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Paula Reger Poem
Life is like a blacksmith's forge,
with crushing blows, and heat that melts,
the iron that is forged to steel,
is purified by a remorseless will.
Some people run from the smithy's shop,
along the easiest road they quickly stop,
they are only iron, a metal base,
in the sun and rain they rust and waste.
Our time in the forge must be steady and sure,
the blows and heat make a steel that's pure,
a supple frame that will carry it's load,
easy or hard we'll walk the roads,
and give our strength when needed.
Memories are colored gold,
not as if money were the force by which we were driven,
but, golden through the love and warmth,
that we receive or that we have given.
"A gentle touch
a word soft-spoken,
prove the
shepherds heart."
You have weathered storms and floods,
that would have broken lesser hearts,
your trials and tribulations
would have swept the weak apart.
"A gentle touch
a word soft-spoken,
prove the
shepherds heart."
Your heart and words
bridge the sea
that keeps us
both apart."
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2014
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Missing your voice
missing your calls
didn't think you would do it
i guess i blew it
thought at least we could be friends
but that i couldn't stand
wanted you as my man
i didn't want to pretend
go back to holding hands
watch you be with someone else
that's something i couldn't have felt
watch my heart break
break and shatter
what does it matter?
only thinking about this
makes me sadder
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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i'm so bored,
not much to do,
watch the tube,
no good news,
same old, same old
who rang my doorbell?
someone trying to sell,
go away!
stop bugging me!
I don't want anything,
if it's not free!
sick of this,
what can I do?
Where can I be?
Maybe I could find someone to go see.
stupid game shows,
I don't want to watch,
just trying to brainwash,
use a little bleach.
always trying to teach
trying to reach,
trying to preach,
just like a big leech!
Want to rip the t.v. to shreds
with my teeth!
A t.v. is a strange thing.
Something I could pawn.
Something to throw on the lawn,
something that makes me yawn,
something that keeps me up til dawn,
Boring, boring
Snoring.
Oops, I fell asleep!
Passes the time by so slowly.
Sick of t.v.,
and all it's trash!
Oh no!
Another rerun
of M*A*S*H!
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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Trapped like a mouse!
Squished like a bug!
Stuck like glue. Eeeew!
Scared stiff like a deer caught in the head lights!
Shaking like a leaf.
Sick as a dog.
Dumb as a doorknob.
Blind as a bat.
Mad as hell!
One thing I'm not lately is,
sleeping like a baby!
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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Don't you think you've done enough hurt?
Taking me for all that I'm worth?
Now you want to rub it in my face!
I'm trying hard to act as if you don't exist.
Just to let you know,
you're not even missed!
I hope you're both happy,
and life is all roses,
cause people like you,
only have turned up noses!
I'm not glad cause I got to see
how people like you,
use people like me!
I've been watching it for awhile,
should have seen it coming from a mile!
You both deserve each other,
you're both backstabbing and fake!
Thats the only thing
out of you I can make.
You're just the kind that likes to take!
Someday in hell,
you'll both bake!
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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It's really sick to believe
I would ever want to think about you again.
It's hard to find any good memories,
none to my recollection.
Was so hard for you to show any affection,
couldn't meet any of my expectations.
Always coming up short
or never coming home at all.
Something I have to contend with
i guess all the time you were pretending,
think it's really all beyond any mending,
to me it was just plain offending,
investigation pending.
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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It couldn't have fit me better, like it was sewn especially for me.
A cruel joke from God, I thought, possibly.
And yes, sadness washed over me like I knew it would.
glarred so briefly at myself in the mirror.
Wow, I actually could pass as being somewhat pure!
Standing there studying the intricasies of pearls and beads.
This is one garment in my life, that will just never be.
Do you want it? You can have it, my girlfriend said to me.
I looked sharply back at her and sarcastically muttered, please!
You look like a princess, she added. It fits you so perfectly.
I finally had all i could take, please unzip it,
for heavens sake!
Then i thought about it a little more as I starred at the silken train.
It's exactly what I always thought I would wear.
I really thought this day would come for me.
I'm sure it will sell fast on ebay, to a love drowned bride to be.
And she'll make the perfect wife, along with her husband,
then a family.
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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Waking up
with the sun
realizing you're really gone
all alone again
made a list
of things to do
have to write it all down
my thoughts running astray
wish you would have stayed
you're gone now
you're history
you're not even missing me
I need to be strong
and move on
but I want to run
and hide away
things broken
I don't know how to fix them
some hurt, will never heal
the main reasons for how I feel
been through this before
know it all too well
thought I would have learned by now
thought I would know how
you're gone now
you're history
you're not even missing me
I miss you kissing me
I need to be strong
and carry on
but I want to run
and hide away
thinking about it all
for so long now
trying to figure out
a way to get you back
but what's the point
in doing that?
when you don't even
believe in me
you're gone now
you're history
you're not even missing me
I need to be strong
and move on
but I want to run
and hide away
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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still when i wake
feel u took
all there was to take!
ain't no mistake
excuse me
cause i feel
excuse me
cause i'm real!
don't really hurt
just from u
but just like to blame
most of it on u!
i don't know how to face it
hate to think and retrace it
i could never quite place it
left me to be the one to chase it!
just keep on being cold
you're the one that was sold
i'm the one u tried to shape and mold
how many times do u have to be told?
this whole thing is gettng really old!
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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Lies
The only things you tell me now
I don't believe your words anymore
Lies
Everyone you have been with
Everywhere you've been
Lies
Can't look at my face
Can't look me in the eyes
Lies
Can't act very convincing
when you're telling me
Lies
Takes a man to admit he's done wrong
Takes a man to say he's sorry
Lies
But you're too busy
making up your next story
Lies
Copyright © Paula Reger | Year Posted 2010
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