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Shannon Snyder Poem
i write these words, but what do they mean?
a few letters, the meanings can't be seen.
use your imagination and think of the word green.
what do you see? i saw a tree.
no close your eyes and think of the word smile.
what comes to mind? sometimes it's hard unless you think for a while.
now think of happy, what does it mean to you?
my happy could be something completley different, something i hold onto.
so each letter in each word i write means something different to each reader.
do me a favor and write a story where the letters don't matter, it's the story that
counts.
Close your eyes, and you're there.
the words are simply a guide.
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in all my life i have never seen
a sight as beautiful as you.
silver beams dance across your face.
and i fall into you.
the breeze swirls and plays around us.
how could i have found something so miraculous.
the grass is our bed.
and the stars our quilt.
with heaven beside me,
the flower that is you, will never wilt.
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please don't take me,
i'm not ready to go.
as the light swirls around me,
i feel my heart start to slow.
it feels like waves crashing on me,
sweeping me up, letting me flow.
the noise around me starts to fade.
the silence cutting like a blade.
i realize i'm no longer awake.
i hear someone yelling "come back"
my body starts to quake.
i start to drift again, the peace over coming me.
the voice cracks though the silence.
i wake in a mountain of debris.
peace fades and pain takes over.
i'm afraid to open my eyes. afraid of what i'll see.
that voice chanting "thank God" brings me back.
thank you jesus, for that voice.
i'm not sure who's it was, but they saved my life.
Copyright © Shannon Snyder | Year Posted 2006
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To value something of no value is the biggest value of all.
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i have dirt on my shoe
and i don't care.
i have a stain on my shirt.
and i don't care.
i have a knot in my hair.
you know what, i don't care.
i lost my job and have not a penny to my name.
and i don't care.
i have a thorn in my side, and a mind that weighs a ton.
and i don't care.
the sun no longer shines, and the moon has turned black.
and i don't care.
i know that you'll be waiting for me when i come home.
and that's all that matters.
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The five ways I’m gonna win your heart.
First I’m gonna make you feel smart.
Then I’m gonna smile and look deep into your eyes.
Then I’m gonna make your stomach get those butterflies.
Fourth thing is kinda tricky.
It may even get kinda sticky.
I’m gonna touch your face, and hug you tight.
Make you want to stay with me tonight.
The fifth thing should come in ease.
I’ll simply ask: will you fall in love with me please?
By this point your knees should be shaking.
I’ll tell you my heart is yours for the taking.
We’ll fall madly in love.
And we’ll stay together forever, even when push comes to shove.
I’ll be yours, and you’ll be mine.
And every time we look at each other, chills will go up our spine.
Now I just have to put my plan in affect.
It will be so beautiful when we finally connect.
Can’t stop me now, cause here I go.
Hopefully it will work. I’ll let you know.
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missing you.
feeling lost.
didn't know i needed you so much.
but now you're gone.
and i'm all alone.
i need you.
not just want.
i physically need you.
my heart could stop.
my legs could collapse.
i need you like air in my lungs.
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There are three things every woman needs to know.
1. Boobs out.
2. Shoulders back.
3. Chin up.
Confidence is knowing who you are and being proud of it.
Let no one bring you down.
One last tip:
Keep your nose clean.
Copyright © Shannon Snyder | Year Posted 2007
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do you like the way i hurt?
do you see the way i feel?
you can't stand and tell me, this pain isn't real.
do you hear me bleed?
can you smell my fear?
everything would be better if you weren't here.
you're raping my spirt every day you're inside.
i said i could deal with it, but i lied.
i want you out, i want you to go away.
this cancer is eating me more every single day.
be strong.
hang on.
i can only do so much.
i don't want you to be my crutch.
i'm falling. faster and faster day by day.
just tell me that you'll still love me, when i pass away.
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that painting i look at every day.
god i wish i was there.
the beautiful orange leaves falling everywhere.
an old house just calling my name.
in the middle of nowhere.
i close my eyes and imagine the breeze.
it feels cool, i start to sneeze.
the clouds are moving to the west.
i lay down a blanket and watch the sun set.
the sun goes down as my phone rings.
i'm back at the office my dream is gone.
i look at the painting whistfully, i'll be back.
i start to loose focus, there i am, under that tree.
staring at the clouds as leaves fall around me.
snap, back at the office again.
until tomorrow my beautiful friend.
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