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Stay the Course

Stay the course while others fall to the wayside, and you’re often tempted to quit.   Stay the course though you’re uncertain for certainty is not guaranteed. When the lines fail to delineate let your heart and your gut take the lead. Trust that there aren’t always answers… it’s about the journey not the end of the road… You were put on this path for a reason… so… stay the course.   © 6/6/2014 Dani Heart

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Hurricane Hella Scorcha

Waves of heat wash over me as my very own tropical summer waxes and wanes…   For going on twenty years my body has been imbued with sudden smolder at a moment’s notice with increasing intensity up to now…   But there is a light… way down at the end of the tunnel peaking in… as the first inklings of summer appear and I am able to enjoy sporadic interludes of radiating warmth that fail to bring forth Hurricane Hella Scorcha.   Some days are tough to roll with… But I can see far off in the distance at present, the day when I’ll be...

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Exactitude

You wield the sword of truthfulness and with it pierce my heart Demonstrating that my judgment was in error from the start.   Maybe honesty is not  the best policy after all?   But what you fail to see that I have known all along Is when one’s actions match their words the truth is never wrong.   It’s when there is duplicity that some concealment may be needed when the rules of common decency and community are not heeded.     Though you serve me boldly now A plate of open-faced bitter I cannot digest… I’ll walk away, with my head held high leaving...

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Sleep Lonely

Sleep lonely my friend While the world Spins Searching For Peace In the ripples Searching For foes to fend I stared hard Into the Reaper eyes Begging For more time Your eyes Glazed over In submission “Here is Your reply” The sky Is weeping Gently Gently I lay your hand Down Gently I let you Go Your boat Is sailing Over I see you there Waving While I hold My tears Back And slowly Try to smile Sleep lonely my friend

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Updated If for Girls

lifestyle.inquirer.net If you can use clothes to look attractive, Yet not make appearance your sole or chief delight; If you can run and swim, and stay strong and active, But never lose your gentler side and kinder sight; If you can dance without shame or critical acclaim, And play without conforming too much to the game’s mold, Enjoying the love of friends, family as the same, While caring for the neglected, the downtrodden, and the old; If you can master Spanish, Japanese, Greek and Latin, And never act the least bit conceited, priggish, or vain, If you can revel in the touch of silk and...

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Allotted Intervals

Allotted Intervals   And death mocked me in my presumed final moments… Eternal peace taunted me as it slipped through my grasp.   I watch the sands fall in the hour glass…   Clarity returns along with reality. Our time is limited; it will end.   and there is too much left to do to give up now.   Copyright Dani Heart 1/15/14

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Year End Musings

Now the old year is over A new one has begun Have we made the world better For any stranger, friend or loved one? Now the old year is over Hope it’s been a fine one When from far and from near Much good has been done. Now the old year is over For good or for ill If we won’t now, do the right things Then who ever will? Now the old year is over Whether you’re weak or you’re strong For too many people Far too much has gone wrong! Now the old year is over For the left and the right But...

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Let Americans be Americans Again!

Let Americans be Americans again. Let us dream once more the dream that made us see. Let true patriots arise and renew their claim. In the home of the brave and the land of the free. Let Americans recall the Framers’ dream— Let’s build together that bountiful land we have sworn to love Where never tyrants strive nor traitors scheme Nor anyone need bow to those above. O, let Americans stand for a true land of Liberty One marred with no false pride or gross pomposity, Where opportunity shines bright enough for all to see, And the air’s redolent with the scent of true Equality....

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Smash and Burn Christmas

  It’s Christmas and the tree is dead. You can work to hang all the ornaments, Wreaths, and mistletoe in the world, And not find a living soul to kiss.   Blistering wind sweeps into every crack. In every window, board and door, Angry words exchange in a breeze, As if it was a simple seasonal chore.   We didn’t hang stockings over the fireplace, This year. We didn’t see the reason. We burned coal in our heart’s stove, Because it was the last best use of the resource.   Sometimes, at Christmas time, A smash and burn burial is best.     Dean Walker...

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The Tree

The Tree   The tree where first we met shaded us as I fell into your arms giddy and spent, after you chased me round it till I could run no more. Squeals and laughter brought the envy of onlookers as they spied our perfect, private, public moment tussling in the leaves…   All the world’s a stage.   Our tree in spring was vibrant green and burgeoning with promise as we picnic’d beneath it discussing all our hopes, plans and dreams. We happily languished in the euphoria that is new love.   The tree, our tree, is barren now… Under wet gray skies I...