- Boston, Massachusetts, usa
- July 11
- I love writing and nature and psychology.
Young at heart and love to laugh!
MY RECENT POSTS
December 26, 2014 06:57AM
- "THE KING CHILD"
December 25, 2014 06:39AM
- "IN GLEE"
December 24, 2014 06:15AM
- "IN DARK"
December 23, 2014 07:37AM
December 22, 2014 05:53AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
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like yourself that inspire
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James thee shall bring.
mortal man whose mouth thus
February 21, 2012 08:18AM
- “LOVE "THE GIVING TREE"
by Shel Silverstein!! I gave
to a 68
February 16, 2012 06:26AM
- “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM
Sandra wyllie's Links
only washed up on the shore?
Like some broken shards of shell,
embedded in grains of sand
that the hungry sea can't quell?
In the darkness and its depth
did you long for your last breath?
Crying crystal tears of brine
bluer than a widows walk,
overflowing like… Read full post »
IN HONOR OF CHRISTMAS...........
Today's the day we bow our heads
for the miracle birth
long ago that came our way.
In only meager means
for a newborn to lay
was the king child
swaddled in cloth, in a blanket of hay.
What words could anyone
fathom or say?
That would be… Read full post »
is hiding 'neath the turned up fluff.
But for sure it'll draw crowds
to taste its cakes and sweet cream puffs.
The rays of sun are winking
like a rascal at the girl.
And the big, pale moon is thinking
that it's a priceless, giant pearl!
I'll skip alon… Read full post »
that love no longer exist, I fear.
For love, it seeks what is just and right.
If it has not truth than it has not might.
Then what forever would it be for?
The gateway to empty an door?
If it lost its sight than it walks in dark
and not in light.
but as wobbly as a puppet on a string.
I'm as sexy as a six inch stiletto,
but coiled up like a box mattress spring.
All theses changes that are occurring
are like I'm in some sort of gay, romantic fling.
And my insides are constantly sti… Read full post »
wrung out of droplets when you've an aching head.
I'm forever soaked,
opened and widely spread.
Take me, hold me.
I shall provide for you this much.
When you are aching and feverish,
it is I, that shall be your … Read full post »
There's a light that shines upon you.
Beauty fairy, butterfly
Fresher than the morning dew
Bluer than a Van Gogh sky
Oh the fates and arms of trust
Wandering a different realm
Spreading magic fairy dust
Standing stately at the helm
Bequeathing… Read full post »
or beaded strings of pearl.
You've style and grace.
You're not some mousy little girl.
They see you frail and fraught.
But your spirit's flying high.
Always got what you sought.
Never one to comply!
With all the burdens that you bear,
has anyone y… Read full post »
Even in light there is some doubt.
Marching to the gallows.
Eyes darting all about.
Heavy, the weight of his head.
Upon the block it rests.
Like so many others
that the body shed.
They're pulling on the string.
Their hand upon the chord.
A sweeping, final swi… Read full post »
She's as pliant as a willow.
Her hair, tickling like cat whiskers,
soft and downy on your pillow.
You lay there restless dreaming.
Windows open, blankets shed.
A stream of light is gleaming
from the moon upon your bed.
Oh isn't this heaven!
Even if it's but a dre… Read full post »
You wore yourself out with each wailing fling.
Thrashing about without direction
slapping yourself upon each never-ending swing.
I couldn't bear to see you struggle.
I couldn't look; I closed my eyes.
A man so callow in shallow waters
who i… Read full post »
to get the pearl.
Love is a ballroom that you must dance
to get the girl.
Pride is a baby that must suck
before it weans.
Sorrow is the dust that you must sweep
before it cleans.
Opportunity is a goose that you must pluck
to get at the golden e… Read full post »
like the sun up in the sky.
That goes on without you
spinning circles, feigning shy.
It tugs upon your apron.
Frivolously likes to play.
When did you get older?
Wishing for your younger days?
Each bead of sweat befalls you
like a sticky lollipop.
The clouds are… Read full post »
as just another grain of sand,
that easily slips through the cracks
of your trembling, rigid hand.
Why don't you learn to cup it
and hold it loose and light?
It's iridescence shall dance for you
against a dark-pitched raven night.
Through the crafters le… Read full post »
in a glance among the daisies.
But I have stored your essence.
Spirit of your soul, wandering lazy.
In its idleness it floats above
my hurt and my pain.
It dances with the angels now
and sings in sweet refrain.
A globe of burning amber
fills the sky upon each mo… Read full post »
I can see it clearly, rising.
Its color amber hue.
It winks at the morning dew.
Somewhere in the meadow
I see buttercups yawning yellow.
They're happy to wake up,
wagging in the wind like a tail on a pup.
There's a hand upon my shoulder.
Must be magic in… Read full post »
with your bitterness.
But I'll refrain.
I won't wallow
in the pain.
It's a bitter pill to swallow.
What would it gain?
I'm sorry that you will not deign
to walk inside of my
You won't know happiness;
love you constrain.
Pity, love was not meant
… Read full post »
When we believed in happily ever after?
Whatever happened to those innocent days?
I'll never forget our youth or carefree ways.
Don't give up without a reason.
If you look you'll find something pleasing.
Little drops of rain can melt the icy snow.… Read full post »
I pay no mind to take a rest.
Weary as this journey goes.
Caught inside its wretched throes.
I march right on without a beat.
The wind, it knows not of discreet.
I confront it head on,
With all its fierceness and its brawn.
I know not of its fateful end,… Read full post »
I'll fall off in any direction.
For too long I've been standing still,
against the wind, against my will.
Time to move forward into something better.
Can't get what you want unless you're a real go-getter.
I'll catch you and the world by surprise
when I take… Read full post »
Granted that it has made me stronger.
If I could pour it into a measuring cup
I'd drink it all to the last drop up.
And no matter how course it went down
It felt intensely profound!
That's what makes us grow and mature,
the ability to have the strength… Read full post »
I will try it.
Something stands in my way.
I will get by it.
As for convention.
I will defy it.
Given the truth.
I won't deny it.
Faced with the enemy.
I will ally it.
Something needs assistance.
I won't pass by it.
Doesn't work once.
I will retry it.
As for my opinions.
I will sta… Read full post »
with such damnation?
I myself, have so many limitations.
I never claimed to know the answers.
Inside we're harboring a type of cancer.
When I look at you
it's as if I'm looking in a mirror.
And when I look at you
I can see myself much clearer.
Yah, I'm still… Read full post »
There's healing power in each loving touch.
Never was I the one who would know
that the greatest part of love was in letting it go.
My love was a cocoon holding you inside
to protect you from harm from the cruel world outside.
But by h… Read full post »
hanging heavy on a fragile string.
Watch them fall, each one a loose segment
of hopes and dreams and summers and springs.
What does each one represent?
See them scatter on floors of yesterday.
Count how many of them you lost
as you were going merril… Read full post »