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member name: sheila ~the hapless housewife~ j.
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February 23, 2008 09:26 AM EST --
If you think you keep your husband on a short leash, wait till you start potty training your baby! You have never been on such a short leash. Your daughter will let you get 12 steps (max) before you hear: . . .
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February 18, 2008 01:06 PM EST --
( This is meant in fun, so if you're easily offended, don't read!)
Husbands are funny creatures! Not "ha-ha" funny, but just plain baffling ( or weird, you choose). . . .
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February 26, 2008 02:52 PM EST --
(republished)
My daughter took my ice cream.
Fifteen minutes ago, the ice cream truck trundled by, playing its pied piper melody. My 4 year old little girl hollered . . .
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February 23, 2008 03:58 PM EST --
Kids go from one extreme to the other. First they want a dinner at the toilet because they love it so much. Have you ever seen a 3 year old drag a sleeping bag to the potty? It gives a whole new meaning . . .
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February 08, 2008 08:15 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
I float, weightless
bouyant
carried inward
on saline waves.
Peacefully my subconcious
observes every . . .
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February 19, 2008 04:27 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
I love my kids, I love my life
Too bad that I don't have a wife.
I'm a woman, it is true
But I have way too much to . . .
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March 02, 2008 02:50 PM EST --
(republished)
Reflections on a windswept day
gotta go, no time to play.
Busy is the way we live
no time to rest, even less to give.
We no longer stop to smell the rose . . .
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February 06, 2008 08:25 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of the poems I wrote)
ink flows
transforming
space to meaning
droplets to ideas
forming ripples
spreading
seeping
. . .
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February 06, 2008 07:25 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
When I was young I danced in a fairy ring
Unicorns lived and the world loved everything
My dreams never came to pass
And the unicorns . . .
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February 09, 2008 01:00 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
For $7.50
I liberate my psyche.
Popcorn accompanies
my
celluloid fantasies.
My mind . . .
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February 10, 2008 11:11 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
With a moistened fingertip
art emerges
from my granular palette.
My masterpiece
is created by a
moment's . . .
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February 13, 2008 05:04 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
Why is it, everytime
I try to take a drive
My husband acts like it's a crime
And grateful to arrive?
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February 17, 2008 10:38 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
Mommy, why is the sky so blue?
Why do I look like you?
Why are you really tall?
Why am I just so small?
Why can't any dogs talk? . . .
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February 21, 2008 05:33 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my poems)
"Mommy! Monster!" my baby wails
And into his room I quickly sail
I pick him up and hold him close
His monsters are real, I . . .
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March 13, 2008 06:33 AM EDT --
(republished)
Mama told me
keep away
He'll never stay
He'll walk out on you.
Mama told me
he's not your kind
he'll cross the line
he'll bring . . .
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February 07, 2008 07:47 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
I dream of unicorns 'round the bend
where our dreams never end.
Of knights with gold and silver shields
galloping across a yellow . . .
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February 11, 2008 08:21 AM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems) (This poem is about the chihuahua I had growing up, we raised her on a bottle when she 3 weeks old and her mom died)
Two eyes peeping under . . .
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