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The Empty Cup

First time since I took pen in hand I do question why Does any of help in any way at all? Just smoke in the sky I try to pour all of myself out Emptying my cup Just a tired old bag of bones Inside I’m a pup Many of you are now my friends As I seek the truth I have dealt with all my pain Back to my youth I live my life inside of a shell I am breaking free By the lessons I have learned I only wish to see How to offer you other folk Things that I know Kind of like that old farmer Reaping what I sow I never look in my cup Empty or its full Either way that it turns out Writing is my tool ---------------------------- I do love you all I hope that it shows, for this love is real.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/9/2009 1:22:00 PM
Your cup is full brother!! At least it seems so in that it's always spilling open introspective poetry all over the place. I admire your ability to share yourself without hiding behind metaphors and clever phrasing....you come right out and bare your soul. THAT makes you a great writer my friend...keep the cup tipped and spilling!! Much love, Steve
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Date: 5/9/2009 6:11:00 AM
Thanks for your comments on my poem Mother's Love, this is all me Great write. My Mother died in my arms at the age of 41yrs I still miss her very much. Keep writting (: your'e Good !
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Date: 5/8/2009 8:58:00 AM
All I know, is I am so glad you write or we never would have met. How many others feel this way? How many love you? Too many, for you teach one of the most important things, it is ok to be real, to be honest, and to open up your heart to the world. Who does that? Your story touches us all, teaches us all and brings our own love forth, along with a great respect, for you. Never stop writing Michael. Love, Shar YF4L
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Date: 5/7/2009 10:44:00 PM
Be assured that your love always flows freely through your pen, MJ. And since you "sow" seeds of love, that is what you reap from your readers. God bless you; this is such a touching poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 5/7/2009 5:05:00 PM
Yes, writing is your tool and we are all touched by it. Love, BG
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Date: 5/7/2009 4:27:00 PM
Kindred Michael. what can i say, other than we write what we know, so others may learn, grow, and maybe even open up a doorway they never kjnew existed before. we write for healing. we write because it is what we do, what was given to us with open hands and heart as a gift. and gifts must always be given. love you and your soul my friend, Kristin
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Date: 5/7/2009 11:13:00 AM
Terrific writing brother...the releasing of your soul through your pen and making your heart sing through your words is just brillaint..your writes and experiences in the world offers so much to those who have walked the same mile or those who are without a clue..you are great and your words are fire.
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Date: 5/7/2009 10:43:00 AM
a wonderful poem, your poems are always uplifting giving positive messages to others, I love writing to its theraputic, you are a valued and dear friend to many here on soup keep writing my friend your words will be helping others in many many ways much more than you know, your poems help me a great deal epsecialy the faith poems, you in many thoughts and many hearts God bless you from diane
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