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November 11, 2017
Bradenton, United States

If I could go back in time,
I would change so many things
that I have said and done.
Every moment that I hesitated
To say what I felt was a
lost moment of connection.
Every moment that I hid my feelings was a curtain closed.
If I could go back I would be kinder, wiser, more willing to share and open up.
I would keep my innocence forever and love selflessly.
If I could....

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WORLD KINDNESS DAY
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November 9, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Love is not               Limited
It can happen                in an instant when you     see the trust in your newborn        baby’s eyes.
30 years ago you were a wrinkled and bloody Human being entering the world with                   a tough yank and a rough ride.       For just a moment your eyes locked on mine and I saw my own blue in yours. In an instant my heart welled up with a spring of love so intense that it surpassed all other loves I had known. A mothers love for her child has no boundaries. It never fades with time.
It echoes from  the hills .
It       fills the room           with joy.
Friends will come and go, but our children                       are our life.
Happy Bir...

LOVE BLOSSOMING
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November 4, 2017
Lake Mary, United States

Another year,
seeing you in my minds eye.
Feeling the touch of your fingers on my wrist,
encircling , brushing your arm against mine,
You are here even though you are not.
I feel the heat rising up in you and the urgent press of your lips in this memory of mine.
Love has no reasons, only the flush of your face tells me why.
Bring me home, take me back, for this flower is wilting,
Petals falling in a sea of longing.
Softly fading away,
I dangle from life’s branch
Waiting.

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CELEBRATE ART
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October 28, 2017
 

13 word story
13WS

Different cities miles apart
Cannot separate the space between our hearts.
We remember...

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LAST HUG
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October 19, 2017
Sarasota, United States

Evaluate your life

Did a lot, missed a lot.
Earned a lot, spent a lot
Laughed a lot, cried more
Gave kindness, gave criticism

Got hurt, hurt back, never healed
But still time to try

Left home at 17, never went back
On my own with lots of failures
Finally happy despite the pain
Have what I need and love remains.

Love my children for themselves
Love my husband  and the lord
Saw mountains and oceans,
Countries and forests
Hiked, swam, ran and camped
By helicopter and ocean liner
From Japan to Sweden.

Could I have done better?
Yes, but we can never go backwards.
Can’t give the kiss we weren’t brave enough to give
Can’t talk with someone long dead
Can’t say I’m sorry to someone who w...

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 16, 2017
 

Revenge

Even now I can feel the sting
Of your
barbed words
Telling me

how much I lacked.
“Don’t get ideas about me” was  
                               your response
when you stole all I had to give.
After a lifetime of self loathing
I can finally see you...
cold and vain,
In love with yourself.
I left because I loved you
And because you needed to be hurt.. even if it was only your pride.
So now, years later, I am sorry I slept with your best friend.
Just a little sorry.

Well really ... not at all..     
revenge is so bittersweet
                                And evil.

         Happy Halloween

DICTIONARY DAY
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October 15, 2017
Bradenton, United States

I am out of sorts, dreary times.
No memories to treasure, no reverie on this wasted day.
So I lovingly watered and fed my orchids this morning,
And two hours later the deluge of rain washed all the food away.
The mailbox was empty,
The silence deafening.
Time to crawl in bed...tomorrow is another day.

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CUP OF TEA
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October 12, 2017
Bradenton, United States

After all these years of sleeping beside you, it still feels good to hear you breathing in the night.

Your broad chest and big heart
Are always there to absorb my troubles and wipe away a bad day.

Your hands so large and gentle, your smile so easy, how could I not stay?
Should I tickle you awake or let you sleep?
And so I write letters at 4 am..stay asleep my gentle giant.
I love you still.

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AROUND AND AROUND
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October 12, 2017
Bradenton, United States

13 Word Story

It started that evening as they cuddled. So enchanted, they remained always entwined.

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HUG ME
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October 4, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Bullying

He was a bully. He barked orders at his soldiers, his children and his wife.
He left scars, although they were not outwardly visible.
He called them names they did not even understand because they were so young. Like calling an 8 year old a slut.
Everyone else was an idiot or stupid.
His failure was not his fault. The world was stacked against him.
What kind of parents created this monster?
Perhaps it was the military style of dominance and control that he learned in World War 2 or maybe his workaholic lawyer father who disowned him for marrying our mother.
In the end he died a slow and painful death from cancer. His 250 lbs of bullying weight was reduced to 89 lbs by the time ...

WORLD DAY OF BULLYING PREVENTION
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September 24, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Extrovert

In the 4th grade a little girl took a standardized test that placed her at the 10th grade level. The nuns took her and a male classmate who scored the same into a poorly lit library and gave them a copy of a very large newspaper. They were told to read two articles and write a summary.
     An hour later the nun returned to find the boy almost finished. The little girl, who was half his size, sat swinging her feet which did not touch the ground. Tears streamed down her face and stained the blank page before her.
     Disturbed, the nun asked her "What's the matter dear?". The little girl sobbed  " I don't want to leave all my friends ". With a kindly smile the nun softly picked ...

NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 20, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Peace

A fleeting moment between wars
A feeling floating in the air that says
You are safe. You are free.
No worries for tomorrow
Or today.
All sweetness and softness this thing called peace.
We need more of it
And soon.

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INTERNATIONAL DAY OF PEACE
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August 31, 2017
Jacksonville Beach, United States

The storm moves on and takes its grey away.
Feet in the wet sand I stand and face the day
And slowly gently the morning sun caresses me
I take a deep breath and sigh and move on.
I am alive and that is enough.

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STAY STRONG TEXAS!
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August 15, 2017
 

Diamonds in the Sun

You are never coming back..
This I know to be true,
But I can walk with your memory beside me
And believe I am walking with you.
I will never hold you in my arms again...
This I know for a fact,
But I can feel you in my mind and soul,
Your fingers always on my back

And slowly, slowly I am slipping away...
From this world to yours I run.
A life of yearning becomes in death a joy,
Where pain yields to pleasure and tears are diamonds in the sun.

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THE SUN
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August 10, 2017
Bradenton, United States

I saw your photograph today
And all the yearning filled my heart.
The tears began to fall and I could remember how it felt
To brush your lips with mine,
To press my face into your chest and run my fingers through your hair.
And all the days without you have been an eternity
And all the nights an agony.
I am not lonely. I am lost.
Come back......come back...

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STARS
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August 3, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Look Back Love

I have no resistance.
Your power compels me
To follow you blindly
Wherever you go.
No free will have I love
To chart my own course.
My feet are chained to yours.
My ship rides your waves.
Day after day
I follow behind you.
Why is it you have never looked back?
Year after year
I trail in your footsteps.
Why have you never noticed the tracks?
But if in my life
You never notice me,
It makes no difference.
I follow you blindly
And can never see where I follow
Or why.....

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THE SUN
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August 3, 2017
Bradenton, United States

PROMT CHALLENGE

Title: moving on

The challenge is to write a poem or prose about moving on.. from love to leaving job to past injustice.. how does it feel to make the decision to move forward and how do you feel after you realize you have actually moved on.
Did it change you? Are you sorry?
Was it easy?
TAG you work: Prompt and Moving On

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EARTH
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August 1, 2017
Bradenton, United States

www.beenthroughit.com

I would like to start a site where anyone can go and see what other people in their same situation have done.

Categories like
1 surgery
2. Post partum depression
3. Travel in France
4 Divorce
5. Loss of a parent
6. Moving
7. Buying a house

And many more topics happy or sad. It is comforting to know you could see how someone else handles these situations and learn from them.
You could link to helpful sites by just typing in your topic
I guess google sort of does this but they tend to give fewer choices now that they are so commercial.
Isn't that what surfing the web is about anyway ?

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WORLD WIDE WEB
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July 31, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Prince

An enormous pool of creativity
Floating freely in the universe
A spirit freed by suffering
Shining through dark eyes
Telling us of purple rain
And hot desire,
A life of pain.
How you touched our hearts
With your music and your
Raw emotion.

Goodnight our sweet Prince.
We will join you soon enough .
Baby you lived much too fast and died too soon.

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PRINCE
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July 27, 2017
 

We lose the equivalent of one entire medical school class to physician suicide every year.
Despite reductions in working hours for residents, huge numbers complain of post traumatic stress disorder by the time they finish.
Three out of four doctors have had suicidal thoughts in their careers.
One of my favorite doctors shot himself the day after he won a malpractice case against him. The stress ruined his love for life.
I Pray  that we can all get behind our healthcare workers to keep them from this fate.

Be kind to others.

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NASA
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July 24, 2017
 

What we need is one voice
For love and kindness
Sharing and support
To build together a stronger fort.
A shelter strong
With warmth and air
A world that's safe as it is fair.
One voice to sing in joy
For all the beauty in the world
It's your voice, it's my voice
It's everyone I've ever heard.

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ONE VOICE DAY
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July 17, 2017
 

I waited and no letter came,
but silence is its own reply,
An emptiness we can't deny.
I answer yours with tears.
I hear it through the years.
Silence is its own reply.
And still I wait.
When the melting summer turns to leaves of fall,
Do you miss me much or not at all?
Ahh I hear it now
Silence

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NAILBITER
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July 17, 2017
Bradenton, United States

wounds of love

Low down and the skin is breaking,
Tearing all your tender feelings,
Peeling back to show your aching,
Leaving open all your sorrows.
No tomorrows ever cover
wounds inflicted by a lover.
Now the face stares from your mirror
And the eyes like glass are shining,
"Lonely madness creeping nearer "
And without him life is
sorrow.
No tomorrows ever cover
wounds inflicted by a lover.
Once I knew you when you kissed me,
Now you touch me like an object,
And as time goes on I miss you
and the heart I let you borrow.
No tomorrow ever covers
Wounds inflicted by a lover
No tomorrow ever heals a wound of love.

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TURNING
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July 9, 2017
Bradenton, United States

One day far in your future
You will see a day without pain
As the best day of your life.

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DAY OF TRUTH
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July 8, 2017
 

A new day begins, as yesterday's pain is still fresh.
We hurt just as much as yesterday despite the balm we have used to deaden it.
I need a muse, a mother, a lover, a brother, a friend or a family
to take this pain away.
Lend me your hand to pull me up from my abyss, sweet friend.
Grace, peace, love, joy..dawn

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JOHN LENNON
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July 4, 2017
 

Independence Day
In the year 1971 the country was losing young men to the Vietnam war, to the tune of 75000 lives so far. I wrote the following poem at the age of 18 as my boyfriend was almost drafted. Glad I don't feel this way today, but I am sure some still do.
                  The Fourth of July
And all the Fireworks are bursting
In memory of bombs and burns
And all the screaming,
             crying and dying          
                        children
in Vietnam.
I am proud to be an American,
where freedom can be bought
and any
         White
                Protestant
                      Shallow
                                 Man
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CELEBRATING FREEDOM
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July 4, 2017
 

Independence , movies

Independence Day for sure would be my favorite!
We are always our best when fighting a common enemy and not each other.
We are bold, courageous and ingenious when it comes to preserving our great democratic experiment.
Survival is never dependent on just one person. It takes every single one of us contributing whatever we can to make this work. In the end of the movie the entire world is saved by sharing information with other countries.
On top of that we see Jeff Goldblum, Will Smith and Bill Pullman all in the same film.

Is this a great country or what?

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CELEBRATING FREEDOM
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June 23, 2017
Bradenton, United States

Motivation

I had a calling to be a doctor but put it off. My excuses were lack of money, no family support and fear of failure.
One day, while making rounds with some doctors as a pharmacist, I realized that I was not only capable of being a doctor but was guilty of procrastination. A little voice in my head said
"Anything less than your best is a wasted life".
It is now 34 Years since I graduated from medical school. The people I have helped along the way were my destiny. Some would not be alive today without me. We are all part of a plan, so run to your dreams and be what you know you were meant to be.
Fear is not an option. Just do it.

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TYPEWRITER DAY
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June 23, 2017
 

My son is like an owl....
In a good way.
He is patient and observant,
Wise beyond his years.
He is beautiful but unaware of  it.
He sits quietly and surveys the world,
then takes what he needs and no more, returning to his place as before,
A young man destined to change the world through his solitary contemplation
Scientist, son, brother, friend
Loved by all who know him.

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OWL
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June 11, 2017
 

I knew a guy named Bruce who applied to medical school 6 years in a row. Each time they rejected him he asked what he could do to improve his chances. They he went out and did it.

He took a class over and got a higher grade. He volunteered in a doctors laboratory. On the sixth attempt they finally accepted him.

He was the friendliest guy in class. He knew all our names and our spouses too.
He married the prettiest girl in our class. He had a successful family medical practice for 30 years.

He wasn't handsome or the smartest guy in the class. He wasn't wealthy or Ivy League.
But he was a guy who never gave up.. on himself, his dreams or his patients.

Don't let anyone stop you from reac...

TYPEWRITER DAY
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