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Sunday, January 27, 2013

Rich Man, Poor Man, Bigot or..


Rich Man, Poor Man, Bigot or.......................

cnwriterStarred PageBy cnwriter, 11th Sep 2012 || Short URL http://nut.bz/n5rileq2/
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Are you homeless or helpless choosing which way to go what to see is the journey we all take within. Our thoughts and feelings about who we are and who others are influence the way we see ourselves and others....enjoy!

Regret No, Sorry No

Do I regret that my husband died when he was forty
No I dont
It was his time to go and so he went


Do I feel sorry for the hopeless masses
No I dont
They choose to be that way


At least most of them

Of course I can hear you say you mean old bitch
And I agree but only about not feeling sorry

First of all those folk preferred to drop out of society
At least many of them
They had had enough of all the stupidity associated with wealth
And took an easier and less stressful way out


Have you ever talked to one of them
(Or are you to fastidious to sink that low)
Well I stop and speak and listen for they have many a tale to tell of the hell
Of being a banker, lawyer, politician and such like


Now with their doggies by their side they wheel their bag filled trolley down the alley and poke around in dustbins to see what they can find

A smile upon their face

Where Is Your Smile

Do you have a smile on yours
You satiated big bellied dogmatic racist
I have seen so many of you do your number
Standing in your pride and ignorance
Judging those who are different to you


Oh well I guess you need the Light too so here it is...lots of it FTHG

A Lighter Vein

I guess it is time now to write in a different vein of love and light, compassion, caring and the like
All the things that mean so much to me and many of you too
A useful adjunct I must add again that beauty is in the eye of the beholder just as all things are and we see others by reflection of what is inside ourselves

And as we go through our many lifetimes reaping the wind or some such thing
Till we finally learn that when we do it to the least one of us we do it to ourselves

Oh have I struck a tender place inside of you if so then resonate and know that you too have places to go
No matter who you are high or low
These lessons of life come forward to be learned

Give thanks that is so

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Julie for the pics

I write on everything from erotica to spirituality here are some
hereOde to the One Within
hereNights in White Satin
herePowers Latent in Man
hereNosferatu

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I have been writing on food, wine, travel, cosmic creation and erotica for over 30 years I do horoscopes and numerology and readings.

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author avatarcnwriter
11th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Mark and I did not know there was a poetry prose although I have asked for it a number of times....blessings..
author avatarSteve Kinsman
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Only a select few can pull off the feat of writing poetry prose, and you have succeeded masterfully, cnwriter.
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you so much Steve...living under the conditions I am now I guess the inspiration is saving me....xox
author avatarrama devi nina
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Ditto what Steve said :)
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Siva...
author avatarBob Brown
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Like a cut diamond you have have so many facets, but I follow each and every one reflected as there is always a perfect image to see. RB
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
wow Bob...thank you for this comment...wow!
author avatarBuzz
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Simply brilliant!
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you as always Buzz...
author avatarwritingforfun
12th Sep 2012 (#)
this is lovely dear
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you too...
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Lady A...but I removed your long winded comment...too much
author avatarKatherine Johnson
12th Sep 2012 (#)
This is quite interesting and I liked it but how can someone be happy when they are homeless.
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
why not...it might mean giving up pre-conceived ideas of what makes one happy..but happiness is often found inside..just the joy of being and many homeless smile and laugh at the freedom they enjoy...
author avatarSivaramakrishnan A
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Thanks Carolina for a thoughtful post. I am happier with poor folks as they are more contented than the rich. Most of the latter live a life of negativity - a prisoner and slave of their wealth - siva
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
so very very true Siva....
author avatarChristine Crowley
12th Sep 2012 (#)
Siva said it best - and I did enjoy your article!
author avatarcnwriter
12th Sep 2012 (#)
thank you Christine....appreciated...
author avatarMd Rezaul Karim
16th Sep 2012 (#)
Great human touch I can feel in this poetical sweet lines, along with paintings and video.
author avatarcnwriter
16th Sep 2012 (#)
so kind of you Md...thank you..
author avatarDuitByJames
28th Jan 2013 (#)
Seventh sojourn on a train from the Bronx on my way to another beginning 1973 , Seams are not that far for me.
author avatarcnwriter
28th Jan 2013 (#)
thank you James...

Sunday, September 2, 2012

There Was a Boy...a tale of forgotten Loves



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We have all experienced heart rending pangs at the loss of one we thought we loved..Gone they are but memories still linger...a rather foolish thing to do but being human is just part of that melodrama...

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time a Frenchman loved me and I loved him
At least I thought I did!
Passionate he was about me although he wrote
'We are too passionate and this could be difficult one day'
Of course it could would for he was gay

But oh so beautiful he was in every way

and I the clown.....
Like me he could intone in many ways
Sometimes deep and sometimes high
Melodic ways to show each other

Voicing that we cared

Gone So Near Away

Now he has gone so near away
At least down the road his showroom moved
Although I see it every day
As I drive by


Sometimes I look into the windows
Of his glorious Atelier
Filled with furniture and lighting
Accessories to blow your mind


but mine was blown long ago

Does He Know

I wonder if he knows I think about him
Write pages about him
Does he care
I know not and care not too

For on a different path am I


He wanted this way to go
But could not handle the energy
Of something so profound

Spiritual energy
It blew his mind
And took his person far away from me

Those of You who Read This Page

Many of you who read this page
Have had experiences such as mine
Such as this

To what end did you take your self
Or did you let it blow your mind
And in your grave let lie


goodbye......

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write here for wikinut here
youtube for the video
google for the pics
Julie for the pics

read more of my pages click on cnwriter at top of this page ..I write on erotica, travel, film reviews, cosmic creation and many other subjects
hereRecognizing the Beauty Within Us All
hereBanished Queen of Egypt and Akhnaten
hereErotica Sublime...Poetry Divine


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author avatarcnwriter
I have been writing on food, wine, travel, cosmic creation and erotica for over 30 years I do horoscopes and numerology and readings. I write on expertscolumn.com under nortyme1