I feel You gazing at me What message do You scribe From what divine source do You abide Uriel, sitting with St. Peter, amidst the heavens From Your divine source I shall abide The message You do scribe Feel me staring back at You By Janet Jarrell Still gazing at The NaiSaiKu Challenge
A wee look into my thought process... Mar 24/09 In search of wisdom and contentment, I start yet another journal - this one dedicated to truth and lies, poems and prose - me. I want My father died still in want It is spring and the land is wanting what lies beneath not wanting to be found I want In want to be larger than life Yet want to shrink away into nothingness In want of a child In want of Love To be Loved To Love I want Janet Jarrell
Before bed, she painted her face she wore her mask to bed so no one would know her in her dreams She dreamt of painting and dancing Of speaking to Jesus Of dating a woman And writing the truth All of these things made her happy As she slept
The Fonz was one of my heroes when young. Happy Days!
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