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Catapulted Mind

Posted by Heather's Starting End on February 27, 2014
Posted in: ageing, depression, fight, life, poetry, sanity, Uncategorized. Tagged: ageing, challenge, depression, hope, life, strength. Leave a comment

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You wanna go
You wanna stay
You want the pain
to fade away

You wanna laugh
You only cry
Why can’t this time
Just fade on by

You had enough
You had your fill
Sit back relax
Take a pill

Your body’s weak
Your head is stone
Catapulted Mind
Find your way home

Sun kiss my shoulders
Block this cold within
Next chapter of life
begs to begin

You wanna go
You wanna stay
You want your life
To find its way

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In a Nutshell

Posted by Heather's Starting End on February 17, 2014
Posted in: art, beauty. Tagged: art, French, german, Monday. 2 Comments

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Happy Monday, WordPress!!!

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Goodbye, My Friend….

Posted by Heather's Starting End on February 13, 2014
Posted in: loss. Tagged: goodbye, mcfcwolf, sadness. 3 Comments

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I felt  the soul of someone
of one I’ve never known,
I walked a mile in his words
that always lead me Home

If ever there was a greatness
it was He with Pen in Hand
I’ll miss the spirit of his depth
his rhyme, his strength his story

I bid farewell to my special one

The Power and The Glory

…..Godspeed, My Friend

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A Letter from my Best Friend

Posted by Heather's Starting End on February 10, 2014
Posted in: ageing, belief, life, Uncategorized. Tagged: best friend, dreams, hope, letter, life, writing. 5 Comments
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Dear Me,
We haven’t spoken in a long time. We used to be real close, knew just what we were going through just by instinct and feelings. I miss those times and I really miss you. I wonder just how you are. How the kids are, life? All treating you ok?
We should go out again once. Remember forget the world and have fun…just us, because we matter too? Well, we still do matter. We always will. Time changes a lot of things. The saddest thing is when it changes us. Changes our strength, our direction, our plan that we once had, our dreams. We lose touch.
Yea, things happen. You know that well enough. It’s okay. Just promise me you’ll be in touch again. I miss your smile and the way you always made me laugh.
I’ll always be your best Friend…reach out to me. You know I am here.
See you soon, ok?
I love you.
Love,

Me

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Because You Wish Too

Posted by Heather's Starting End on February 6, 2014
Posted in: beauty, belief, creative writing, life, poetry. Tagged: Awareness, dreams, hope, life, poetry, strength, wishes. Leave a comment

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Photos of places I wish I could go
Tall hills of green where a river below flows

Scenes of beauty I wish I could paint
Mix of earth colors skilled hand to create

Pieces of clothing I wish I could sew
Vintage lace style of time long ago

I wish

I wish

You wish just like me

You have scenes in your mind
of places to see

You look to the sky to charter your path
You beg to the Heaven for exclusion of wrath

You find yourself through your thoughts of the day
Of wishes you choose to make life worth your stay

Because after all that’s what Dreamers do

We wish
and we wish
Till we make it come true

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I Witnessed a Past

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 27, 2014
Posted in: belief, love, poetry, youth. Tagged: life, love, teenagers. Leave a comment

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I witnessed the Dance of unscathed hearts
Youthful,  new found love
Profoundly sweet, uninhibited dreams
nary an inkling they’d grow apart

Dreaming of love so ever serene
as they gaze past their teenage years
Into a future not  blinded
by sight of finale
that ends with shedding tears

I witnessed the Dance that came to the end
I witnessed a Dance devine
I witnessed a love familiar to me
a love like once was mine

So come as you are
first love of our lives
don’t know there’s a time to go
For as long as you’re here
our world will be right
as first pain we will not yet know

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Distant

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 15, 2014
Posted in: life, philosophy, poetry, Uncategorized. Tagged: clouds, dreams, life, poetry. Leave a comment

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My dreams
As Cirrus clouds above

Silent

Beautiful

Vast

Unreachable

Seemingly not moving

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Grounded

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 14, 2014
Posted in: life, love, poetry, Uncategorized. Tagged: Awareness, life, love, moving on, poetry, strength. 5 Comments

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To cross a bridge, a river, a road
Or just to cross a line
To close the past behind you now
For new life, new love, new time

If one leg lags
And will not join
The other on the way
If your mind can’t lose the heavy load
In the past then you will stay

For those in front will not wait
If your soul is somewhere old
Move forward both feet on the ground
That’s how the story’s told

It can’t be kept a secret,
When it’s seen in a mans eyes
A women always knows the truth
Of where his real love lies

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I ask you to watch this link….

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 9, 2014
Posted in: depression, life, sadness. Tagged: depression, health, hope, life, sadness, strength. 2 Comments

I had the darkness but now live in the light
For those of you still there, those climbing out,
For reflection of those that have found the way,
Please set aside some minutes,
Depression has possibly never been better portrayed

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A Gift from a Mother

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 9, 2014
Posted in: beauty, fun, love, poetry, winter. Tagged: cold, life, mother nature, nature, seasons, sun, warmth, winter. 3 Comments

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Mother Nature befriends me
Pretending she‘s Spring
In January, pray tell
Let me ask just one thing:

Has she thrown out of tune
The trees, birds and cold air
Just so that I
Could escape winters glare
Of late day darkness
When sun loses fight
Sets down below
For the bitter of night

Crystal blue is the sky
Lady yellow shines through
Warmth all around
Morning has dew

It’s all wrong
It’s all off
The season has changed
I doubt natures happy
stuck in winters refrain

I won’t tell the Trees, the birds
Not a thing
We’ll whisper them back
In time for true Spring

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1st 2014 Press of “Blogs that Caught My Eye This Week”….enjoy

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 9, 2014
Posted in: creative writing, life, love, poetry, sadness. Tagged: Awareness, hope, love, poetry, strength. 5 Comments

My Heart Needs a Home


From Poets Corner, a brilliant piece of work that will make you think more than twice of just how well the imagination works with expressive, descriptive poetry.

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From Dianna Rasmussen, a favorite blogger of mine anyway, whos piece on “cutting” I read as profound, heart touching and necessary of a socially worthy  reblog.

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This was my first visit to Cyclettas blog. I found this on the Reader and must say, I wish I saw my life as the Bumblebees a long time ago. Nice inspirational twist.

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The Darker Things in Love

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 8, 2014
Posted in: poetry. Leave a comment

The Darker Things in Love.

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Your Time is not Mine

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 6, 2014
Posted in: ageing, life, love, philosophy, poetry, sadness, time. Tagged: inner clock, life, philosophy, poetry, sadness, sun, time. Leave a comment

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How do we break down a day
How does it add up to a life

At times a day is forever
Glad to bid the sun farewell

Joyful times a day knows no end
Our sun seems to shine forever

Just why are the darkest hours the longest
Is it sadness weighing the hands of time?
Why the happiest are so short, almost hard to grasp hold of
Ticking as we chase it from behind

Does a happy life go by quicker?
Is a sad life slower to come to an end?

When we rise and we retire to the same Sun
Just how can our clocks be so different then

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Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 5, 2014
Posted in: art, life, love, painting, poetry. Tagged: life, love, my art, painting, poetry. 13 Comments

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Sometimes I think it only rains on me

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Seasons of You

Posted by Heather's Starting End on January 5, 2014
Posted in: beauty, life, love, poetry, sexuality. Tagged: autumn, fall, life, love, partner, poetry, seasons, sexuality, spring, summer, winter, writing. 7 Comments

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Pour down as the first rain of spring
Soak me from head to toe
Illuminate me like a glorious rainbow strewn across the sky

Give me a love that is hotter
Than a sweltering heat wave in summer
Allowing no relief in sight

A wild leaf in motion
Whisk me away on your changing breeze
On that gold toned day in autumn

Embrace me like a tree
Naked in winter
Wrapped in the warmth of its snow

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