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| | From:  TheMarEmm (Original Message) | Sent: 7/12/2008 12:50 PM |
Easy Street by©KarenDanyel 08/26/04 I take my walk and wander down to the centermost, busiest, part of town I strut and glide and shuffle my feet for the name of this street, is Easy Street On Easy Street, they show thier wares In windows, showing not a care The mirrored image that I see Is me, in the windows, on Easy Street. I have no money, to buy what's there But I window shop, and stroke my hair I've seen those things, some that I seek as I stroll along on Easy Street. Sometimes I walk so brisk and light and wish I may and wish I might but nothing means as much to me As just walking down on Easy Street. | |
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| | | From: ShylyQ | Sent: 7/12/2008 9:44 PM |
I had forgotten all these poems. they weren' t at the site that shut down either. I have most of those (from that site) on my computer, but not these. Thanks for posting them for me. email the things concerning spiritangel if you would, thanks. |
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i've sent some to you by mail here's another one i found, think ididn't post it yet some threads have almost the same title Challenge Of The Albums Homestead by Q1 2/23/04 A hundred and some odd years ago They came in wagons as pioneers To claim the land they would call home And found it here. They cleared the trees and used the wood To build their cabin to keep them warm They built the fences for their stock And built their barn. They worked the ground, from sun to dark And thanked the Lord for his Good Grace They would reap the grain that grew to golden Then celebrate. They worked so hard, each day for years And as each year came, improved it some The children grew, and loved this place It was passed on. The childrens children, now live here The trails becoming roads for cars But it still has it's homestead feel And it's not far. |
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| Verzonden: 31-1-2004 15:47 | | Tis A Beautiful Day by Q1 1/30/04 The rain strikes the roof, with a ping ping ping And hits with big drops on the window pane The Sky is gray, and the clouds are low And the thunder claps for the lightnings show. My umbrella is spread, but I lay it aside I want to feel the rain on my hide I want my hair wet, and my toes naked too To splash in the rain, in a dance step for you. I swing up my arms, spread my hands, catch the rain. I'm alive with the feeling, of a child once again. Come on and join me, in my glory and fun And we'll walk in the rain, and with rain become one. | |
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| Challenge Of The Albums Photo # 1 Country Road by Q1 2/14/04 The road winds gently down the hill And leads me happily along It's lined with trees, and drying weeds And gently sways me into song I walk with feet that slightly dance To puffs of dust with every step. My shoes are swinging in my hand And at my side is our dog, Shep. The ground is cooled with the setting sun A breeze stirs briefly, the evening air. I breathe in deeply and savor the smells Of supper cooking, off somewhere. I take my time as I stand to look At animals, as they brave the night To come out of hiding, to have their meal By the silence brought on by twilight. The birds are settling down to roost On branches bared by the autumn air. Soon only night-time sounds are heard And Shep and I were here to share. Now Shep and I, have turned around We'll wind our way back home again We hear a sound of lonesomeness It's a far off whistle from the train. The air has stilled, the crickets talk The frog has wakened in the pond. He's croaking to his mate, 'rrribbit' And once more, we've come home again. | |
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| A song maybe?? Hmmm..... Sick And Wrong by ©Q1 2/04/04 Can't keep your mind on daily chores Can't wait for night time to come on Looking forward to when she's yours But she's not your wife, that's sick and wrong. Sick and wrong - Sick and wrong You know if you cheat, that she'll be gone But you only think of what goes on While you're cheating love, that's sick and wrong. While you're juggling love, she waits at home Your dinner's warming on the stove Getting ruined, while you play on. You know that this is sick and wrong. You say that you will stop this time, It was just that once, you lied to her. She cries, as you swear it won't go on, But you lied, and you know that's sick and wrong. Just one more time you tell yourself, She won't find out you weren't alone. She won't find out what's going on. But you know that this is sick and wrong. Sick and wrong - Sick and wrong You know if you cheat, that she'll be gone But you only think of what goes on While you're cheating love, that's sick and wrong. | |
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because you said you didn't have many of these poems anymoren i thought i'd continue to look for them on BtB so far i only looked at posts you started when i'm done with those i will examine every post to see if you entered a poem there too there's so much i didn't read yet ..... oh my this could be a project...... | Here is a new song I wrote. I will put the tune here too, when I get it on tape. (Let me know which verse you think should be the chorus.) ©I Can't Love You If You're Gone by ©Karen Danyel (Quiet1) 11/02/03 Give me time, let me hold you Let me show you I'm the one Give me time, let me hold you I can't love you if you're gone. I can't hold you if you're gone Turn around and come back in Hold me longer, make me stronger, I can't hold you if you're gone. Kiss me weaker in the knees. Please don't tease me, though you can I need you much more than ever I can't hold you if you're gone Put your hand here in my own let me touch you, lead me on I need to hold you until dawn I can't love you if you're gone I'll make you my one and only I promise not to do you wrong You'll be in my heart forever I can't love you if you're gone. | |
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| | | From: ShylyQ | Sent: 7/13/2008 10:48 AM |
yes, it is definately a project  I wrote a lot of poems while I was a member there. she has such good challenges. thanks for reposting them for me. You are the gem of the year. Q |
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thought the comments to the above were too good not to post them too | Van: Baldric | Verzonden: 16-11-2003 13:26 | <LABEL id=HbSession SessionId="4072243574"></LABEL> The last one Q1, love your song think i know the tune already in my mind, Baldric  | Antwoord
|  Aanbevelen | Bericht 4 van 15 in discussie | | | Great Lyrics Q1. I cant wait to hear it. ! Love Skyangel.  | | Antwoord
| | 0 aanbevelingen | Bericht 5 van 15 in discussie | | | Verzonden: 18-11-2003 3:09 | | Dit bericht is verwijderd wegens beëindiging van het lidmaatschap. | | Antwoord
| | 0 aanbevelingen | Bericht 6 van 15 in discussie | | | Dit bericht is al door de beheerder of assistent-beheerder verwijderd. | | Antwoord
| | Aanbevelen | Bericht 7 van 15 in discussie | | | Van: Rainbow Mouse | Verzonden: 9-2-2004 12:40 | | Hey Q1, love this song. Is it recorded already? Would love to hear the music going with it ... although I am singing it already to my own tune ;-) | | Antwoord
| | Aanbevelen | Bericht 8 van 15 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>mydarlinred</NOBR> | Verzonden: 9-2-2004 13:45 | | Kiss me weaker in the knees. Please don't tease me, though you can I need you much more than ever I can't hold you if you're gone Hey Quiet1, this verse would make a great chorus, is there a tune from a nother song that would be similar to what your would use? Red | | Antwoord
| | | Van: <NOBR>©Quiet1</NOBR> | Verzonden: 9-2-2004 23:45 | | Do you all have the means to do a Karaoke with your own tune? I don't have a definate tune to go with it yet, so if you want to give it a try go ahead and post your tune. Just sing what you can, and post it on this thread if you want. Just so we can get an idea of how it should sound, with your own tune.  I'll be waiting. Q1 | | Antwoord
| | | Van: <NOBR>©IMQ1</NOBR> | Verzonden: 15-2-2004 15:29 | | be better. I would like to hear your tunes to my words. Q1 | | Antwoord
| | | Van: <NOBR>Skyangel�?/FONT></NOBR> | Verzonden: 16-2-2004 0:13 | | Hi Q1, Thats a good idea.! Please post our first karaoke challenge in the entertainment board. If you post the lyrics and explain the challenge and how to go about recording their voices and putting the file on line.... maybe you will get a few brave people that have a go at it. Love Skyangel. | | hope i deleted all the codes..... |
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| <NOBR>©IMQ1</NOBR> (Oorspronkelijk bericht) | Verzonden: 1-2-2004 14:35 | | I'll Cry A Tear by Quiet1 2/1/04 It is one day on the train of life When things seem lonely, at thier worst Reflecting on the things of past I need to start on first things first. I have allowed some, to run me down And keep my self esteem so low I was afraid to listen to My inner self, my inner glow. I moved along, in later years And gave dissenters their rightful place I learned to take my life for me And live my life at my own pace. I listen now, to all around Who wish to have their secrets heard. I keep their secrets to myself. And just for them, I'll cry a tear. and the comments: | Van: <NOBR>TheMarEmm</NOBR> | Verzonden: 1-2-2004 14:44 | | you have a lovely gift thank you for your tear(s) adding mine |
| | Bericht 3 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>©IMQ1</NOBR> | Verzonden: 1-2-2004 14:55 | | Thank you Mar, Solitary confinement is very lonely. Q1 | |
| | | Bericht 4 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>mysticwolf812</NOBR> | Verzonden: 1-2-2004 22:11 | | Hey sweet lady, let me wipe that tear and give you a hug, you deserve it. Mysticwolf | |
| | | Bericht 5 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>Skyangel�?/FONT></NOBR> | Verzonden: 2-2-2004 0:29 | | Hi Q1, You are never alone. Many people think of you, Love you and pray for you. I love the way you express yourself in rhyme. HUGS Love Skyangel. | |
| | Bericht 6 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: Baldric | Verzonden: 2-2-2004 7:20 | Q1 ! that poem was rivveting! you touched my inner soul,there but for the grace of God go I, thank you for sharing that, your loved Q1, I love you! your a wonderful person, all ways be you xx Baldric | |
| | | Bericht 7 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>©IMQ1</NOBR> | Verzonden: 2-2-2004 10:29 | | Thank You all, for your loving comments. someone asked if this was written for anyone in particular, No, it wasn't. Just for anyone with a secret to tell, that they don't trust anyone with. 'Healing begins after the revealing.' It's harder on you, to hold something inside, than to tell someone. Q1 | |
| | Bericht 9 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: Rainbow Mouse | Verzonden: 5-2-2004 12:12 | | Hi Q1 is it allright when I post your poem, or a link to it in a Dutch group I belong to? I want to post it in a thread about tears. Someone published this poem there, author not known ... if anyone knows who wrote it, please let me know so I can tell them and we can give credit.... There's a promise in our sorrow
and a blessing when we sigh.
There's a light beyond the shadows
and a cleansing when we cry.
So when we are discouraged,
and face tremendous grief;
it is during those times of trouble,
that the heavens send relief.
With our heart in tune with Jesus,
our source of joy and peace,
be mindful of His promise,
that all suffering He would cease.
He's cried our tears of sadness;
He's felt our every pain,
He's walked our path before,
all glory to His name.
Just listen for the spirit,
as it whispers to be still,
for there is joy and comfort
beyond sad Calvary's hill.
So if the sky should darken
and if the earth should quake,
remember life has struggles
on the journey that we take.
The aftermath of sorrow
is beauty and pure light,
if we can fight the battle
and pray with soul and might.
He sent us rainbow colors
to follow cleansing rain,
He showed us there are miracles
that come with all the pain.
Seek forbearance in the hardships,
or when we fear or roam.
Cast your burdens on the Savior,
and He'll come and take us home.
For He is our great Redeemer
our only true best friend,
He promised he would never leave,
He'll guide us to the end.
- Author Unknown | |
| | Aanbevelen | Bericht 10 van 10 in discussie | | | Van: <NOBR>BayRosie2</NOBR> | Verzonden: 5-2-2004 12:20 | | Thank You for sharing the poem with us Rainbow Mouse..It makes one realize that there still are many beautiful people out there writing beautiful words. BayRosie | | | |
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i think this was with a picture of a cute dog Challenge of the Albums Daddy Please? by Q1 2/1/04 Will you open the door? I feel a chill See my foot? It's off the sill. I wouldn't bother, But I really need, To warm the foot, before I freeze. Please open the door? I'm begging you. I'm too durn short, and my paw's turned blue. Just look in my eyes Is that enough? To show your compassion, and pick me up? It must be warm Inside your coat. I'd like to be there, to warm my foot. Put the camera away And lose the smirk I need to go in, and sit by the hearth. Quit standing there I'm begging now Just open the door, for me somehow. I've been outside And wee'd a bunch And I won't mess, while you eat your lunch. Open the door Daddy, Please I want to go in, before I freeze. Love Emma |
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Simplicity by Q1 1/29/04 I sometimes wonder where we would be Without the lessons of yesterday When things were slower, and more carefree From times born of simplicity? The work was hard, the days were long Our families joined in nightly songs And bed time came when the sun went down. When simple things were all the norm. The bread was baked in ovens set Inside the fire that warmed the hut. The clothes they wore upon their backs Were little more than flour sacks. From spring to autumn, they labored hard They butchered hogs, and rendered lard. The winters snows were kept at bay In cabins banked with summers hay. Life was hard, but they were happy They seemed to have more time for laughing. Now our time is so sparse it seems We hardly have time for night time dreams. I wonder when we got too busy To see the world around us glow It can not be too late to change And make our world a slower slow |
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| ©IMQ1 (Oorspronkelijk bericht) | Verzonden: 1-2-2004 15:08 | | Today That's Me by Q1 2/1/04 When did I decide to be just me? Now let me think... Now let me see... I guess it was when I was born That day sticks in my mind you see My name has changed so many times Since I became the person, Me I now am known by Quiet1 So Quiet1 is who I'll be. It matters not, the one I was Or two, or three, Or who I'll be. When I sign on, then I'll sign on As Quiet1. Today that's me.... Today that's me. | |
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oh my, there aremany more, but i need a break again just posting this one, it's too cute, also nice comments | Van: ©Quiet1 (Oorspronkelijk bericht) | Verzonden: 25-1-2004 12:28 | | Where Do Babies Come From by Quiet1 1/25/04 I listened as she spoke in her young innocense She was asking about babies. Who came and who went. Mommy, she said, as she looked in my eyes Who gives us our babies? Do they fall from the skies? If I can catch one, can I keep it? Pretty Please? Will I have to return it, if it doesn't like me? How big do I get, when I get big enough? If I'm happy or sad, will that make me tough? I laughed to myself, and smiled at my child, These were questions that gave me nostalgia awhile I wanted to share the reason for life with this wee little child, but she didn't want that. Instead I just listened, as she chattered away Is my puppy a baby? He wiggles too much. What day is it now? And how do you read? Is this number the one, that is older for me? If I put a flower on the water someday Will my wishes come true? And will God let me stay? Who gives us our babies.....? | |
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well, just a last one i'll see if i can find the Orchids picture somewhere or ask Budgie if she still has it Orchids by Budgie Dripping Orchids by Quiet1 1/20/04 The Orchids flow upon the canvas from brushes warm and full of life A hand of precise and positioned skill Will brush away a day of striff The minutes fly, on wings of fire to bring the Orchids to full bloom. A canvas lightly primed and wet Will soon have Orchids in the room. They cannot wait another day They want to flow beneath these hands From brushes wet with pastel paints To play in the Dripping Orchid's land. I cannot hold them back too long They run untethered through the paint and land on the canvas as wind blown petals That only wish to bow and spray The haphazard way they seem to land makes happy thoughts and happy dreams The Dripping Orchids will stay that way to dance in a room filled with soft moonbeams |
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posting link where to continue |
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