<?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-11032643</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:44:02.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broomhildas Other Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my other blog. My poetry blog. Most of it is pure unadulterated crap! I do however, have one or two that showcase my absolute brilliance. All of the poetry here is my own copywrited work. No re-printing without my written permission. Standard disclaimers apply.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-3453178775172803104</id><published>2007-07-29T06:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T11:00:35.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In The…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of self doubt,&lt;br /&gt;I accuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of obsession,&lt;br /&gt;I accuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of insecurity,&lt;br /&gt;I accuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the darkness consuming my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I accuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the Light you emanate,&lt;br /&gt;I awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the Light that is you,&lt;br /&gt;I awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the Light of Love,&lt;br /&gt;I awaken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;©2007 Broomhilda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-3453178775172803104?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/3453178775172803104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=3453178775172803104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/3453178775172803104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/3453178775172803104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-in-darkness-of-self-doubt-i-accuse.html' title=''/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111497234797868703</id><published>2005-05-01T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T14:20:06.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tender Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pandemonium of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Whirl in the maelstrom,&lt;br /&gt;The heart torn,&lt;br /&gt;Deprived of love it withers.&lt;br /&gt;In consummate loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;The contempt of abject&lt;br /&gt;Despair breeds a darkness of soul.&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall, cleansing in their purity,&lt;br /&gt;Gentle absolution at their core.&lt;br /&gt;Mourning the loss of innocence,&lt;br /&gt;The bastions being erected,&lt;br /&gt;In bravado hiding,&lt;br /&gt;The tender heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111497234797868703?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111497234797868703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111497234797868703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111497234797868703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111497234797868703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/05/tender-heart.html' title='The Tender Heart'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111315919907608521</id><published>2005-04-10T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T14:29:23.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing the Solar Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sails unfurled, riding, riding, riding the solar winds&lt;br /&gt;Drifting past nebulae, a silent witness to the birthing of stars.&lt;br /&gt;Stardust raining down covering me in golden overlays of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;Sailing, sailing, ever sailing on.&lt;br /&gt;Planets call for exploration, eternity beckons.&lt;br /&gt;Sail on, sail on, beyond this galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Toward the next and into the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Treasures that lie beyond&lt;br /&gt;Sailing the solar winds ever gliding me forward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this was inspired by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://scithought.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his posts on the Hubble telescope and Nasa Solar Sail)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Wind'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111201722149590927</id><published>2005-03-28T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:44:05.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wisdom whispers in our ears,&lt;br /&gt;We ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Belittling what we don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Hating those who are different.&lt;br /&gt;Striking out at imagined threats,&lt;br /&gt;In ignorance and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom whispers in our ears,&lt;br /&gt;Still we ignore the message.&lt;br /&gt;Educating ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;The only way.&lt;br /&gt;Bring tolerance and love into our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate our differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See the ways we are the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are more alike than not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111201722149590927?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111201722149590927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111201722149590927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111201722149590927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111201722149590927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/03/wisdom-whispers.html' title='Wisdom Whispers'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111201650348991393</id><published>2005-03-28T07:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:30:53.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Transition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've moved beyond the maiden form&lt;br /&gt;From whence I was immortal&lt;br /&gt;Soon leaving the mother form behind&lt;br /&gt;Where still I had forever&lt;br /&gt;In transition myself I find&lt;br /&gt;A life to be examined&lt;br /&gt;Reconciling with the past&lt;br /&gt;Confronting the darkness within&lt;br /&gt;Glimpses of just who I am&lt;br /&gt;And who I wish to be&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother Sage I call to you&lt;br /&gt;Your wisdom I do seek&lt;br /&gt;Help me see what I push away&lt;br /&gt;Find the lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;Move past the fear and anger and pain&lt;br /&gt;Accepting myself for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111201650348991393?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111201650348991393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111201650348991393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111201650348991393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111201650348991393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-transition.html' title='In Transition'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111177911304526002</id><published>2005-03-25T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T13:31:53.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your silence is deafening.&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icy vacuum of unknowing&lt;br /&gt;Cuts me to the quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out for understanding&lt;br /&gt;Hit by the invisible wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What offense have I committed?&lt;br /&gt;Cup of explanation not passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart in tear stained pieces&lt;br /&gt;Haunted by friendships specter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111177911304526002?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111177911304526002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111177911304526002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111177911304526002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111177911304526002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/03/your-silence.html' title='Your Silence'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111175896236807550</id><published>2005-03-25T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:56:02.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Evades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleep evades, the mind whirls&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness rears it's ugly head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insecurities rise to the surface&lt;br /&gt;Playing games with emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stresses from the week replay&lt;br /&gt;Is a friendship lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cemented into place&lt;br /&gt;Yearning to move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking free chains of the past&lt;br /&gt;One link at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111175896236807550?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111175896236807550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111175896236807550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111175896236807550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111175896236807550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/03/sleep-evades.html' title='Sleep Evades'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-111064473711485980</id><published>2005-03-12T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:04:28.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Dreams Tender Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In dreams tender embrace&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;A whispered kiss of passion&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Soft caresses in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Waves of pleasure enveloping&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Intimacy and ecstasy erupt&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Whispered kisses and caresses&lt;br /&gt;You were there&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in dreams tender embrace&lt;br /&gt;I awake alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-111064473711485980?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/111064473711485980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=111064473711485980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111064473711485980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/111064473711485980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/03/in-dreams-tender-embrace.html' title='In Dreams Tender Embrace'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110936847045184632</id><published>2005-02-25T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:05:49.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frozen in fear&lt;br /&gt;A vast wasteland of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;I feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;Filled with self doubt&lt;br /&gt;The flame extinguished&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever feel warmth again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110936847045184632?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110936847045184632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110936847045184632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110936847045184632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110936847045184632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929245718859331</id><published>2005-02-24T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:06:18.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterfalls of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sun feels good upon my face,&lt;br /&gt;I am transported to some other space.&lt;br /&gt;Places I go to, within my own mind,&lt;br /&gt;Stands still the waterfalls of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929245718859331?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929245718859331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929245718859331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929245718859331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929245718859331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/waterfalls-of-time.html' title='Waterfalls of Time'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929240758817689</id><published>2005-02-24T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:25:31.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Voices in the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Voices, they called my name again,&lt;br /&gt;can't remember just when it began.&lt;br /&gt;Conversation was spoken so low,&lt;br /&gt;I thought at first, it was winds that blow.&lt;br /&gt;It started when I was alone,&lt;br /&gt;voices had invaded my home.&lt;br /&gt;I try to listen with care,&lt;br /&gt;voices of people, who aren't even there.&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder if they see,&lt;br /&gt;what their voices are doing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Voices on the wind, where it began,&lt;br /&gt;wind wasn't blowing, I heard them again.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wonder, is this just a game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Could it be, I'm just going insane.&lt;br /&gt;whispering my name again,&lt;br /&gt;voices that came on the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929240758817689?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929240758817689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929240758817689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929240758817689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929240758817689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/voices-in-wind.html' title='Voices in the Wind'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929232495244927</id><published>2005-02-24T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:07:59.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Streams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Streams that rush on winter's day,&lt;br /&gt;bring me thought's of hearth and home.&lt;br /&gt;And though I wander where I may,&lt;br /&gt;to that stream my heart doth roam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929232495244927?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929232495244927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929232495244927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929232495244927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929232495244927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/streams.html' title='Streams'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929227008455857</id><published>2005-02-24T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:06:16.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love lasts forever, at least on my side,&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never see it, it's emotions I hide.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to feel, to love again,&lt;br /&gt;I know that in love, I'll be hurt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It all starts the same, time after time,&lt;br /&gt;Quietly it ends, like the song of a mime.&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are crying, hidden deep down inside,&lt;br /&gt;while inside I'm dying, my two worlds collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929227008455857?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929227008455857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929227008455857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929227008455857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929227008455857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929214458470686</id><published>2005-02-24T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T07:58:02.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is always hope, when people care,&lt;br /&gt;first the tortured soul must be bared.&lt;br /&gt;Mind, body and soul begin to heal,&lt;br /&gt;when the love from peoples heart's is real.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy, the past to let go,&lt;br /&gt;the human mind plays it's own picture show.&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts appear from out of the past,&lt;br /&gt;hope helps you to know that they won't last.&lt;br /&gt;What do they do, these people I see?&lt;br /&gt;They do what they can to help me find me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929214458470686?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929214458470686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929214458470686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929214458470686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929214458470686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110929207819094674</id><published>2005-02-24T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:08:59.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Children in the park, they play&lt;br /&gt;listen to sounds that seem to say,&lt;br /&gt;come let's sing and laugh and run,&lt;br /&gt;come with us and have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110929207819094674?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110929207819094674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110929207819094674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929207819094674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110929207819094674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/child-sounds.html' title='Child Sounds'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918721703215917</id><published>2005-02-23T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:09:30.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Sisterhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not quite yet, a woman, yet not a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are embarrassed,&lt;br /&gt;by hormones in a whirl.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to be ashamed about, it's as natural as can be.&lt;br /&gt;It's just your time for growing up,&lt;br /&gt;acceptance is the key.&lt;br /&gt;We are here to guide you, your sisters one and all.&lt;br /&gt;So Welcome to the Sisterhood,&lt;br /&gt;we won't let you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918721703215917?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918721703215917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918721703215917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918721703215917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918721703215917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/welcome-to-sisterhood.html' title='Welcome to the Sisterhood'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918713561434940</id><published>2005-02-23T13:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:09:59.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where shadows cloak the bastions of love,&lt;br /&gt;The wise one weaves her glowing sphere,&lt;br /&gt;awaiting the archer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918713561434940?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918713561434940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918713561434940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918713561434940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918713561434940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/weaver.html' title='The Weaver'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918710148637695</id><published>2005-02-23T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:10:33.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Song of Other Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dancing in the circle at sunset,&lt;br /&gt;the sky in crimson hue.&lt;br /&gt;The song it comes upon me,&lt;br /&gt;glistening like the dew.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hear the music,&lt;br /&gt;nor can I hear the words.&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the depths of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;the song of other worlds.&lt;br /&gt;Worlds of flight and fancy free,&lt;br /&gt;those worlds of imagination,&lt;br /&gt;Worlds belonging to the trees,&lt;br /&gt;and worlds of constellations.&lt;br /&gt;Worlds that live within our minds,&lt;br /&gt;our hearts, our souls, our being.&lt;br /&gt;And worlds of crossing over&lt;br /&gt;where my ancestors are singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918710148637695?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918710148637695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918710148637695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918710148637695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918710148637695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/song-of-other-worlds.html' title='The Song of Other Worlds'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918700315824337</id><published>2005-02-23T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:11:16.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hecate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Night descends, the Dark Mother comes,&lt;br /&gt;A gust of wind, I hear Her hounds,&lt;br /&gt;Goddess of Crossroads, Queen of Witches&lt;br /&gt;Come to me with your whelping bitches,&lt;br /&gt;Dark Goddess, sender of nocturnal visions,&lt;br /&gt;Sending dreams to assist with decisions,&lt;br /&gt;Goddess of Death and Renewal, Lifter of the Veil,&lt;br /&gt;Guiding Souls along the Summerland Trail,&lt;br /&gt;Triple Goddess, Most Lovely One,&lt;br /&gt;We've gathered tonight, the Sabbat's begun,&lt;br /&gt;I honor You, and those departed,&lt;br /&gt;Let me speak with loved ones, from whom I am parted,&lt;br /&gt;Grant me Wisdom, Your favor and Protection,&lt;br /&gt;Let me bask in Your Holy Perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918700315824337?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918700315824337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918700315824337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918700315824337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918700315824337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/hecate.html' title='Hecate'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918694443989025</id><published>2005-02-23T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:11:44.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Memories stolen, awareness remains,&lt;br /&gt;Gone, my childhood, soon my name.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bleeding as you slip away,&lt;br /&gt;Into the darkness your thoughts fade.&lt;br /&gt;So much of you has already gone,&lt;br /&gt;Yet your body, lingers on.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the talks we used to have,&lt;br /&gt;The walks along the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of anger and frustration,&lt;br /&gt;Of love and longing for your return.&lt;br /&gt;This thief that has stolen you from me,&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the best of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918694443989025?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918694443989025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918694443989025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918694443989025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918694443989025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/grandmother.html' title='Grandmother'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918687710161996</id><published>2005-02-23T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:12:13.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goddess Calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The moon is full,&lt;br /&gt;The night is warm,&lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm of life&lt;br /&gt;I dance with abandon.&lt;br /&gt;She fills my heart&lt;br /&gt;With Her silvery light,&lt;br /&gt;And warms my soul with love.&lt;br /&gt;I've come this night&lt;br /&gt;to honor Her,&lt;br /&gt;In all Her many forms.&lt;br /&gt;It is She,&lt;br /&gt;Who calls me forth,&lt;br /&gt;Revealing magicks, yet unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918687710161996?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918687710161996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>The Divine Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am the air you breath,&lt;br /&gt;the breeze that kisses your face.&lt;br /&gt;I am the fire that warms your heart,&lt;br /&gt;the ember that burns in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;I am the water that gives you life,&lt;br /&gt;the rain that quenches your thirst.&lt;br /&gt;I am the earth that gives of it's bounty,&lt;br /&gt;the land ever changing.&lt;br /&gt;I am the spirit of love and light,&lt;br /&gt;a part of the All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918677804555439?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918677804555439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>The Creeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Silently, creeping into my room at night,&lt;br /&gt;heard him coming, lay frozen in fright.&lt;br /&gt;Soon his touch would make me sad,&lt;br /&gt;it should never come, from one who is dad.&lt;br /&gt;Innocence stolen in darkness of night,&lt;br /&gt;too young to know, I could fight.&lt;br /&gt;Time went by, a soul was twisted,&lt;br /&gt;too young to know, could have resisted.&lt;br /&gt;Growing older, started running away,&lt;br /&gt;learned it was wrong, just couldn't stay.&lt;br /&gt;For thirteen years abuse I took,&lt;br /&gt;childhood stolen, worse than a crook.&lt;br /&gt;Memories locked deep in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;flooded out, it was a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;I understand, life's been a mess,&lt;br /&gt;my lifestyle, has caused such distress.&lt;br /&gt;A hate inside I'm learning to feel,&lt;br /&gt;through therapy, I'm starting to heal.&lt;br /&gt;I know what is right and is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;scars on my soul, still sing their song.&lt;br /&gt;sadness sings of what was taken from me,&lt;br /&gt;and wondering, why, no one would see.&lt;br /&gt;No child should live what I've had to face,&lt;br /&gt;what is taken from us, can not be replaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918672689122804?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918672689122804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918672689122804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918672689122804'/><link rel='self' 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across the sky,&lt;br /&gt;just look at them with a child's eye.&lt;br /&gt;Open your ears and hear the way,&lt;br /&gt;the wondrous music of thunder plays,&lt;br /&gt;as lightning dances across the sky,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see anew and wonder why,&lt;br /&gt;your old eyes hadn't seen,&lt;br /&gt;the violent beauty, that storms do bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918654059065785?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918654059065785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918654059065785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wall I've created.&lt;br /&gt;I built it strong, It's not even gated.&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of shame, anger and hurt,&lt;br /&gt;making me feel like a slug in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;The memories are there, some have leaked out.&lt;br /&gt;I want to run, to scream, to shout.&lt;br /&gt;There are cracks in the wall I thought so strong.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows of guilt, telling me I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It's coming apart, this weakened wall.&lt;br /&gt;I know that soon, the damn thing will fall.&lt;br /&gt;When it falls, will I still exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918645947541408?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918645947541408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918645947541408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918645947541408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918645947541408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918640840604666</id><published>2005-02-23T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:15:18.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity Calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trees in pristine glow&lt;br /&gt;White flakes covering darkness&lt;br /&gt;The world seeming cleansed&lt;br /&gt;Serenity of the woodlands calls&lt;br /&gt;I make my way cross frozen streams&lt;br /&gt;To the safety of the Fey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918640840604666?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918640840604666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918640840604666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Queens, us everyone&lt;br /&gt;Objects shared in sacred space&lt;br /&gt;Reminder of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;A mottled image of good luck&lt;br /&gt;From a friend so dear&lt;br /&gt;A book of memories and dreams&lt;br /&gt;A mother's gift to us&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of children smiling bring&lt;br /&gt;The promise of immortality&lt;br /&gt;Memories of a full life lived&lt;br /&gt;With tears of love created&lt;br /&gt;Four legged key to a heart&lt;br /&gt;Opening what was closed&lt;br /&gt;How precious these memories are&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful our souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918630837020370?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918630837020370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918630837020370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918630837020370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918630837020370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/reminders-of-heart.html' title='Reminders of the Heart'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918619634694681</id><published>2005-02-23T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:17:54.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accusations consistently spoken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suffocated by your insecurity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I allowed you too much power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Incessant passive aggression &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The ruination of my self esteem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I allowed you too much power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Constant attention demands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exhausting my body and mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I allowed you too much power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are chaos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Causing me to lose myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I allowed you too much power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From my coma awakened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erecting bastions of reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take back my power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No longer fear choked black and hollow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My resolve strengthened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take back my power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beautiful and alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sensual and vibrant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take back my power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Compassionate and intelligent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sensitive and strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take back myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918619634694681?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918619634694681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918619634694681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918619634694681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918619634694681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918598113580172</id><published>2005-02-23T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:18:40.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Storms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Storms of life, never easy to see,&lt;br /&gt;in these storms, I lost my true me.&lt;br /&gt;We play in life, cards we are dealt,&lt;br /&gt;but on a soul, some cards leave a welt.&lt;br /&gt;Time and space have no meaning or rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;when losing a hopeful part of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;I've entered a haven, yet truth I can't see,&lt;br /&gt;come here in search of one who is me.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live as once before,&lt;br /&gt;running from pain, welling up ever more.&lt;br /&gt;Body worn out, mind and soul as well,&lt;br /&gt;Can no longer live in my personal hell.&lt;br /&gt;Anger, resentment and hurt built up,&lt;br /&gt;doors to happiness, being locked shut.&lt;br /&gt;Voices that come late into the night,&lt;br /&gt;as panic attacks in attempted flight.&lt;br /&gt;Frozen in fear, for eons it lasts,&lt;br /&gt;need to confront the ghosts of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918598113580172?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918598113580172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918598113580172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918598113580172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918598113580172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/life-storms.html' title='Life Storms'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918593990805716</id><published>2005-02-23T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:19:13.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sit here in silence,&lt;br /&gt;In meditative contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;What has brought me to this place,&lt;br /&gt;This stage of life's lessons learned?&lt;br /&gt;Was it love's fulfilling warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Or friends held so dear?&lt;br /&gt;Was it the good times had,&lt;br /&gt;Or partying til dawn?&lt;br /&gt;No! It was the crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918593990805716?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918593990805716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918593990805716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918593990805716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918593990805716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/lifes-lessons-learned.html' title='Life&apos;s Lessons Learned'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918586736211624</id><published>2005-02-23T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:04:02.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember back to the age of five&lt;br /&gt;his sneaking into my room at night&lt;br /&gt;love me&lt;br /&gt;touching, caressing, placing hands on me&lt;br /&gt;stealing the innocence from my soul&lt;br /&gt;help me&lt;br /&gt;I grew older, it didn't stop&lt;br /&gt;outrageous behavior no one would see&lt;br /&gt;leave me&lt;br /&gt;twisting of mind, body and soul&lt;br /&gt;shadows of anger, shame and hate&lt;br /&gt;killing me&lt;br /&gt;running away, from one to another&lt;br /&gt;drugs, alcohol, sex, out of control&lt;br /&gt;rescue me&lt;br /&gt;feeling like nothing, like slime, like a whore&lt;br /&gt;why did you do this?&lt;br /&gt;you were supposed to protect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918586736211624?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918586736211624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918586736211624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918586736211624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918586736211624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/innocence-lost.html' title='Innocence Lost'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918561366199417</id><published>2005-02-23T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:20:32.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the quiet time I walk,&lt;br /&gt;Stillness envelopes me like a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Moon glow softly caresses my skin,&lt;br /&gt;Star shine encircles my head like a crown.&lt;br /&gt;Sacred circle of Oaks beckon me forth,&lt;br /&gt;I dance among them like a child come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918561366199417?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918561366199417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918561366199417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918561366199417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918561366199417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-quiet-time.html' title='In the Quiet Time'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918556650875572</id><published>2005-02-23T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:03:12.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Name of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twin spires crumbled to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;clouds of disbelief billow&lt;br /&gt;Cowards, under the guise of martyrdom,&lt;br /&gt;killing in the name of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shock turns to fear, fear into anger,&lt;br /&gt;more innocence will suffer&lt;br /&gt;Heroes look like ordinary people,&lt;br /&gt;dying in the name of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families ripped apart, lives torn asunder,&lt;br /&gt;hatred flooding the world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing "Holy" about a war,&lt;br /&gt;fought in the name of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge and fear breed contempt,&lt;br /&gt;some have agendas to be met&lt;br /&gt;Angels crying at these acts,&lt;br /&gt;done in the name of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918556650875572?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918556650875572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918556650875572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918556650875572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918556650875572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-name-of-love.html' title='In the Name of Love'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918551463389617</id><published>2005-02-23T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:22:22.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loves Tender Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah the feel of his breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;The scent of him.&lt;br /&gt;The beating of his heart next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;His skin soft and warm,&lt;br /&gt;His arms strong and gentle.&lt;br /&gt;In loves tender embrace&lt;br /&gt;I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918551463389617?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918551463389617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918551463389617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918551463389617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918551463389617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-loves-tender-embrace.html' title='In Loves Tender Embrace'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918537601281066</id><published>2005-02-23T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:23:20.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Farewell sweet soul,&lt;br /&gt;Your flame burned too briefly&lt;br /&gt;And you were luminous!&lt;br /&gt;Farewell sweet soul,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts lifted by your smile&lt;br /&gt;Our lives brightened by your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell sweet soul,&lt;br /&gt;You've left the bonds of this mortal shell&lt;br /&gt;And gone home to peace.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell sweet soul,&lt;br /&gt;Know that you carry our love with you&lt;br /&gt;And you forever reside in our hearts!&lt;br /&gt;Farewell sweet soul,&lt;br /&gt;Know that you are loved and missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918537601281066?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918537601281066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918537601281066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918537601281066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918537601281066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918528313967109</id><published>2005-02-23T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:24:21.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember our songs, what your hugs felt like.&lt;br /&gt;I remember your love, tucking me in at night.&lt;br /&gt;I remember your smell, smile and laughter too.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that day, the panic I felt.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the pain, on my heart there's a welt.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day you were put into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I screamed, but out came no sound.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I felt abandoned, alone.&lt;br /&gt;I remember thinking; I can never come home.&lt;br /&gt;I remember you loved me, unconditionally too.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, I remember you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918528313967109?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918528313967109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918528313967109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918528313967109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918528313967109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/dear-mom.html' title='Dear Mom'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918507251655202</id><published>2005-02-23T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:25:10.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the darkness of the void,&lt;br /&gt;A single point of light.&lt;br /&gt;In emptiness alone,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;The One&lt;br /&gt;In longing split,&lt;br /&gt;Two halves of a whole.&lt;br /&gt;Their dance a vortex created,&lt;br /&gt;Conception in consummated love&lt;br /&gt;The Two&lt;br /&gt;In pain and joy birth waters erupt,&lt;br /&gt;Swirling energies beget life&lt;br /&gt;Suns, Moons, Earth and Sky,&lt;br /&gt;Galaxies born this night&lt;br /&gt;The Many&lt;br /&gt;In ecstasy of creation they dance,&lt;br /&gt;Their children populate&lt;br /&gt;Stories and songs will praise&lt;br /&gt;as we become,&lt;br /&gt;The All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918507251655202?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918507251655202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Beneath the Harvest Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goblins dance upon the lawn&lt;br /&gt;Chanting and fighting by bonfires light,&lt;br /&gt;Werewolves howl until morn&lt;br /&gt;Beasties and ghosties invade the night,&lt;br /&gt;The time for witches is coming soon&lt;br /&gt;to sing and chant and celebrate,&lt;br /&gt;They gather 'neath the harvest moon&lt;br /&gt;between the worlds they guard the gate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918499646929062?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918499646929062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918489246399538</id><published>2005-02-23T12:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:26:32.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Autmn's Flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Riding wind, dancing breeze&lt;br /&gt;Summer's end, turning leaves&lt;br /&gt;Amber hues, Golden grass&lt;br /&gt;Autumn muse, beauty surpass&lt;br /&gt;Flickering flame, bonfire roar&lt;br /&gt;Energy raised, spirits soar&lt;br /&gt;Broomsticks swept, darkness meet&lt;br /&gt;Cauldron bubbles, circles complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918489246399538?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918489246399538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918489246399538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918489246399538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918489246399538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/autmns-flame.html' title='Autmn&apos;s Flame'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918474410907297</id><published>2005-02-23T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:27:06.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coletta's Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunflowers bowing,&lt;br /&gt;As monks on their way to prayer&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes hanging on the vine,&lt;br /&gt;Like monkeys in a tree&lt;br /&gt;Bean stalks reaching to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the giant&lt;br /&gt;Raspberries blush in mornings light,&lt;br /&gt;Like a girl's first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Peppers gliding along the ground,&lt;br /&gt;As if swimming in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;Little cabbages in a row,&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in a chorus line&lt;br /&gt;Little parcel of land,&lt;br /&gt;Lush with life&lt;br /&gt;Wandering and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;In Auntie Coletta's garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918474410907297?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918474410907297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918474410907297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918474410907297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918474410907297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/colettas-garden.html' title='Coletta&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110918003269805881</id><published>2005-02-23T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:02:13.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An overgrown pathway in a wooded glen,&lt;br /&gt;I follow it.&lt;br /&gt;Through brambles and thorns a clearing appears,&lt;br /&gt;I enter it.&lt;br /&gt;A weather worn stone standing in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;I go to it.&lt;br /&gt;A plot overgrown with weeds and decay,&lt;br /&gt;I sit near it.&lt;br /&gt;Why a sentinel in this forgotten place,&lt;br /&gt;I ask of it.&lt;br /&gt;The sun beating down I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of it.&lt;br /&gt;Of life and love of death and rebirth,&lt;br /&gt;I learn of it.&lt;br /&gt;All are connected through the light of life,&lt;br /&gt;I finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;I found this path I was meant to take,&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk upon it.&lt;br /&gt;I will learn the lessons it has to teach,&lt;br /&gt;I'll treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;When I come to the end and journey home,&lt;br /&gt;I will remember it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110918003269805881?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110918003269805881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110918003269805881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918003269805881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110918003269805881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/2005/02/path.html' title='The Path'/><author><name>broomhilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07674736161807229789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110917995988380324</id><published>2005-02-23T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:28:34.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Within these castle walls I see&lt;br /&gt;A gathering of souls&lt;br /&gt;Lost in memories of lives they led&lt;br /&gt;And ancient battles fought.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to escape the past&lt;br /&gt;They roam the castle yard&lt;br /&gt;The glory of their youth it seems&lt;br /&gt;Is what is being sought.&lt;br /&gt;Witches gather in the court&lt;br /&gt;The circle has been cast&lt;br /&gt;Aid to those who've lost their way&lt;br /&gt;Consumes their every thought.&lt;br /&gt;Ancestors honored on this night&lt;br /&gt;Guide them to their rest&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the shadowy veil they go&lt;br /&gt;Where loneliness is naught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110917995988380324?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110917978224456392</id><published>2005-02-23T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:29:13.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As I lay Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dragons stalk behind the ivy veil&lt;br /&gt;Emerging from the crimson well,&lt;br /&gt;Unicorns prance upon an ocean of grass,&lt;br /&gt;The fey dance, specters in the wood,&lt;br /&gt;Trees swaying silver leaves,&lt;br /&gt;Undines play, surfing waves of blue,&lt;br /&gt;Visions come unbidden, as I lay sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110917978224456392?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110917973140346646</id><published>2005-02-23T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:29:51.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My lips part slightly&lt;br /&gt;And with whisper softness&lt;br /&gt;A feather brushes them&lt;br /&gt;Exquisite torture&lt;br /&gt;My body&lt;br /&gt;Tense with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;I tremble&lt;br /&gt;you press your lips to mine&lt;br /&gt;Tidal waves of pleasure carry me away&lt;br /&gt;All from a simple kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110917973140346646?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/251/1918/640/vicky%20006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11032643.post-110917962278671697</id><published>2005-02-23T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:30:36.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A flower in Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Withered like a flower in winter,&lt;br /&gt;that part of me being splintered.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty in life I no longer find,&lt;br /&gt;buried in shattered parts of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Now life, has grown cold,&lt;br /&gt;in what is left of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Where laughter and love should have been,&lt;br /&gt;lives a pain I cannot mend.&lt;br /&gt;Trust of a child was destroyed,&lt;br /&gt;dreams of a girl, null and void.&lt;br /&gt;From abuse, comes only pain,&lt;br /&gt;stamped on a heart, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;A spirit to be encouraged to grow,&lt;br /&gt;beaten apart till it fell too low.&lt;br /&gt;Body and mind totally trashed,&lt;br /&gt;leaving trust completely smashed.&lt;br /&gt;Hopes shattered 'til they were waste,&lt;br /&gt;leaving a soul, with pieces misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;Anger, resentment, pain and fear,&lt;br /&gt;twisted a life that once was so dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11032643-110917962278671697?l=broomhilda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broomhilda2.blogspot.com/feeds/110917962278671697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11032643&amp;postID=110917962278671697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11032643/posts/default/110917962278671697'/><link rel='self' 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