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A heart of Stone

By baynurse, published on Feb 8, 2011

Heart made of Stone

When you make a house out of cards,

The slightest of breezes can topple it

When you make a house of wood,

A fire can devastate in a flash.

A house made of stone can withstand

Both wind and flame without weakening.

A true heart with pureness in love

With unwavering conviction

Of what is truth and perfection

Could never be toppled or destroyed

It can only be strengthened

And fortified in its state

While it laughs at the pebbles of doubt

And smirks at the rocks of hate

She... (more)

Tags: truth, faith, spirituality, knowledge

Winter solstice The return Of The Sun.

By baynurse, published on Dec 9, 2010

These dark, long, lonely nightsare soon to be changed. The Sun is making her way back,past the clouds, past the rain, past the darkness.

I have faith, hope, and patience to wait for the Sun's gifts of light,and warmth

dispelling the darkness, shining through clouds , radiating warmth and giving new life to those things that have wilted in the cold, and dark season.

My wilted, caged, and lonely heart will rise again to give love. Just because I can't see or feel the Sun's radiance,light, and warmth through the clouds, doesn't mean she isn't there.

She is waiting,... (more)

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The Gravity Of Thoughts

By baynurse, published on Oct 18, 2010

A mere thought enters my open and wounded heart.

It begins to grow thicker and thicker,

Like a bacteria in a Petri dish, it grows and festers

Taking over the wound as it’s new home, its new acquisition,

Stolen, and conquered like barbaric warriors take over their spoils,

Like fierce ants that feed on a corpse

Till its hollowed shell crumbles and disintegrates into dust

Then is swept away by a brisk and cold wind.

I shout at God for help,

And then I beg for relief from this hunger, this burden of thoughts

That pounds me into... (more)

Tags: depression, thoughts, despair, sadness

Eternal Love Found

By baynurse, published on Oct 15, 2010

Are you the one?

I may never know

Why is love so hard to show

We said goodbye

It was pouring rain

Not knowing if i would see you again

Letting you be

Setting you free

Releases me from feeling more pain

The sun shines here

Hot and bright

I dont care anymore

Everyday is night

The darkness comes in the broad daylight

Without you there is no delight

Lonliness is heavy

A burden, a chore

Memories of you

Makes me want more

I am drowning in tears

Because it may... (more)

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You Are The Lyrics To My Perfect Song.

By baynurse, published on Oct 13, 2010

You are The Lyrics

You are the lyrics

To my perfect Song

I hear music without lyrics,

just the pureness of sound

Rhythm and melody and vibe.

Music without words,

Like my love without you.

It is there, it is beautiful

it is pure it exists in my soul,

without touching you,

Your skin , your hair,

Your smell, your warmth.

You are the lyrics to my song.

the one that rhythmically hums along

With the melody of your memory.

A song is still a song without words, or voice,

It is whole... (more)

Tags: muse, longing, poetry music

Passionate Poet

By baynurse, published on Oct 12, 2010

"The Passionate Poet"

Oh passionate poet, how do you do it?

How can you have so much passion, by the way, what is your passion?

My passion is everything I desire, everything I long for…

Everything I set my eyes on with love and is beyond my reach.

You see, if I had it all, I would have no desire, all I would want I would have

so I would hopefully be delighting in it.

The passion I write is about what I haven’t delighted in, or haven’t delighted in enough.

God’s gift to me, then God’s torture, which is also a gift, when seen from a poetic... (more)

Tags: poetry, desire, passion, longing, unrequited love

Filthy Money: The Root of All Infections

By baynurse, published on Sep 16, 2010

Recently I saw an article about germs. People that are germo-phobes do not shake hands. I don't blame them, I have seen you walk out of the bathroom without washing your hands, and you know who you are . Some hygeine practices are just non-existant and poorly done by most people. People have become lax about germs and therefore spreading them abundantly and extensively.

Take money for instance, you find a coin or bill on the floor, do you pick it up, put it in your pocket, kiss it, pass it around, hand it to a homeless person on the street, snort some coke with it, pick up a dead... (more)

Tags: health, disease, dirty money

Lonely Things

By baynurse, published on Jun 3, 2010

Lonely things

Standing alone in this crowded world,

Giving off the light of a heart full of joy and inspiration

Such a lovely place to be

Like a cypress tree blowing in a cold and windy storm

Alone in her strength, no forest for shelter

She withstands the pelting of the rain

No one hears her scream in solitude and fear

The sun rises, the eagle flies...

The statue of a dead hero holds a slew of pigeons

Knowing her day is a gift from God

She continues on her path, her journey of solitude

Realizing she has much... (more)

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Police, Firemen, and a Nurses Job Are Different

By baynurse, published on Jun 2, 2010

In my town, people are getting tickets for driving five miles over the speed limit, and paying upwards of three and four hundred dollars per ticket. The other day, I was walking along downtown and a policeman was giving a citation to a man in a very expensive looking car. He had crossed a double yellow solid line to get a parking space. As I was passing by, the radio on the cop's motorcycle was announcing a robbery and battery assault on a woman nearby. The cop was still engaged in writing his ticket without even lifting an eyebrow at what was just broadcast.

As I watched this unfold,... (more)

Tags: police, taxes, jobs, government, policies, firemen, nurses

Acceptance of impermanence

By baynurse, published on Jun 2, 2010

Curse you butterfly! You fiend, You monster.

Curse Your beauty, colorful, vibrant, splendid,

Blasted beast, horrid angel

Damn gorgeousness

Your afflicting, fluttering, fanciful, flame.

Your life Span so short

why, why is this beauty so limited

how you captivated my eyes, my heart, my soul,

then died so soon,

leaving me lost, despaired and deflated.

I have to choose between enjoying and appreciating every miniscule moment of a time in your radiance and joy

or refusing it all for the safety of my joyless heart that feels... (more)

Tags: love, loss, btterflies, impermanence, joy, greif

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