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• Re: Mary Ann's Poet Page by maryanns on Friday, October 23
  
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        • Re: Mary Ann's Poet Page by nerdgirl on Saturday, October 24
          

Hello!!!!

I thought id come hide out in your world for a while. Im hiding from Libby and Steph...we are playing page raiders.... LOL
(seriously our guest books are like confusing as hell!)

Hope you dont mind! Im sure I will find alot of interesting things to do here!

hugs
jen

I enjoyed reading this poem. It depicts life as it is. You can't go anywhere without having to listen to a phone conversation about something you don't care to hear. I honor our soldiers and our vets. I will return to read more of your poetry.

• Re: Mary Ann's Poet Page by maryanns on Friday, July 31
  

This poem was written about a very broken person.
She is hardly certain and entirely insecure, with many frustrations. She vents them.
She has regrets. Regrets of words as weapons. She chews them apart.
There is some irony in the use of the word "dream", instead of nightmare.

She falls often, and from great distances. But all the while, she keeps her hands towards the sky.
She looks everywhere for answers, desperate, even attempting to hear the earth speak of them.
She looks to love for assistance, so she keeps her heart readily accessible, prepared to lend it to whoever might need it most.
There is no one to make her happy, she tries to be selfless.
And still, she feels worthless.

She even hurts herself out of frustration.
She dives, the solid ground as her target.
The empty feelings that she contains make it swift and easy for her to self-inflict pain.

She insists on being fake, prosthetic.
She has lost so much, she is afraid that being real will result in the loss of it all.
She has become careless, unaware of the feelings of others.
She wrenches up the roots of a foundation that is not her own.

Her heart is empty, she turns to her thoughts, her brain, to numb the feeling of worthlessness.
She is close enough to insanity to outwardly express it.

She is beautiful, I love her, but I mean nothing.

My helplessness turned to anger, and I wrote this poem.
Almost as if ... mocking ... this lovely person.

She is very, very broken.

I appreciate your interest in my poetry.
Very much.

• Re: Dreamweaver by maryanns on Tuesday, April 28
  

Sound advice mary ann- ignorance is only bliss to those that would have us living in it. I commend you on your stance to stand against those that would lead us to war while they hide behind a flag of that was supposed to represent freedom. I commend the many brave individuals that fight for what they believe is right and I only pray that the soldiers and civilians may meet someday to put an end to the tyranny of unscrupulous world leaders. VFP and IVAW to me represent the unvanquishible strength of those with the courage to stand up to injustice.
One day we will no longer be divided by their lies and our truth will cleanse the world of their travesties. Peace to you my friend- a pleasure to read your words, much love, spence

• Re: Mary Ann's Poet Page by maryanns on Thursday, November 20
  

I love your page and reading about you . Your quite interesting.
(your outlook on life ) and I injoyed the journey Yours Melly

• Re: Mary Ann's Poet Page by maryanns on Sunday, July 27