenty of time to relive and second think your life.
Posted by AudreyB - Tue Jun 3, 2008 09:44:26 PDT -- 0 comments
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WHISPERS IN THE WIND WRITTEN BY VICKIE BELMORE I KNOW YOUR HEART FEELS EMPTY. IN THIS MOMENT YOU FEEL LIKE YOU'LL NEVER SEE YOUR MOM AGAIN. TODAY... I THINK I HEARD HER WHISPER IN THE WIND. SHE SAID, IF YOU LONG TO SEE HER HERE...
Posted by VJBELMORE - Wed Apr 30, 2008 13:31:02 PDT -- 0 comments
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Friends are forever no matter what you go through When your down and blue A friend is there to make you happy Even if they are feeling crappy They are the sunshine to your day Some people would pray, To have a friend like this ...
Posted by augie123 - Mon Mar 17, 2008 12:36:21 PDT -- 0 comments
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An evening with God dismisses all negative thoughts. His Truth is everlasting the Bible keeps His spirit lasting. He's the author and finisher of our daily walk. He can change our language and teach us how to talk. He won't force...
Posted by Larcenia - Tue Mar 4, 2008 10:35:46 PST -- 0 comments
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  True love comes from God above, anything else is polished and rubbed. We say I do, and the first little spat, turns out to be where some parents want us at. Not knowing the true essence of God's plan, turning young men into...
Posted by Larcenia - Wed Feb 13, 2008 12:03:15 PST -- 0 comments
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Ernie- I love the way you make me laugh, I love the way you make me smile, I love your sense of style, I love the ten years we've had since we walked down the aisle. I love the time we've had to grow, but now I'm ready for motherhood...
Posted by shi - Mon Feb 11, 2008 09:32:01 PST -- 0 comments
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 Here are my hearts, there are several you know One that’s a skeptic. and one that’s just so. One that is wistful and one that is true, One that is soaring, and one that is blue. One’s idealistic and...
Posted by cooperpt - Tue Feb 5, 2008 09:13:39 PST -- 0 comments
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TJ TRA The very first time our eyes met It was like my very first breath Never before have i felt such an innocence A true love transcending all that i know The ring of his voice the purest of tone And the tickle of his laughter on...
Posted by doyleangeles - Mon Feb 4, 2008 16:40:08 PST -- 0 comments
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All day Fred sits loyally in the car Sleeping through noises whatever they are. Short and stout though he may be He sleeps soundly waiting for me. Not a thought for himself he ever has Except when dreaming about playing jazz. Yes,...
Anonymous user - Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:33:09 PST -- 0 comments
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Love is you Carrying the dead mouse outside Love is you Buying me size 7 under ware Love is you Cleaning the shower trap of hair Love is you Asking for seconds of my crummy casserole Love is you Cracking me up with corny jokes...
Posted by AudreyB - Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:01:40 PST -- 1 comment
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Love is not passion Though passion is its child. Love is not commitment Commitment is its father. Love is your essence and mine Filling an empty glass. Love is your fingers on mine Counting the pulse of time. Love...
Posted by AudreyB - Mon Jan 21, 2008 09:31:18 PST -- 0 comments
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Destiny is a place of arrival,  sometime we go in spite of. All the conceptual mind games, keeps our awareness very keen. We don't take it for granted, for we know we are not planted. In a bliss of opportunistic mess, sometimes...
Posted by Larcenia - Mon Dec 3, 2007 09:06:10 PST -- 0 comments
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“ESCAPE TO DARK”   HELD AS A PRISIONER, CAUGHT BETWEEN THE REALITY OF DEATH AND THE PROSPECT, THE APPREHENSION, OF AN AFTER LIFE. THE SHACKELS OF PAIN AND THE SUFFERING THAT PREVIOUSLY BOUND ME, BROKEN,...
Posted by drphill - Mon Nov 19, 2007 15:21:17 PST -- 0 comments
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This month is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and this is a celebration for all of the individuals who survived Breast Cancer.  It can be quite traumatic to hear you have Breast Cancer, but it can also be a awakening to appreciate...
Posted by Larcenia - Tue Oct 23, 2007 09:16:35 PDT -- 0 comments
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The sunset is a beautiful silhouette, created by time for us to manifest. It surpasses human comprehension,Don't be dismayed it creates no tension. Beautiful as it looks it creates a vision, created by God to show no division. Look at...
Posted by Larcenia - Mon Oct 8, 2007 17:17:24 PDT -- 0 comments
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The world is in so much pain. Most of us continually complain. The totality of our gripe is plain. We should sometime sustain. Look back, it's not that bad. Some people go to bed in pain. Some people wake up in pain. We must learn...
Posted by Larcenia - Mon Sep 17, 2007 10:55:01 PDT -- 0 comments
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I lie awake, In the night, Hoping He will come. But when I do not hear a sound, My heart is troubled some. But then I think, About the words, That He hath said to me. "Lo, I am with you always." My heart no longer...
Posted by drphill - Thu Aug 30, 2007 13:02:34 PDT -- 0 comments
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What new nightmare awaits in the dark…                               What new...
Posted by artaia - Tue Aug 28, 2007 10:30:07 PDT -- 0 comments
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You gave us excitement, an Astronaut elite. Surpassed mundane lives, and earth-bound feet. Your moment of glory, vapor trails in the air Filled us with elation, and sudden despair. Oh! to change that moment, erase the time and...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Mon Jul 30, 2007 16:19:25 PDT -- 0 comments
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There is a special place in the heart of mankind for friendship. Given generously over the years it will multiply, to become a treasure, easily recognized, and priceless. — 1980 Pauline Brasswell, 82, has sent this poem...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Mon Jul 30, 2007 16:18:22 PDT -- 0 comments
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July 26 marks the 100th birthday of John Wayne. Bakersfield resident Louis "Andy" Anderson wrote this poem in 1979 and writes "We as a nation need more people like him that are not afraid to stand tall for their beliefs;...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:02:32 PDT -- 0 comments
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Pain, Pain Go Away !        Please go and bother the devil today; Many years of pain you put me thru; I paid my dues in full! Now it’s time for you to let me go; And don’t bother me no more....
Posted by topogigio - Fri Jul 13, 2007 11:32:30 PDT -- 0 comments
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I met Inga Barks      TV I keep away from me      I have Inga Barks to listen to A lot of writing I do But Every day to the radio I listen to      Inga Barks bring a...
Posted by topogigio - Mon Jul 9, 2007 15:35:05 PDT -- 1 comment
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            Bakersfield The City         Many lovely days in Bakersfield I enjoy by & by The bus I take to go here & there. The bus takes...
Posted by topogigio - Thu Jul 5, 2007 11:47:41 PDT -- 0 comments
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Library at 62 ! By:  GigioTopo       And I’m Sixty Two. Children to the library go! Many books there; Are good for you; And I’m Sixty Two.    TV & Video Games takes you to...
Posted by topogigio - Thu Jul 5, 2007 11:45:26 PDT -- 0 comments
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The old man grasped the hand of his kin, A smile without; a wound within. "Thanks for all you've done," he'd heard From a thoughtful youth, an encouraging word. "How could he ever know?" "How could he ever...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Mon Jul 2, 2007 17:32:50 PDT -- 0 comments
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Thank You Lord !   But this song I will sing for You    For Eternity my Lord I will praise You    Thank You Lord for the serenity You’ve given me Thank You Lord for the peace You’ve given me...
Posted by topogigio - Mon Jul 2, 2007 08:52:08 PDT -- 0 comments
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My Friend Casey Christie      My friend Casey is a photographer      He’s not famous but he should be Many pictures and photographs in my life I’ve    seen But...
Posted by topogigio - Thu Jun 28, 2007 11:03:27 PDT -- 1 comment
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    * My Caring Doctor *   By: Topo Gigio A conscientious doctor is hard to come by I was lucky when I found mine Dr. Dozier I thank thee for the smile you brought back on to me When in Bakersfield I came to be....
Posted by topogigio - Thu Jun 28, 2007 10:39:36 PDT -- 0 comments
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Wars - Wars By: Topo Gigio       How can this be? It's only Greed & Vanity Our Greed has enchained our Integrity; Our morals and Values they are taking away too    War’s here...
Posted by topogigio - Tue Jun 26, 2007 11:00:07 PDT -- 1 comment
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IF I COULD WISH FOR WHAT I NEVER HAD I WOULD WISH FOR ME A REAL MOTHER A REAL DAD WHEN I WAS LITTLE AND NOT VERY OLD MY PARENTS ONLY SPOKE WHEN IT WAS TIME TO SCOLD SOMETIMES A WHIPPING SOMETIMES JUST A RAP AND INSTEAD HUGS...
Posted by servicefirst - Mon Jun 25, 2007 15:33:12 PDT -- 0 comments
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Antonietta Maria !   By: Papá I wish I may I wish I might have my daughter Antonietta appear in my dreams tonight !!!!      40 years ago drugs and alcohol of me took control! ...
Posted by topogigio - Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:07:07 PDT -- 1 comment
Poetry
I just read Denice Brown's article on Alzheimer's events and it brought back some powerful memories. I did in-home care in Alzheimer facilities and private homes and learned first-hand the tragedy of what it does to...
Posted by BostonGal - Thu Jun 14, 2007 14:11:56 PDT -- 0 comments
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My Grand-Children !! By: Nonno Paolo Hannah and Anthony are my youngest; They bring such a joy into my heart I cannot compare with any chart!      Tender, Caring and merciful they are; ...
Posted by topogigio - Tue Jun 12, 2007 14:30:51 PDT -- 1 comment
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I was only 3 When you brought the Sunshine in our family   I was only 3 When my Little Sis. You came to be      I Always kept my watchful eyes on you      And didn’t let no one mess with...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Mon May 21, 2007 17:47:50 PDT -- 1 comment
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It was a lovely day! But that Night? All hopes lost I.   So for a walk I went  To find by & by The reason why.        A Little Lady I saw walking by. As she got closer   ...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Wed May 9, 2007 12:18:53 PDT -- 1 comment
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I want to tell you Mom That you’re special to the Lord And you are valued in His eyes For no one loves you more And Mom I want you to know How blessed you really are For I know that it was never easy Those past years were...
Posted by mrbl03 - Wed May 2, 2007 14:47:06 PDT -- 1 comment
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Dedicated to my Godchildren on McCord Avenue Look Out Parents; Drugs and Alcohol are easy to come By Especially if You’re as Weak as I. And Don’t have God to Watch us by & by Hypocrite I cannot be. So the Truth I...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Wed May 2, 2007 14:44:29 PDT -- 1 comment
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Coming home tired and weary, I was about to open the door when I heard a "chirp, chirp" sound coming from above. I looked up and to my surprise what did I see? A little bird resting on a branch of a tree staring down...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Tue Apr 24, 2007 11:31:08 PDT -- 1 comment
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I Alberto in San Francisco's Coit Tower and North Beach Many hours we spent together Played poker and enjoyed our youth Also to the Marina we ran to Alberto always steady and assured But I traveled from city to city And from...
Posted by citizenjournalist - Wed Apr 18, 2007 14:42:47 PDT -- 1 comment

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