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Randa


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Randa is from McCleary WA, US

She registered on 2009-11-06 at 15:08:17, last logged in on 2009-11-24 at 14:43:38 and was last active on 2010-01-12 at 11:09:23
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26-yr-old married mother of one 7-yr-old girl.
writing is my way of moving through my emotions, and therefore maybe understanding myself and other people.





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Comment By EazyRymer on 2009-11-09 at 14:16:26
Great poetry here. I do understand alot of that. I know where you are coming from. Appreciation to you on my first published poem on this site, I found the comment at the bottom. Thanks so much again. I really appreciate that ! EazyRymer

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Newest Poem

The Awakening


I can hear the rain wispear and the wind's cries.

The wolf may howl by the light of the moon, until night is day.

All the while my family and I are safely tucked into bed.

The bees are asleep in their honey comb.

Realization, doesn't take hold, until everything is gone.

 

Clarity comes with the raising of dawn.

Can I always count on you? Whenever problems arise?

I'll try not to give too much advice,

you don't have to listen, not really sure you will sway.

I am aware our Earth is dying, soon it will only be a tomb.

With all that she has bled.

 

I'm constantly reminded of recently dead.

I need a vacation, off to paradise.

So I can find, the award winning words for my poem.

Maybe I'll win the biggest prize.

Wish we could go back in time back to a time that wasn't so gray.

But, I not willing to pay any price.

 

There are just some things I will not sacrafice

That is why me and my man were wed.

So neither of us would be led astray.

Because, I refuse to be anyone's pawn.

When understanding makes not sense, try to analyze.

Come visit me, after I get back from Rome.

 

Don't worry, I can take care of myself , I don't need to live in a dome.

Do you love life? Will your answer surfice.

Don't take too long, move around or you may fossilize

Something I myself dread.

Wish I knew where to find the mists' of Avalon.

I'd leave to find it if it weren't too risque'

 

Besides it would be fun to sashay,

around in the ocean foam.

It feels as if I've been waiting  an eon,

so it's kind of hard to stay nice.

But, at least I'm well read.

I need to get my education to finalize.

 

Disquise my anger so as not to offend, and now I suffer a syndrom.

Renee' is my name and sometimes

I am as cold as ice.

Wing spread, as wide as the world,

as I watch the glide of the falcon...


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