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SHEASHIRE

by SHEA

Rated: E · Book · Personal · #1227698

Life, Prose, Poetry, Philosophy, Opinion, Faith

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WELCOME, WELCOME, WELCOME

** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **

A WARM HELLO, AND KINDEST THANK YOU FOR VISITING WHAT HAS BEEN DUBBED

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Visit the LIBRARY; click on one of the SHELVES or LINKS for automatic linking to the writing.

Read and place some of your own writing; sharing ideas is encouraged, and ENJOYMENT is the SHEASHIRE WISH!

"SHEASHIRE BLOG CHARTER", says very clearly,
"LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR".

Ω FAITH SHELF

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FAITH SHELF - WRITTEN PRIVATELY, ALSO for the CATHOLIC CURSILLO COMMUNITY.
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All posted comments should be GENTLE, SUPPORTIVE, CARING, and CONSTRUCTIVE. These are communication skills that must be adhered to; the "BOSS" is adamant about it.

Scroll just past the LIBRARY to log your BLOG.
Rotating LIBRARY, or go straight to the SHELF to browse.

"POETRY SHELF"

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"PROSE SHELF"

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"Ω FAITH SHELF"

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Thanks Tornado Day

for sponsoring me in the "Rising Star Group" and being my friend.

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Mia - craving colour

Nov 20, 2011 at 11:27pm
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Wow! You are making fabulous use of your blog for showcasing your portfolio and your writing.

Love the idea.

Mia

My Blog "Invalid Item"

NOVAcatmando

Sep 11, 2011 at 6:33pm
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the title to your blog entry says it all

Tornado Day

Jan 20, 2011 at 10:19pm
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beautiful

Kåre Enga in Montana

Dec 21, 2009 at 11:33pm
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I finally figured out what NAFO is and went to VOCM to find news.

What exactly is Canada and therefore Newfoundland and Labrador giving up? I can't imagine the brightest-of-the-bright in Ottawa would know a fish if it bit them. So, please shed some light.

Tornado Day

Dec 17, 2009 at 11:37am
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Beautiful............as you are.

NOVAcatmando

Oct 12, 2009 at 10:01am
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Lovely cadence, sad mood. The third to the last stanza is brilliant in the images of the washing of the feet, and so much more that is unsaid.

NOVAcatmando

Oct 12, 2009 at 9:54am
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Amen.

bluesky

Apr 6, 2009 at 1:23pm
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Beautiful poem and picture.
~~bluesky

Karen

Oct 25, 2008 at 6:09pm
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"That is were you are right now" I think you meant where instead of were.
This wonderful, insightful writing of yours reminds me, in part, of one of my poems:

In the Chrysalis

Today, in the world I took such a hit;
I’ve laid down my weapons, finally quit.

I am safe in the chrysalis once more;
on butterfly wings, I will again soar

…but not today.

Copyright © 2006 by Karen M. Crump

Karen

Oct 25, 2008 at 5:56pm
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Ah, the couch of comfort, if only it could, it would. It tries in its own way as it molds around the sitter taking on the very form and not minding at all that it is left distorted for the effort. The couch is the kindest of souls, always welcoming. And yet, even it breaks down as nature has its way and must be replaced with the new. And once again, a relationship is formed that cannot be betrayed. Good couch! Thank you for the nights and days of quiet companionship.

June 2, 2011 at 10:08pm

#725318

Get a Life

...
I was told to get a life.
I wondered what do you think that I should be?
What life should I parade for you?
What life do you want that I should live?

I don't even know who I was,
Or what I even wished to be.
Half way through this life called mine,
That life I lived gone now unseen.

Did someone get the best of me,
When what I thought was good?
Was that when I really had a life,
Lost to who I was when I wished of you?

I don't even know now
Who I'd wished I thought I'd been.
I should have known
What life I now could live.

My Maker knows the winning number.
Life's lottery not yet spun for me to see.

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June 2, 2011 at 9:47pm

#725315

See Me

...
I wished with all I was that
she would see the man in me
That she would see what
I'd amounted from longing dreams
Now I'm lost in that
huge hole called my life.
Cold and lonely questioning
what I'd thought was myself.

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June 2, 2011 at 9:06pm

#725312

Gonna

...
I'm gonna change who I was
I'm gonna chance who I'd been
When I wake up in the morning
I will be a new man again.

I'm gonna use different words
I am going to change my very skin.
I know as sure as I'm alive
I'm gonna get some lovein' then.

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June 1, 2011 at 7:15pm

#725256

Life's Song

...
Sitting in life's song
Wishing they'd remember
How I was
and where I had gone!
How I longed to see
Who I thought was me.
The dream cheated who I'd seen.
Lost you for tomorrow
Because of who I'd been.
In thought of the meager man I am
That man I longed to be.
Unfounded grace once held in place
By the weakness of one dream.

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May 31, 2011 at 3:12pm

#725199

Gentle Touch

...

A D Em7 Am
Loving all alone, knowing I was born,
To open my arms to you, and cry you're gone.
Seeming dreams I ounce had know vanished
To lyrics I'd wrote wrong.

If now those ones had seen,
How I cried for them through me.
Oh my manhood songs
had so many times gone wrong.

Sit and dream of love
Of times when loneliness was rough
When I could see the words to see.

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May 30, 2011 at 3:14pm

#725130

Lost

...
I live now this life of mine,
in solitude clicks passing time.
Thoughts of love long laid to rest,
long shown my own regret.

The wishing-well not found
when needed, dusty, creaking so.
A wasted search those many years,
when giving love faded fear.

No longer want to stay or go,
lost love brings tears, waves sorrow.
Unknown, none shall know,
lonely anguish so stark with thorns.

Reels of pictures run this stagnant mind;
sobbing, lost to time.

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May 29, 2011 at 7:58pm

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Going To the City

... Capo fourth fret - F C G
Thinking bout where I'm going to. F C
Thinking bout where I'm coming from. F C
Thinking bout what I had said too. F C G
Thinking bout the day's end. F C
Thinking bout tomorrow spent. F C
Thinking bout when you where my friend. F C G
Wishing I was a rich man. F C
Wishing you would hold my hand. F C
Wishing I knew who I was and when F C. G
Wishing you would say hello to me.F C
Wishing you would see who I am. F C G
Wishing you would not pretend. F C
Wishing you would feel some love for me. F C G
Thinking bout where you'd gone.F C
Thinking bout what you'd done.F C
Thinking bout what you had said to me. F C G

I'm going down to the city.F C
I'll go there with my soul.F C
I am going there like I never known.F C G

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May 25, 2011 at 10:57am

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Wednesday

...

This day called Wednesday
Of that I am sure.
I was taught it when younger
Knee high, a young boy.

The fourth one to call
Running the row
With three more to follow
Whose names I also know

Once I knew kindness
Love, and much more.
Long been assaulted
Forgotten, and torn.

This Wednesday is passing
Bringing with it life's score.
Don't think it dismal
To come endless more.

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May 24, 2011 at 10:00pm

#724641

A Riddlin' Randy

...
I'm a rambo riddlin' randy.
I'm a rambo riddlin' ro.
I'm a rambo riddlin' randy,
And I don't know where to go!

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May 23, 2011 at 6:19pm

#724547

Cold May day

...

Here I am, this cold May day,
Remembering those few words
Told to me of love.
Welled with tears those many years
Dreampt of her gentle touch.
I always thought true love,
As I shake my head to quell my tears.
In wonder of who I'd been for years.
In dreams I see your shining face.
In the light of day I do escape,
In hope that I would then be
A man you sought.
Hold hands with me.
I long to be the man I was before,
But now that man is no more.

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