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To stifle any curiosity about the title of this blog, let me explain here: In our daily lives, we wear many hats, those of wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend, etc. This is the place where I hang ALL of my hats and I'm just ME. I welcome your thoughts, comments and suggestions for future topics, even criticism. Welcome to The Hat Rack, everyone!
Notice: Sooner or later, most of you will probably find some content on this site offensive, objectionable, or down-right rude, although I try to be as circumspect as posible, we are all different, and so are our thoughts, opinions and reasonings. My advice to you is to take everything I say with a grain of salt, if it's not to your liking, ignore it, but you may now consider yourselves fairly warned.
Angel Ameria
The blog that's less intense!
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Nov 3, 2009
HER GARDEN
Inside of a hushed garden
a captive damsel stood
staring through the outer gate
beyond, into the wood...
Many feet had trod the path
winding through the glen
surprised to come upon a garden
and the beauty that was within.
Good or bad, the gate cared not
who walked its pebbled trail,
all who found it appeared be welcome
to explore the flowered vale.
Some bent upon destruction
who cared not where they stepped,
left bruised petals and broken branches,
and for those the damsel wept.
She hid herself from their hateful eyes-
they never saw her there;
upon their leave she did her best
the damage to repair.
Others came with awestruck eyes
and for a bit her garden grew.
They pruned and plucked and tended well
and the damsel they did view.
They smiled and talked and walked til late
but soon they had to go
she walked them as far as the gate
but no farther would she go.
One day, from inside the door,
a man did stroll in view
the damsel stood with rooted feet-
her heart already knew
This was the one she'd waited for,
the one who was her fate;
and for the first time in her life
she met one at the gate.
She held her hand out with a smile
but then fear caused her to run
back inside her garden safe
but behind her he did come.
Through the boughs and arbors fair
she fled in fear and shame
never would another have trod these paths
if she had known he came.
Every secret place she hid
he came to seek her out
all her fears he soothed away
and kissed away her doubt.
He whispered words of love
that made her bruised heart sing
Through her tears she took his hand
and they beheld a wondrous thing:
Every bruised and broken branch
left by other careless men
began to knit and mend itself-
became whole once again.
His love had healed her garden
and her heart restored as well
she smiled at him as they stepped through the gate
and she bid her safe-haven farewell.
Posted at 01:41 am by Angel_Ameria
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FILL ME
The scent of my longing
still lingers upon my skin.
Evidence of my wanting you
on my hands, my thighs.
But still empty.
My arms ache to hold you
as I lie alone at night.
My hands ache to touch you,
my lips, for your kiss.
But still empty.
When I look upon your face
the yearning fills my eyes.
A hunger for your presence,
your voice, your scent.
But still empty.
Still my longing.
Soothe my yearning.
Satisfy my hunger.
Come home soon.
Wake me.
Fill me.
Posted at 01:40 am by Angel_Ameria
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HOPE
My heart beats for you alone.
Mi-chael. Mi-chael.
A mantra that makes me crazy;
and the only thing keeping me sane.
I feel you around me, close
like a second skin.
Inside me, filling the empty spaces.
Bare cracks and crevices
now so very full of you.
Each day I'm sure it's impossible
for me to love you more.
Each day I'm proved wrong,
as my love spreads like wildfire.
Hot, chaotic, consuming all of me.
Everywhere it goes, destroying my sadness,
my fear, my loneliness.
What was once a pitch-dark wasteland
is now lit by raging flame of hope.
Hope that I am worthy.
Hope that I am not dreaming,
or if I am, that I never wake.
Posted at 01:38 am by Angel_Ameria
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Dawn breaks slowly
over the sea
that separates
my love from me,
I stand at the shore,
to watch and wait-
heart in hand
to hear from fate.
As early morn
grows into day
I will not fail,
nor turn away.
Neither time
nor rising tide
will turn my eyes
til he's by my side.
Afternoon shadows
grow long and dark
and still my feet
stay on their mark,
I scan the horizon
without pause
my heart intent
upon my cause.
The sun sinks low
into its berth
and still I watch
for all I'm worth.
The first few stars
begin to shine
and I look once more
at the fading line.
I sit to rest
upon the shore,
til by dawn's light
I wait once more.
Posted at 01:36 am by Angel_Ameria
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Jan 7, 2009
ALWAYS
by: the other ME
When you cannot feel sorrow,
my heart will grieve for yours.
When you cannot be afraid,
my mind will fear for yours.
When you cannot shed a tear,
my eyes will cry for yours.
When you cannot share laughter,
My mouth will smile for yours.
When you cannot feel joy,
my soul will fly for yours.
When you cannot stand alone,
my hand will be holding yours.
Always.
Posted at 08:14 am by Angel_Ameria
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I SEE YOU
by: the other ME
You say you don't smile,
but I see you.
You say you don't cry,
but I see you.
You say you don't hurt,
but I see you.
You say you're alone,
but I'm with you.
Posted at 08:12 am by Angel_Ameria
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BESIDE YOU
by: the other ME
When the pain pulls you down
and the sorrow's hard to bear,
look right beside you,
for I will be there.
When your heart feels hopeless
and you think no one cares,
look right beside you,
for I will be there.
When the road you travel seems endless
and your soul feels the wear,
look right beside you,
for I will be there.
When you feel alone in the world
you need not despair;
Just look right beside you,
I'll always be there.
Posted at 08:08 am by Angel_Ameria
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Jan 6, 2009
My Soldier
by the other Me :p
I stare into space
and my heart starts to thunder;
it's been hours with no word,
"Is he safe?" I wonder.
My heart gets so heavy
with worry and dread,
and horrible images
parade through my head.
I try not to worry
and do my best not to fret,
he's been at this for years
and he hasn't lost yet.
In terrible danger
around every turn.
I can't think on it long
or my eyes start to burn.
I refuse to think
for even one minute
how sad a world it would be
without him in it.
I sigh in relief
as my computer rings;
he's back again, and safe,
a while longer, it seems.
Posted at 03:56 pm by Angel_Ameria
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Nov 22, 2007
Today is Thanksgiving... I intended to wake up early and help my mother cook, however, I dropped the ball this year. I am so thankful for my mother. I love her immensely, and I continually feel like such a failure as a daughter, friend, lover, everything.
I wonder if I can claim the five second rule?
Posted at 03:36 pm by Angel_Ameria
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Oct 29, 2007
Every time I look at you it hurts me. I can't stand the thought of the things you have done, and will do. I don't know who you are anymore, and that scares and saddens me at the same time. I used to know you. Everything about you. Now you're just a stranger to me, one that I have no desire to know anymore.
You used to be so sweet and fun. Your heart was wide open, and you weren't afraid of love. Now you're cold and distant, and always cynical.
Knowing what made you the way you are doesn't allow me to forgive you. Honestly, I hate you and most of the time I wish you would just die, and I really wish I didn't have to look at you in the mirror every day.
Posted at 11:55 pm by Angel_Ameria
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