Monthly Archives: October 2012

You Built

you built these walls because you want, but not badly enough to want to climb your own walls. ~ cj 2012.10.31 Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe … Continue reading

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Quiet Surprise

It’s quiet in here as I let the decision ‘not to’ sink in. I don’t hear a solitary peep and certainly not the roaring of chaotic thoughts I imagined would come barreling through all jumbled in my head from a … Continue reading

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I’m Proud of Myself

I came in 66 out of 67 in my age group for the 10 mile Run For The Water last Sunday. And can I tell you? I’m gosh-darn PROUD of myself! 🙂 Perhaps you wouldn’t be, and perhaps you think … Continue reading

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You Want

you want these rules because you want, but not badly enough to want to break your own rules. ~ cj 2012.10.28 I want to write more about this. But here is a start. Can you see it? So much is … Continue reading

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Taking Out The Trash

I am taking out my trash, while I am noticing these things, so I text you all of this with pictures. It may be cheesy, it may be unconventional, but this is what I want to think about today. Here’s … Continue reading

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I Am Guilty

I called you, I did. I am quite guilty of this: I was going to read you Titanic, a poem he graciously sent me. It would likely make you cry, as I am now weeping, and I knew that when … Continue reading

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No More Sheet Music

I’ve been playing piano since I was 5, and took lessons for well over 20 years….all classical, always reading or memorizing sheet music. I never learned improvisation, composition, chords and chord progressions or theory. About 2 years ago, I put … Continue reading

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Happy Birthday Dad

Today is my Dad’s birthday, or would have been. He died in May of this year, 6 months ago today. Give him a gift, Facebook suggests. I would, I most certainly would. It’s not that I’m cheap, or don’t care, … Continue reading

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Smiling Back

Perhaps when you found me, you thought my better days had passed me by. I will allow It’s hard to miss I’m a wee bit worn. But you didn’t pass me by as there I lay, enough left in me … Continue reading

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On My Own

It is dusk, with night not far behind, and soon enough, the lights will be on. Until then, I’ve got enough in me to glow in the dark on my own. ~ cj 2012.10.09 Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post … Continue reading

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Plenty Of Room

I went to the place I go when my heart seeks peace, to see if you’d fit in my new life, which includes this. When I got there I found plenty of beauty and discovered more than enough room. ~ … Continue reading

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Me

It’s so sweetly intimate that it makes my heart tingle and feels like you’ve whispered something softly in my ear that only we know whenever you sign your email or a colorful card with Me Bookmark on Delicious Digg this … Continue reading

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MY Music

I just created a space for myself on Soundboard to upload my piano creations. http://www.soundboard.com/sb/cjromb I have NO composition, chord progression or music theory training. I’ve been playing classical piano from sheet music since I was 5, but I’d largely … Continue reading

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What I Love About Poetry

What I love about poetry is that I can use any words in any way I choose without regard to anybody else’s rules. These words are freely available for me to lay about in any shape on any surface with … Continue reading

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Sometimes

Sometimes the joke isn’t witty enough and the laughter isn’t nearly raucous enough to cover up the hurt lurking beneath, crouching for safety in the shadows of a silky sheer grin. And Sometimes it takes only the tiniest whisper from … Continue reading

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