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Emi's Works: December 2008
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008. End of 2008: The Year Regrets. We're are quickly entering 2009 and I find myself excited, happy and ready for the new year. I have high expectations for good stuff coming, need for lots of trips and starting things fresh and tidy in the coming year. PS: They are in random order and numbering does not necessarily correspond to importance. We should indulge such an activity at one of those blogger parties. 3 Get My Six Pack. 4 Tell Her I love You. 5 Get Behind The Wheel. There...
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feather-behind-the-veil: March 2009
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Friday, 27 March 2009. Hear I am again,. Imperfect and flawed,. Made crippled and lame,. By the things I adored. I'm feeling the heat. Its not been a breeze. And i have to admit. Life's got me on my knees. I look left and right. Turn from side to side. There's no one in sight. And i wish i could say. I came to you first. But I gave in to pride,. Thought I could get on alone. The things I s...
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feather-behind-the-veil: Some day...
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Friday, 30 April 2010. I really will stop dreaming,. You'll see, I'll. I'll pick myself up and. Quit playing like a pup. Begin walking the talk,. This time I won't balk. I'll gather my dreams,. And map my whims. I'll write that story,. Tell her I said sorry. I'll do more than watch,. I'll learn, I'll coach. Ill wear that damn dress,. With stilettos, no less. I'll go to a music studio,.
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feather-behind-the-veil: May 2010
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Saturday, 22 May 2010. I know once again what it means to be free,. To be drowning in wave after wave of your mercy,. Drunk on the joy of your salvation,. Feeling the wonder of being your creation,. I am the climber that's finally reached the peak,. A composer who found the perfect pitch,. The scientist with the illusive cure,. A muddy stream suddenly made pure. But by HIs grace I'm free.
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feather-behind-the-veil: November 2008
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Monday, 24 November 2008. Home again, home again,. When shall I see my home again,. When shall I see my little brother,. I'll never forget my home. Monday, November 24, 2008. Monday, 10 November 2008. My heart bows in anguish at the choice I must make. Any semblance of joy withers at its thought. The growing apprehension bears down like a cloud,. Monday, November 10, 2008. And I saw you.
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feather-behind-the-veil: April 2010
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Friday, 30 April 2010. I really will stop dreaming,. You'll see, I'll. I'll pick myself up and. Quit playing like a pup. Begin walking the talk,. This time I won't balk. I'll gather my dreams,. And map my whims. I'll write that story,. Tell her I said sorry. I'll do more than watch,. I'll learn, I'll coach. Ill wear that damn dress,. With stilettos, no less. I'll go to a music studio,.
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feather-behind-the-veil: April 2009
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Monday, 20 April 2009. You sit there with your chisel steadily. Whittling away at my patience,. Looking for wounds to reopen,. Scouring for untouched places to lay claim to,. Unmarked skin to scar. With such singleminded determination,. Its almost admirable,. Over and over again you curve at my spirit,. Until I feel like my sanity is lost. Sometimes it is indeed lost. Monday, April 20, 2009.
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feather-behind-the-veil: Small Enough
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This is meant to be my euphoria, a dwelling of sweet madness, where I can just be myself- a feather behind the veil. Thursday, 23 June 2011. Oh great God be small enough to hear me now. There are times when I was crying. From the dark of Daniel's. And I have asked you once or twice. To part the sea again. But tonight I do not need a fiery pillar in the sky. You're gonna hold me if I start to cry. Oh Great God be small enough to hear me now. God be close enough to feel you now. There have been times.