<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:50:47.345-08:00</updated><category term='Mary Kirkpatrick'/><category term='missing someone'/><category term='poetry love pain addiction'/><category term='selfishness'/><category term='corporate angst poetry'/><category term='creation'/><category term='divorce American woman experience'/><category term='God'/><category term='autumn poetry'/><category term='intention'/><category term='the past'/><category term='non-duality'/><category term='American woman experience poetry'/><category term='music'/><category term='poetry forgetting boundaries'/><category term='faith'/><category term='meditation poetry'/><category term='love loss new beginnings love poem'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='oneness'/><category term='lovers lost'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='I am That'/><category term='longing'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='reincarnation poetry'/><category term='ghosts'/><category term='love poetry pain redemption'/><category term='tree poem winter symbolism'/><category term='let past go'/><category term='summer poetry sons mothers'/><category term='American woman experience poetry God reincarnation'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='self pity'/><category term='poetry links'/><category term='balance'/><category term='poetry marriage courtly love'/><category term='poetry hunger anger yearning craving women'/><title type='text'>Mary's Poetry Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for my friends to review my poems, offer up critical advice, post comments.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-18521530348663328</id><published>2011-10-03T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:39:13.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self pity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfishness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Broken Girl</title><content type='html'>Broken girl,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you fix yourself?&lt;br /&gt;With bits of pink paper&lt;br /&gt;And wonder glue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That crack in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Is leaking love and sunshine&lt;br /&gt;And slowly you're&lt;br /&gt;Filling up with darkness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reach for the stars&lt;br /&gt;On your knees&lt;br /&gt;Hope your endless gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Will stem the raging sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising up inside you&lt;br /&gt;Cold truths and empty promises&lt;br /&gt;Threaten to replace&lt;br /&gt;Your carefully constructed peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, The Universe, Enlightened Ones,&lt;br /&gt;Try to hold you up&lt;br /&gt;Saving you from your&lt;br /&gt;Senseless Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Kirkpatrick 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-18521530348663328?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/18521530348663328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=18521530348663328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/18521530348663328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/18521530348663328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2011/10/broken-girl.html' title='Broken Girl'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6292301281793019392</id><published>2011-10-03T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:29:55.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let past go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Sponge</title><content type='html'>This heart&lt;br /&gt;A spiritual sponge&lt;br /&gt;Wrings out&lt;br /&gt;Yet another memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing it could&lt;br /&gt;Just dry out&lt;br /&gt;In the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Of this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let tears&lt;br /&gt;Fill it up again&lt;br /&gt;Until it is heavy&lt;br /&gt;With the painful salt of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy always feels&lt;br /&gt;More real than joy&lt;br /&gt;Pain reverberates&lt;br /&gt;While joy evaporates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must end&lt;br /&gt;No more hearts can rend,&lt;br /&gt;Falling leaves will decay&lt;br /&gt;Move on, do not revisit that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Kirkpatrick &amp;nbsp;2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6292301281793019392?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6292301281793019392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=6292301281793019392' title='0 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woman experience poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>Ghosts</title><content type='html'>The past threatens&lt;br /&gt;To swallow me whole&lt;br /&gt;In a cloud of doubt&lt;br /&gt;In a sea of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present is focused,&lt;br /&gt;Whole and happy,&lt;br /&gt;Creative and light,&lt;br /&gt;No reason for fear exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows passing overhead&lt;br /&gt;Chill me and drive&lt;br /&gt;Old fears from their&lt;br /&gt;Deep sleeping beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ghost cannot&lt;br /&gt;Be converted&lt;br /&gt;Into an angel of hope,&lt;br /&gt;It's just a specter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Free its hold&lt;br /&gt;Forgive it and let it&lt;br /&gt;Roam on without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Kirkpatrick 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7224869802120999117?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7224869802120999117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=7224869802120999117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7224869802120999117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7224869802120999117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2011/10/ghosts.html' title='Ghosts'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-1070063706954654425</id><published>2011-10-03T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:43:34.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balance'/><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>I want to feel peace&lt;br /&gt;The absolute balance&lt;br /&gt;Of darkness and light&lt;br /&gt;Inside the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the infinite ring&lt;br /&gt;Of a prayer bowl's chime&lt;br /&gt;The essence of rest&lt;br /&gt;Resides within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world falls away&lt;br /&gt;Consciousness meditates&lt;br /&gt;on the craggy cliff&lt;br /&gt;Balanced between life&lt;br /&gt;and nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of a brook&lt;br /&gt;Flowing over hard rocks&lt;br /&gt;Is the sound of your soul&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the ego behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Kirkpatrick 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-1070063706954654425?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1070063706954654425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=1070063706954654425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1070063706954654425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1070063706954654425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2011/10/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-1380220127182661292</id><published>2010-07-26T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T09:31:07.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Water</title><content type='html'>I am climbing&lt;br /&gt;A solitary path&lt;br /&gt;Into a pass within&lt;br /&gt;The clouds&lt;div&gt;Sheer abyss drops&lt;br /&gt;on either side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No turning back&lt;br /&gt;Or moving sideways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only slowly forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picking my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By moonlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear the&lt;br /&gt;Powerful promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of a waterfall ahead&lt;br /&gt;A force that can fill me&lt;br /&gt;And move me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot fall&lt;br /&gt;While I focus on&lt;br /&gt;this one moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-1380220127182661292?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1380220127182661292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=1380220127182661292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1380220127182661292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1380220127182661292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2010/07/falling-water.html' title='Falling Water'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-7666408058023854432</id><published>2009-10-14T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:00:59.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn poetry'/><title type='text'>Autumn Cravings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The well is dry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nothing to yield,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No harvest to reap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just fallow ground,&lt;br /&gt;Ready to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What can this heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Give when it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is so empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So shriveled in contempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was so full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over brimming with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then it just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Died and found no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To fill it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh harvest moon&lt;br /&gt;You seem so full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am a vessel yearning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be filled and content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The fullness must come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;From within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feeling broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Looking ceaselessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;for whatever it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the chasms inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That can refill the soul&lt;br /&gt;While "I" hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7666408058023854432?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7666408058023854432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=7666408058023854432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7666408058023854432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7666408058023854432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/10/autumn-cravings.html' title='Autumn Cravings'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-3565331406251132211</id><published>2009-09-26T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:18:52.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-duality'/><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I want to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Knowledge on your lips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth you have to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healing begins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing where I end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I am reborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirsting for it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pouring it down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The channels of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My endless spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reaching out across&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time into perpetuity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I touch the truth in you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And swallow the sweetness of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-3565331406251132211?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3565331406251132211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=3565331406251132211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/3565331406251132211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/3565331406251132211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-2802162840043966340</id><published>2009-09-08T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:25:46.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer poetry sons mothers'/><title type='text'>No Photos</title><content type='html'>Siitting in the cool&lt;div&gt;    wet sand,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the grainy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    earthy texture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Against my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The water lapping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   lazily at my toes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun picking up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; the gold in his hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing as the surf&lt;br /&gt;erodes the fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of our afternoon's work.&lt;br /&gt;Wading in the calm bay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at the shore&lt;br /&gt;Trying to freeze the frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burn this image into my brain,&lt;br /&gt;Carve it into my center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart wants to know it&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cameras, No Phones,&lt;br /&gt;No photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just me, just him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The summer son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I continue our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovely swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-2802162840043966340?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/2802162840043966340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=2802162840043966340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/2802162840043966340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/2802162840043966340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-photos.html' title='No Photos'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-8364528670267406878</id><published>2009-09-02T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:16:21.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry love pain addiction'/><title type='text'>When Love is a Drug</title><content type='html'>When love is a drug&lt;br /&gt;It intoxicates&lt;div&gt;It teases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It promises,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It pleases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When love is a drug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It surrounds you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feeds you&lt;br /&gt;It says&lt;br /&gt;It will never leave you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When love is a drug,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An illusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meant to confound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And confuse you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When love is a drug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You ache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel greed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You suffocate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You bleed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When love is a drug,&lt;br /&gt;It leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel like you want to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cry and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; You can say Good-Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-8364528670267406878?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/8364528670267406878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=8364528670267406878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/8364528670267406878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/8364528670267406878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-love-is-drug.html' title='When Love is a Drug'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-1166132001856483286</id><published>2009-06-15T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:58:50.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American woman experience poetry God reincarnation'/><title type='text'>The Journey</title><content type='html'>Following my heart&lt;div&gt;Lead me deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into the wood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of dark self doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This body is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only vessel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet it is so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To keep it afloat in this life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it easier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I could see&lt;br /&gt;More clearly what I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or isit better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now in this wavering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misty world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening its yawning mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall I continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venture forth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find my final path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my true God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-1166132001856483286?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1166132001856483286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=1166132001856483286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1166132001856483286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1166132001856483286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-5639326917216299175</id><published>2009-03-25T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:01:22.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love loss new beginnings love poem'/><title type='text'>From Miles- A New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;I'm losing my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;pictures in my head,&lt;br /&gt;are fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;time takes its toll,&lt;br /&gt;my lonely leaf blows,&lt;br /&gt;lost from its tree,&lt;br /&gt;and all that I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;memories fade,&lt;br /&gt;do I know who I am?&lt;br /&gt;am I good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;or am I just a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;I know who I love,&lt;br /&gt;love is for me to know,&lt;br /&gt;loves all that matters,&lt;br /&gt;the rest can all go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;The world is a blur,&lt;br /&gt;moving too fast to hold,&lt;br /&gt;Fleeting parts of my life,&lt;br /&gt;played out in bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial"&gt;I want to see it all,&lt;br /&gt;A room with a view,&lt;br /&gt;picture an ocean,&lt;br /&gt;A beach walk with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I've got a new canvas,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and you are my brush,&lt;br /&gt;lets paint the world,&lt;br /&gt;we're not in a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I'm forgetting the old,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and starting anew,&lt;br /&gt;waiting at the edge,&lt;br /&gt;of a new life with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-5639326917216299175?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/5639326917216299175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=5639326917216299175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5639326917216299175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5639326917216299175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-miles-new-life.html' title='From Miles- A New Life'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6482848442998449993</id><published>2009-01-29T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:58:33.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American woman experience poetry'/><title type='text'>American Woman X</title><content type='html'>Why is my life&lt;div&gt;Not sweet enough&lt;br /&gt;To fulfill my desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a sweet life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left turns&lt;br /&gt;Leading to nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find me&lt;br /&gt;In the center of the maze again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking inward&lt;br /&gt;Gives me vertigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funhouse mirrors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak greater truths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than what I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my own reflection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6482848442998449993?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6482848442998449993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=6482848442998449993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6482848442998449993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6482848442998449993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-woman-x.html' title='American Woman X'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-877398903200907676</id><published>2009-01-13T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:18:59.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce American woman experience'/><title type='text'>American Woman IX</title><content type='html'>Found the courage&lt;div&gt;Located the faith&lt;br /&gt;To take the step&lt;br /&gt;Away to a new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strong where we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think we want to be&lt;br /&gt;And then we remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we stayed so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To just hang in there &lt;br /&gt;To stay strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lonely nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to the dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lick his rear end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering did I &lt;br /&gt;Choose the right course&lt;br /&gt;Did I find myself&lt;br /&gt;Or lose myself in this Divorce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-877398903200907676?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/877398903200907676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=877398903200907676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/877398903200907676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/877398903200907676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-woman-viii.html' title='American Woman IX'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-7694606225924741017</id><published>2008-12-08T20:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:43:57.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;We come together&lt;div&gt;To share one mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find one heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be one in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heal me with your&lt;br /&gt;Songs of faithful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Understanding and hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find me in my lost world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I question too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asking when I should know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tell me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray to feel&lt;br /&gt;Complete knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And wrap myself in our fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Show me our many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lives we have lived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me see it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bird is singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the halls of grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the song is familiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In its song I remember your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel as before we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In one place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7694606225924741017?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6562642401781498619</id><published>2008-04-13T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T04:25:38.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creation'/><title type='text'>Truest Intention</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear has locked&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit of life&lt;br /&gt;Blind and haunted&lt;br /&gt;You wander earth with eyes of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If eyes are windows&lt;br /&gt;Of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;Yours appear to be&lt;br /&gt;Covered from the outside&lt;br /&gt;Your soul trapped behind false truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Without fear&lt;br /&gt;Finding a vision&lt;br /&gt;Of your own creation&lt;br /&gt;Put there by God's own and your intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Not the kind you find&lt;br /&gt;In books or in the mouths of priests&lt;br /&gt;But from looking within&lt;br /&gt;To the very place you feared to look before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truest intention maybe more frightening&lt;br /&gt;Than no intention at all&lt;br /&gt;Because you see what you truly want&lt;br /&gt;Creating the truth reveals&lt;br /&gt;Our balance between darkness and light.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know your fear,&lt;br /&gt;I have been there,&lt;br /&gt;I reside in my own truth now&lt;br /&gt;And though at times I cower&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge of truth is more powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creations of our truest heart&lt;br /&gt;Can be abominations of the worst sort&lt;br /&gt;Or they may be the most beautiful feelings&lt;br /&gt;But what we cannot be afraid of&lt;br /&gt;Is the act of creation, the ultimate gift of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6562642401781498619?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6562642401781498619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=6562642401781498619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6562642401781498619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6562642401781498619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2008/04/truest-intention.html' title='Truest Intention'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-813705448144871377</id><published>2008-03-24T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:39:26.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of Eden</title><content type='html'>Two lost children of Eve,&lt;br /&gt;Wandering in a world&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed without reprieve,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;To love, to care, to receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stunned and wild-eyed&lt;br /&gt;Gob smacked, does the world lie&lt;br /&gt;Not a chance you see&lt;br /&gt;They crashed into each&lt;br /&gt;And desperate together they fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the winds of Eden&lt;br /&gt;Their love destined to soar.&lt;br /&gt;They will find a truth God-given&lt;br /&gt;To them forever more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-813705448144871377?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/813705448144871377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=813705448144871377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/813705448144871377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/813705448144871377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2008/03/winds-of-eden.html' title='Winds of Eden'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6906570918011937061</id><published>2008-03-16T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:15:01.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mirror</title><content type='html'>God held a mirror&lt;br /&gt;To my soul&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked&lt;br /&gt;I saw you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your endless pools&lt;br /&gt;Forest green deep&lt;br /&gt;Reflect my cooler&lt;br /&gt;Flirty green seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the good of me&lt;br /&gt;Bounced back in your heart&lt;br /&gt;All the bad of you&lt;br /&gt;Echoed deep within mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the mirror shattered&lt;br /&gt;When you looked away&lt;br /&gt;Lies and life ended&lt;br /&gt;The fair reflection of our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did He let me see&lt;br /&gt;Let me love and hurt and feel&lt;br /&gt;The one soul on earth&lt;br /&gt;So like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6906570918011937061?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6906570918011937061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=6906570918011937061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6906570918011937061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6906570918011937061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2008/03/mirror.html' title='The Mirror'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-849462695578312944</id><published>2008-03-16T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:11:17.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Center</title><content type='html'>Είσαι το κέντρο της ψυχής μου&lt;br /&gt;Προκαλείς πυρκαγιά στην καρδιά μου&lt;br /&gt;με ένα σου βλέμμα.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Τι να κάνω;&lt;br /&gt;Είμαι έρμαιο στα χέρια σου&lt;br /&gt;όταν αντικρίζω τη γνώριμη ψυχή σου.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Θέλω να ξοδέψω εκατομύρια ζωές&lt;br /&gt;για να μπορέσω να δω μέσα σου&lt;br /&gt;τις απαντήσεις.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ο Θεός μου χάρισε εσένα&lt;br /&gt;Και Τον ευχαριστώ&lt;br /&gt;που βρήκε την δική μου αλήθεια&lt;br /&gt;και μου την πρόσφερε πάλι&lt;br /&gt;μέσα στα μάτια σου.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the center&lt;br /&gt;Of my soul&lt;br /&gt;You make my heart&lt;br /&gt;Catch on fire&lt;br /&gt;With one look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I am helpless&lt;br /&gt;In the face of your&lt;br /&gt;Knowing soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend&lt;br /&gt;A million lifetimes&lt;br /&gt;Looking inside you&lt;br /&gt;For the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me you,&lt;br /&gt;And I thank Him&lt;br /&gt;For finding my truth&lt;br /&gt;And giving it back to me&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-849462695578312944?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/849462695578312944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=849462695578312944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/849462695578312944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/849462695578312944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-center.html' title='My Center'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-4981136961826798014</id><published>2008-01-10T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:52:41.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovers lost'/><title type='text'>Lovers Lost</title><content type='html'>We are twin souls,&lt;br /&gt;Never meeting&lt;br /&gt;Or seeing our fates together,&lt;br /&gt;Living in our real life roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What questions of faith&lt;br /&gt;Can we ask&lt;br /&gt;When lovers are lost&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the same path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet, pleasure pain,&lt;br /&gt;The joy and despair&lt;br /&gt;Of having you come&lt;br /&gt;And leave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deeper world&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be known&lt;br /&gt;Than the lovers who roam&lt;br /&gt;Without a home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-4981136961826798014?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/4981136961826798014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=4981136961826798014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/4981136961826798014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/4981136961826798014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2008/01/lovers-lost.html' title='Lovers Lost'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-5173651429677444861</id><published>2007-11-28T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T02:15:54.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poetry pain redemption'/><title type='text'>Dangerously Complete</title><content type='html'>A stranger&lt;br /&gt;Knew my secret longing,&lt;br /&gt;And he showed me&lt;br /&gt;Reflected my shadows and chasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunger and strife&lt;br /&gt;Leads me to claw&lt;br /&gt;To scratch out&lt;br /&gt;A desperate answer&lt;br /&gt;Trying to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is cut open&lt;br /&gt;Flayed apart&lt;br /&gt;Wounded for the sake&lt;br /&gt;Of sacred examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only some surgeon&lt;br /&gt;Could cut out what is missing&lt;br /&gt;And put back what&lt;br /&gt;Is full and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed back up&lt;br /&gt;I am again still walking wounded&lt;br /&gt;Craving and scratching, hoping,&lt;br /&gt;For someone to put me out of misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stranger is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;He knows not&lt;br /&gt;What he does&lt;br /&gt;In the name of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-5173651429677444861?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/5173651429677444861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=5173651429677444861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5173651429677444861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5173651429677444861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/11/dangerously-complete.html' title='Dangerously Complete'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-1433267573281808571</id><published>2007-10-18T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T04:00:20.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Faithless</title><content type='html'>Faithless friend&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned for greener&lt;br /&gt;Brighter youth&lt;br /&gt;Songs of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Call you away&lt;br /&gt;I look where you were&lt;br /&gt;in self pity, regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once thought&lt;br /&gt;You a Savior&lt;br /&gt;A personal prophet&lt;br /&gt;Of hope and persuasion&lt;br /&gt;Now it is clear&lt;br /&gt;I mangled my own vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fair I guess&lt;br /&gt;To raise you higher&lt;br /&gt;Than you could see yourself&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know&lt;br /&gt;It is where you could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful too soon,&lt;br /&gt;Extended so far&lt;br /&gt;I brittley broke&lt;br /&gt;Shattered into a million&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of my own&lt;br /&gt;failed expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now shuttered up&lt;br /&gt;Protected and plain&lt;br /&gt;Safely walking in circles&lt;br /&gt;Within these boundaries&lt;br /&gt;The world has taught me&lt;br /&gt;are appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighing heavily&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what or who&lt;br /&gt;To hope for or believe in&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants that burden.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants my faith.&lt;br /&gt;It is just me and God. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-1433267573281808571?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1433267573281808571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=1433267573281808571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1433267573281808571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/1433267573281808571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/10/faithless.html' title='Faithless'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-7697180208335469402</id><published>2007-09-28T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T04:21:31.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Song Man</title><content type='html'>Song man&lt;br /&gt;You light up the world&lt;br /&gt;Smile as you raise your head&lt;br /&gt;Grimace as you bow it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riffs ripple&lt;br /&gt;Like vibrant springs&lt;br /&gt;In fall running from a freeze&lt;br /&gt;Let them tumble&lt;br /&gt;From your strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop playing&lt;br /&gt;Your music is&lt;br /&gt;Praying&lt;br /&gt;Cannot envy you&lt;br /&gt;Your passion is God given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So play&lt;br /&gt;Song man&lt;br /&gt;Play until your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is full again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7697180208335469402?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7697180208335469402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=7697180208335469402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7697180208335469402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7697180208335469402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-man.html' title='Song Man'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-4220471480481297289</id><published>2007-08-10T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T05:38:56.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry forgetting boundaries'/><title type='text'>Forget</title><content type='html'>I will forget&lt;br /&gt;How you did heal me&lt;br /&gt;And you will forget&lt;br /&gt;How you felt needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will forget&lt;br /&gt;How I felt beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You will forget&lt;br /&gt;That you felt strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will forget&lt;br /&gt;What attention feels like&lt;br /&gt;You will forget&lt;br /&gt;Sharing your weaknesses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will forget&lt;br /&gt;So that we can go on&lt;br /&gt;Distant passing smiles&lt;br /&gt;Make this effort to forget&lt;br /&gt;Almost...bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary K. 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-4220471480481297289?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/4220471480481297289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=4220471480481297289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/4220471480481297289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/4220471480481297289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/08/forget.html' title='Forget'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-7358230677260151357</id><published>2007-07-06T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T18:42:58.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry marriage courtly love'/><title type='text'>Courtly Love</title><content type='html'>I paint you pictures&lt;br /&gt;I sing you songs&lt;br /&gt;But you only see numbers&lt;br /&gt;And hear noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A compromise&lt;br /&gt;I listen to your numbers&lt;br /&gt;You look at my beauty&lt;br /&gt;We somehow&lt;br /&gt;Make something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart races&lt;br /&gt;Yours is steady&lt;br /&gt;Like bedrock&lt;br /&gt;I shift like sand&lt;br /&gt;You anchor the&lt;br /&gt;world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different souls&lt;br /&gt;Finding solace somehow&lt;br /&gt;In steady gazed moments&lt;br /&gt;And treasured soft kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will things&lt;br /&gt;Find us tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You with your loyal look&lt;br /&gt;Me like a babbling brook&lt;br /&gt;You'll float in my liquid self&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;for dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll somehow make it&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;As man and wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7358230677260151357?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7358230677260151357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=7358230677260151357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7358230677260151357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7358230677260151357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/07/courtly-love.html' title='Courtly Love'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-7887479473466738047</id><published>2007-07-06T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T18:26:05.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry hunger anger yearning craving women'/><title type='text'>American Woman VIII</title><content type='html'>I never wanted&lt;br /&gt;For anyone to&lt;br /&gt;Find me&lt;br /&gt;I could never hide or&lt;br /&gt;Manipulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out there&lt;br /&gt;Take me.&lt;br /&gt;Or leave me&lt;br /&gt;And I was left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and craving&lt;br /&gt;Hunger so deep&lt;br /&gt;I could not run from it&lt;br /&gt;I could only seek more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greedy for love and attention&lt;br /&gt;Oh how to quell it&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, let a little&lt;br /&gt;Be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-7887479473466738047?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7887479473466738047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=7887479473466738047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7887479473466738047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/7887479473466738047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/07/american-woman-viii_06.html' title='American Woman VIII'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-3818736454824650814</id><published>2007-07-06T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:54:01.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporate angst poetry'/><title type='text'>American Woman VII</title><content type='html'>Working for the Man&lt;br /&gt;Feeling small&lt;br /&gt;Like an ant&lt;br /&gt;Without a leader&lt;br /&gt;To follow home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What drives the Man&lt;br /&gt;What pulls us&lt;br /&gt;To be exploited&lt;br /&gt;Exsponged of self worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Hungry for pain&lt;br /&gt;Abuse from a not so fatherly&lt;br /&gt;Neglectful Establishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-3818736454824650814?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3818736454824650814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=3818736454824650814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/3818736454824650814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/3818736454824650814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/07/american-woman-viii.html' title='American Woman VII'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-5947187168109686118</id><published>2007-05-08T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:59:21.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree poem winter symbolism'/><title type='text'>A Tree in Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J__CzL_kStk/RkEOmQObsbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QpAYfs6CmQs/s1600-h/trees11a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062343506494468530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J__CzL_kStk/RkEOmQObsbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QpAYfs6CmQs/s320/trees11a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does the tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do when it&lt;br /&gt;Finds itself laid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naked to the winter winds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folds in upon&lt;br /&gt;Its dark self&lt;br /&gt;Closing tightly on&lt;br /&gt;What yearning life remains&lt;br /&gt;Inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting, shaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through winds and&lt;br /&gt;Changing, ruptured skies,&lt;br /&gt;Ice covered, frozen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring must come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wills it to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Warmth, allowing,&lt;br /&gt;Finally to unfurl its&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green virgin leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opens itself willingly&lt;br /&gt;To the deserving Sun&lt;br /&gt;The tree feels joy&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it lives again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-5947187168109686118?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/5947187168109686118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=5947187168109686118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5947187168109686118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5947187168109686118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/05/tree-in-winter.html' title='A Tree in Winter'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J__CzL_kStk/RkEOmQObsbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QpAYfs6CmQs/s72-c/trees11a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6206180145933346149</id><published>2007-05-08T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:59:32.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation poetry'/><title type='text'>Price of Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>An oldie that I wrote way back when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Price of Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked through everyone&lt;br /&gt;But when I looked at you&lt;br /&gt;I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;They mirrored my gaze&lt;br /&gt;An ancient English maze&lt;br /&gt;The walls of time and my mortality&lt;br /&gt;Melted in the face of such&lt;br /&gt;A knowing look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were echoes there&lt;br /&gt;Within your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of some time past&lt;br /&gt;A time that preceeded every last&lt;br /&gt;Year and century.&lt;br /&gt;I shook inside as if chilled and&lt;br /&gt;My heart so raw stood bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I am not mad&lt;br /&gt;But when our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;In some future unfamiliar street&lt;br /&gt;I'll know the depths I've known before&lt;br /&gt;In another time, another place, another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK 1997&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6206180145933346149?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6206180145933346149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing'/><title type='text'>Some poems I wrote, posted, took down, and am now putting back up...don't ask.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I attempted to fill my days&lt;br /&gt;With friends and food&lt;br /&gt;And light and work&lt;br /&gt;But I lingered in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought to forget&lt;br /&gt;Willed myself positive&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, anew, focused&lt;br /&gt;And yet languid time&lt;br /&gt;Dragged and pulled me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you flashed&lt;br /&gt;With happiness and glee&lt;br /&gt;I stayed quiet&lt;br /&gt;Alone, but not so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of this&lt;br /&gt;Imposed solitude&lt;br /&gt;Is coming,&lt;br /&gt;And I yearn for&lt;br /&gt;The wave of warmth&lt;br /&gt;Your smile will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the mere thought&lt;br /&gt;of you brings me joy&lt;br /&gt;God bless me&lt;br /&gt;With your return.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be&lt;br /&gt;Once again alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to you&lt;br /&gt;For sustenance&lt;br /&gt;Gazed into your depths&lt;br /&gt;Dark waters reflected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured my pain&lt;br /&gt;Desires, despairs&lt;br /&gt;Into the heart&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;To overflow, to reject&lt;br /&gt;what I gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the well&lt;br /&gt;So deep, endless&lt;br /&gt;Held its will&lt;br /&gt;Shared its bounty&lt;br /&gt;Filled me&lt;br /&gt;With spirit and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want&lt;br /&gt;To greedily drink&lt;br /&gt;This water of life&lt;br /&gt;Yet I could not&lt;br /&gt;walk away empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is painful&lt;br /&gt;To not know&lt;br /&gt;Its Source&lt;br /&gt;I am not a part&lt;br /&gt;of that deep, dark world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I gratefully&lt;br /&gt;Partook, praying&lt;br /&gt;Some day the well&lt;br /&gt;Would find me full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary K. 4/18/07  (edited 5/13/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What binds us together&lt;br /&gt;I dare not know&lt;br /&gt;Your light found me&lt;br /&gt;As I entered a phase of sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me hope&lt;br /&gt;When all I could think&lt;br /&gt;Was loss, darkness,&lt;br /&gt;And my own selfish pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A divine gift&lt;br /&gt;You do not question&lt;br /&gt;You just thank God&lt;br /&gt;And continue down&lt;br /&gt;A better path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look for our purpose&lt;br /&gt;Mine, I don't know yet&lt;br /&gt;But I know you were&lt;br /&gt;Part of me finding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did He put me&lt;br /&gt;In your path?&lt;br /&gt;That is for you to find&lt;br /&gt;I only hope you&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn back or regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have taught me&lt;br /&gt;With your quiet strength&lt;br /&gt;Your goodness,&lt;br /&gt;To create, to intend,&lt;br /&gt;To be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of Universe&lt;br /&gt;Would this be&lt;br /&gt;If I could not give&lt;br /&gt;you back&lt;br /&gt;A part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just these words,&lt;br /&gt;Let them wash&lt;br /&gt;Over your soul,&lt;br /&gt;Remind you that&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we don't have to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary K. 5/5/07 (edited from the original)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-3927553633503366342?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3927553633503366342/comments/default' 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src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-5214890503288433504</id><published>2007-03-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:06:02.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Kirkpatrick'/><title type='text'>Poetry Links</title><content type='html'>Here are links to my poetry pages: &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2005-2007.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2005-2007.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2002-2003.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/fiennesite/2002-2003.htm&lt;/a&gt; Thanks for checking them out. If you want to comment on one, feel free to copy and paste it into a comment box. Thanks, Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-5214890503288433504?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/5214890503288433504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=5214890503288433504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5214890503288433504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/5214890503288433504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/03/poetry-links.html' title='Poetry Links'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6961481815588987506.post-6424004614201065521</id><published>2007-03-29T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:04:58.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Mary's Poetry Blog</title><content type='html'>I'm moving my poetry to a new blog just for the poetry so it's not mixed in with my stuff on the Law of Attraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6961481815588987506-6424004614201065521?l=marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6424004614201065521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6961481815588987506&amp;postID=6424004614201065521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6424004614201065521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6961481815588987506/posts/default/6424004614201065521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marykirkpatrick.blogspot.com/2007/03/marys-poetry-blog.html' title='Mary&apos;s Poetry Blog'/><author><name>Mary K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/433592165_452371ff73.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
