Category: Writing
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Finding you
There was a time when I didn’t need to knowThere was a time when I thought the answer was clearThere was a time when I imagined it didn’t really matterIf I ever found you There was a time when I didn’t want to knowThere was a time when I thought there were no answers to…
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Today –Maybe I’llStudy, work, play,Laugh, cry, smile,Go, stay.Worthwhile. Heart –aches inside,wanting to start,feelings to confide,hating apart.Cried? Mind – cannot dropcountless thoughts entwinedready to popconcepts undefined.Stop? Tomorrow’s –another chancewhen time borrowsopportunity for romance,denies sorrowsAdvance. -T~June 9, 2009
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On a plane
The sky is a perfect blueAs I make my way back to you. The clouds make a perfect blanket of whiteAs I imagine being in your arms tonight. The sun shines brightly through the windowAs I accept what my heart already did know – No matter how scared I might feelThese feelings we have are…
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Tomorrow…
Today I am glad.Today I am sad.Today I am cheery.Today I am teary.Today I am smiling.Today I am frowning.Today I am happy.Today I am sappy. Today I have ups and downsTomorrow there will be no frowns! 🙂 -T~May 10, 2009
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Healing II
It was when we moved to the CityThat it began – the leaving of my heart from yours It was when I found my own courseThat it seemed away from you I ran without pity It was when I started succeedingThat you began to lose your way It was when “I love you” became harder…
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Not a poem, not prose – another rant…
Tonight I was asked,“So, Tara, where is your family located?” I paused to consider what the question really meant;I knew that was not the real question. I responded,“In Oregon. In the States.” “Is the rest of your family in Japan, then?”As I expected, he didn’t really want to know where my family is. I replied,“Well,…
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Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it’s a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.
Love is the passionate search for a truth other than your own; and once you feel it, honestly and completely, love is forever. Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it’s a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never…
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It’s not your business!
Always someone newEnters in this life I lead Always someone asks“Where are you from?” immediately Always someone really meansNot what is your nationality, but Always someone wants to knowWhere were you born? As if it should make a differenceAs if it matters what are the answers to the questions: In what country was I born?What…
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Confusion of the heart
Every day brings me closer to seeing you.Every day brings me closerto touching you. Every day takes me furtherfrom knowing what to doEvery day takes me furtherfrom deciding about you Should we be in the same place?Should we be daily face-to-face?Should we be thinking about the future?Should we be letting this relationship fully mature? Some…
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Healing I
You don’t deserve this poem,But because we once shared a homeBecause we once shared a heartI need to express our coming apart. For years I denied the truthFor years I tried to be your RuthFor years I hid the painFor years I accepted I would never again feel the same. Slowly my identity fadedSlowly my…
