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I have changed the names to protect the innocent (as if you would know them anyways) lol The Cake One often hears of relationships: boyfriens, girlfriend, bestfriends, partners and marriages ending in a rash dispute. They end so harshly that you become afraid of opening yourself up to others with the chance of being let down again. A person either withdraws from the world, or become so callous to the pain that they just don't care anymore. When a relationship ends, the blame is always the other person's fault, forgetting that we are just as guilty. Friends are one of the best things in life, but it takes two to make or break a relationship. I withdrew from most peopleand callous to anyone new I met. I have been hurt many times and was petrified to try anymore with someone else. Then I met a girl who wouldn't leave me alone until I let her into my sheltered world. I was scared but I thought, "If she is willing to accept me as I am then maybe I could try again." I am really glad I did, for now I have some really close friends and one of them is Sally. This past weekend I brought Sally to Geneva, Ohio to see the "Grape Jamboree", a festival help every year at grape harvest time. Sally satyed with Jeff and Cathy a married couple that are goods family friends and live close to my home. I stayed a while after dropping her off and we all talked about many things, catching up on hometown events. That night Jeff gave Sally and I saome advice on relationships. He told us "when things get tough, go back to the cake." He then showed us a picture of him and his wife Cathy feeding each other a piece of their wedding cake. He added "It symbolizesCathy and I depending on each other for our needs in life." That night Sally and I west to the beach of Lake Erie. The full moon peered out over our shoulders, illuminating the lake as it rolled onto the beach. As we sat appriciating the enviroment, we discussed what Jeff had said earlier that day and how it relates to our lives. Knowing Jeff and Cathy and some of their past ordeals, we realized that they have had their share of miseries but would grin and bear it, together. This is what I percieve to be true friendship, true love for the other person. As peculiar as it may seem, Sally and I, on the way back from the beach, fed each other a piece of Rocky Road Fudge. I found it rather ironic for the fudge to be Rocky Road after taking about the ordeals friends face on the path of life. In our sharing of the fudge, we made the day complete. Now we are out to close each day one day at a time, solving each problem together. Relationships are very important in life. One has to share as well as care for the other in turn. I found taking chances is remarkable, and when things go wrong I "go back to the cake," or the fudge. It is my constant reminder of myduties as a friend to anyone. If and when I forget, my friends help me to be a better friend, a better person. "No Man is an Island" is a poem that talks of just what I wrote about, People needing other people whether they know them or not. People are a great influence in our lives whether we truely know it or not. People change, and problems arise and when one can learn to live and share with others, one can feel more free and happy about life. Lis an equally give and take situation, where we must learn to depend on others, for "No Man is an Island."

The Awakening by unknown

At times my life seems so sucure, Then out of the shadows Lurch hidden doubts and fears, Tearing down the fortress of certainty I've built I panic and cry as all the little anxieties Grow and flourish within my heart. I close close my eyes and hope and pray That the insecurities which I feel will depart But, alas, I realize that my dreams Are only that... An illusion in a world of reality, As unreachable as that of any The fairy tale which I've created and loved Diminishes into the pain and sorrow of everyday life And I open my eyes and dry my tears, And accept my life as it truely is.
Dot and carry One Our reliable undeniable Infinate faunt of all things viable Sometimes laughable maybe cryable Ours alone and quite unbuyable. Waker to plaintime wail at night Calmer of storm bent childish fright Kisser of hurt Finder of toy Ironer of shirt Spanker of boy Brusher of tooth Comber of curl Teacher of truth Teacher of girl Impatient waiter for the late homing man Bather of baby Scourer of pan Washer of dishes Washer of clothes Wisper of wishes Wiper of nose Indicter, jury, judge, punisher too Hunter of shoe lace Finder of shoe Planner of plans Schemer of schemes Seer of visions Dreamer of dreams Who does it all- When will none other! Our flesh and blood Angel; We call her MOTHER. mother's day 1969

untitled by my father

Long have I sought thee Tortured years of aimless wanderings through an emptiness; Groping hopefully, tearfully, futility through the all enveloping mists of monotonaus tomorrows. For what? I know not. Something... Something... Something... Something... An elusiveness always seeming just beyond the reach of my outstretched fingers- I followed eagerly, excitedly, frantically- Wherever each new fantasy born of desire should lead- Empitness... Emptiness... Emptiness... And finally, despair- Please God, help me; I hurt... I hurt... Then You- written for my mother 1966

Little Things by Unkown

Little Things The little things are most worthwhile A quiet word, a look, a smile A listening ear thats quick to share Another's thoughts, another's cares Though sometimes they seem so small, These little things mean most of all
Much More Then Words Can Say (carful! another sappy one) I sit at my desk with pen in hand scribbling down the vibrant life inside my heart finding it hard to think... to feel... for you are much more then words! people ask me through out the day about the girl I see from time to time I try to speak... I pause... I smile... for you are much more then words! how does one begin to decribe you when every word leaves your true self empty my heart races about my soul... it skips... for you are much more then words! I have known you for some time now but my mind leaps and bounds all about searching... how do I feel?... my mind is blank for my love is much more then words!
Evening Comes (a tribute to my deceased father) evening comes a sacred curse like a blaket it covers the land casting shadows on the ground slowly moving in slowly... moving... in the moon is peeking from the clounds to dance on the silky water it blows the winds across the shore softly rolling in softley... rolling... in people in town they went to bed they are scared of what's to come so I sit alone on the bench patiently waiting for patiently... waiting... for my father used to bring me here when I was just a lad we used to pray for the souls quietly resting here quietly... resting... here so I sense the moon and I watch the water feeling the cold wind on my back I hold myself and start to cry painfully asking why painfully... asking... why

Love's Arrow

Love's Arrow (sappy poem written ages ago to my first true love) if love is a game then it is a game for archers like cupid and Apollo and archer must be to win at love swift and true the arrow soars to the lover's heart but who was I to take the shot and lose at love again with my arrows of dreams and a bow made of fears my arrows fly slow and the target, her heart is missed but there she stands, so pure and true not moving but waiting for me to take the chance but what if I should miss again only in error will I learn with pain I grow stronger in time I will hit my mark this must be the time oh God let the winds be calm and my hands be steady let my eyes not stray and my heart be still as I draw back my bow and let my love's arrow fly!
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