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I never know what I think about something until I read what I've written on it.
~William Faulkner
Most of my entries are friends-only, so if you'd like to read everything I write, friend me or start your own live journal! In January 2008, I started doing a list every day of five things I'm thankful for. It's an idea I got from Oprah years ago and finally decided to try out through my live journal. So, since then, most of my entries have consisted of the thankful list.

Misdirected Anger ~ by me, November 30, 2002
(this has been my favorite of my own poems for years now)

You agreed with me once, saying that
each begins with one sentence, one word, one idea,
maybe even just a title, but where have they been
in the days since that conversation? Stolen
by your silence as these words should be.
Before that I had rhythm and creative twists,
time that wasn't spent in bed afraid to speak,
broken lines happy to be shown to others.
Now my mind is tired without inspiration,
without another's understanding to keep it awake
through the hours when only memories exist
and better ones are rarely found.
My best words started with one stanza
that turned into a lie, and I think I may have left them
somewhere near the end of the bed, lost in the darkness
after forcing them to be understood.
It wasn't until those months that I saw a sunrise.
You said you wanted more, then closed your eyes,
leaving me to wonder who this is for.

Telephone Booth Number 905 1/2 ~ by Pedro Pietri

woke up this morning
feeling excellent,
picked up the telephone
dialed the number of
my equal opportunity employer
to inform him I will not
be in to work today.
"Are you feeling sick?"
the boss asked me
"No Sir," I replied,
"I am feeling too good
to report to work today.
If I feel sick tomorrow
I will come in early."

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