     
Jaclyn W.
F/USA
|
Last Login: | 4833 d | |
Pageviews: | 3749 | |
Journals: | 48 | |
Writings: | 55 | |
Ratio: | |
|
| |
 Hay.
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2009-05-16 20:06:19
How's the weather?
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2008-06-10 02:41:20
I am tired of being a poet that uses too many stupid words just because they can. No more flowery mess...straight and simple.
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: Relaxing
Posted on 2007-10-03 20:35:27
Been away for a while...changed some style things. It's going pretty good. How about you?
-------
Anticipation
Mood: ZZzzzz,,,...___
Posted on 2007-02-15 23:02:37
Ah, graduation in less than three months.
I'm humming pomp and circumstance.
-------
Sowing Season
Mood: Relaxing
Posted on 2006-12-04 00:44:47
Was losing all my friends
Was losing them to drinking and to driving
Was losing all my friends but I got them back
I am on the mend
At least now I can say that I am trying
And I hope you will forget the things I still lack
Yeah
Is it in you now?
To bare to hear the truths that you were spoken
Twisted up by knaves
In a trap for fools
Is it in you now?
To watch the things you gave your life to broken
You stoop and build them up with worn out tools
Yeah
Nothing gets so bad
A whisper from your father couldn't fix it
Your whispers like a bridge, he's a river span
Take all that you have
and turn it into something you were missing
Somebody threw that brick
[ these lyrics found on www.completealbumlyrics.com ]
And shattered all your plans
Yeah
Time to get the seeds and put them in the cold ground
It takes a while to grow anything
Before its coming to the end yeah
Before you put my body in the cold ground, take some time to warm it with your hands
Before it's coming to an end, yeah
It's coming to an end
Do you miss the blend
Of colours she left in your black and white field
Do you feel condemned just being there?
I am not your friend
I am just a man who knows how it feels
I am not your friend
I am not your lover
I am not your family
Yeah
Time to get the seeds and put them in the cold ground
It takes a while to grow anything
Before it's coming to the end
- Brand new
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2005-12-18 19:39:13
Alrite guys, click this link:
http://www.faclothing.com/idevaffiliate/idevaffiliate.php?id=574
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2005-07-17 19:50:17
http://www.myspace.com/dead_poet_for_life_0
This is my myspace of course...lol...Contact me!
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2005-07-17 19:49:36
<!-- Copied from MySpace.com -->
<a href="http://www.myspace.com/dead_poet_for_life_0">Find me on MySpace and be my friend!</a>
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2005-07-16 13:59:13
Broken and Spilled out-Steve Green
One day a plain village woman
driven by love for her lord
recklessly poured out
a valuable essence
disreguarding the scorn.
And once it was broken and spilled out,
A fragrance filled all the room
Like a prisoner released from his shackles;
Like a spirit set free from the tomb.
Broken and spilled out
Just for love of you Jesus
God's most precious treasure
Lavished on me.
Broken and spilled out
and poured at your feet.
In sweet abandon, let me be spilled out
and used up for thee.
Lord, you were god's precious treasure.
His loved, and his own perfect son.
Sent here to show me
The love of the father.
Just for love, it was done.
And though you were perfect and holy
You gave up yourself willingly.
You spared no expense for my pardon!
You were used up and wasted for me!
Broken and spilled out
Just for love of me jesus.
God's most precious treasure
Lavished on me.
Broken and spilled out
And poured at my feet
In sweet abandon
Lord, you were spilled out
and used up for me.
In sweet abandon,
Lord, you were spilled out
and used up
for me.
-------
Untitled Entry
Mood: The Usual
Posted on 2005-06-22 18:45:37
6/22/05
SPIRIT IN THE WEE HOURS
I’ll tell you love, and this is a revelation you ought to believe…
I’d tell you every hour
If I was there beside you…
Down in that dark room…
All I want to see is your smile
I want to give you someone
To trust…
With a song in my head
And chickens prancing in my brain,
Maybe I have enough
To give you some sense of joy.
I’m flawed, in many ways
And it was by divine intervention, I still believe
That we’re “together” as closest allies
Through our many storms.
I know you don’t believe;
It doesn’t quite fit with your rationale
As you would say…
But I believe in him---
Nothing to be ashamed of.
So while he’s contemplating me
I’ll stay right here…
In this wooden chair
For you,
And only you
At 1 a.m.
--- Jaclyn :)
-------
|
|
|
