Mistress Tonie's blog: "Poetry"

the power of love
There is no thinking person who can stand untouched today
And view the world around us drifting downward to decay
Without feeling deep within them a silent unnamed dread,
Wondering how to stem the chaos that lies frightfully ahead...
But the problems we are facing cannot humanly be solved
For our diplomatic strategy only gets us more involved
And our skillful ingenuity, our technology, and science
Can never change a sinful heart filled with hatred and defiance...
So out problems keep on growing every hour of every day
As man cainly tries to solve them in his own self-willed way...
But man is powerless alone to clean up the world outside
Until his own polluted soul is clean and free inside...
For the amazing power of love is beyond all comprehension
And it alone can heal this world of its hatred and dissension.
 
the magic of love
Love is like magic and it always will be, for love still remains life's sweet mystery!
Love works in ways that are wonderous and strange and there's nothing in life that love cannot change!
Love can transform the most commonplace into beauty and splendor and sweetness and grace!
Love is unselfish, understanding, and kind, for it sees with its heart and with its mind!
Love is the answer that everyone seeks-
Love is the language that everyone speaks-
Love can't be bought, it is priceless and free,
Love like pure magic is a sweet mystery!
 
poetry
Whispers in the wind flood thoughts of sin.  Blood flows freely like showers in the Spring.  Life like the changing leaves in the Fall.  Certainty as uncertain as teh paths we follow.  Love no longer blossoms with the Spring Showers.
 
Yesterday thou heart was shattered.  Today thou heart is upon a chest of ice.  Tomorrow thou heart will begin to heal.  In time thou heart shall be mine.  Thy loves thee with a pure breeze.  Come be thine in eternity.
 
I love you sexy.  My heart is yours and the key belongs to you.  Whatever may come of us I'll always be here for you.  My love for you will always grow regardless of where we go in life.  Many things and people have been masks of deciet. Trust is earned and so is the love and heart of a true man.  I know the pain and hurt within your heart and I understand why it is hard for you to get close to anyone even me.  I just hope in time those walls and barriers will melt and allow me to earn ur trust and win your heart.  I love you and please find it in urself to know that love is pure, ture, sincere, devoted, and growing each day even with miles between us.  Anything you ask of me I will do.  Just be honest always with me and learn to trust me.  Hugs and kisses cowboy.
 
How do you love when skies turn grey?  What once was blue is now clouded and cold.  Love seems to have evaded me.  I lay here drenched in tears of loss despair. Today is the beginning of something unaware.  Changes unfold and darkness finally flees from within.  Maybe now this rose will bring smiles again.
 
The flames dance around as the waters waves dance upon the wind.  Everything so unreal.  The heat rises as it would when your brought to extasy with a lover.  I don't feel whole any more even with the serenity of flames around me.  I need to be complete yet I'm lost to defeat.
 
ranting
It is hard to deal with life when all it ever does is deal a hand so unbearable that most just want to die.  We have children and pray and hope against all odds that they turn out right.  In the end we never have any control of any of that.  We do everything that we can to install the right codes of ethics and morals just to watch them turn out the way we never planned.  My oldest daughter just turned 18 a week ago and her entire life she has thought that she is grown.  The day after her birthday I found out that she had already moved away from my parents house and is engaged.  Of course I know that I should be happy for her but in the end I am really happy for her or something else?  I have only done what I have thought to be the best for any of my children just to find out that my children think that I have never wanted them.  I am confused and just wish that there was someone out there that understood what I am going through and knows what I am experiencing with my children.  It seems to me that I am alone and I just don't know what to do or even say.  My daughter is saying that I am dead to her and that she wants nothing to do with me.  I know that she feels that I have let her down and that I was never there.  I just know that if she would ever take the time to listen to me and really listen not with just her ears but with her heart that she would understand why I have done what I done.  I gave my children up out of love and what I thought was best for them.  I wanted them to have everything that I couldn't give them and I never wanted them to go without the way the would have with me.  For that I am faulted and it isn't an easy thing to accept.  Right now nothing is seeming real. My daughter and I was close and used to be like best friends and since that has ended I have felt lost without control or a completeness that used to be there.  I just don't know what to do any more.  If there is anyone that understands and can relate to how I feel and what I am going through please help me. 
 
time
Time stands still as memories of yesterday flood the imagination.  I sit and ponder all that has transpired through time interrupted.  I loved and lost and still I've gotten no where.  Children become only memories that can never be recovered.  Pain holds it's self like glue to a fly trap.  Within the lost soul I begin to lose control.  I've lost a way that only I knew.  So many years ago I laughed and played and now I just sit pondering yesterday.  I don't know what has went wrong.  I don't know how I went astray.  I've lost the way just like when Angels wings break and they fall.  I don't know where to go or what to do any more.  Every word that lingers on the wind has become mysteries in the end.  My mind is flooding with tears of emotions.  Nothing seems to be able to save me now.  I see what is, what was, and what will be and only fear stops me from shattering the glass that is beneath me.  There is no breeze to carry me on and help show the way.  I guess in the end a lost soul I will stay.