Submissions by buddydog
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th Nov 2021 5:44pm
8th Nov 2021 5:44pm
The Paul Place and Margaret
The Paul Place is located in the Bluff District of Twiggs County near Marion Georgia. Robert and his brother John settled there in the 18th century. Robert and John were very prosperous maintaining a farm with cattle, livestock and orchard. The Paul’s were know for their hospitality. They both had fine homes and were also hunters. They had some of the best hunting dogs in the area. Their farms produced much sought after commodities such as fruits, vegetables, sugar cane syrup and hickory smoked hams.
Robert and his wife adopted twin girls. Margaret and Mindy Mimbs. They were...
Robert and his wife adopted twin girls. Margaret and Mindy Mimbs. They were...
#ghosts
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Oct 2021 1:41pm
26th Oct 2021 1:41pm
Things I Know To Be True From Experience
Everyday, everyone has to choose between good and evil. Our choices define our destiny.
The only threat a woman has, is the threat of another woman.
A dog is truly a person’s best friend, sometimes their only friend.
Money has no real value. Its value comes from the values of the people that earn it.
If a nail will not drive into a piece of wood without bending... run the nail through your hair, between your head and hat band.
When there are 3 or more men working together, all the men will band together and single out one to make fun...
The only threat a woman has, is the threat of another woman.
A dog is truly a person’s best friend, sometimes their only friend.
Money has no real value. Its value comes from the values of the people that earn it.
If a nail will not drive into a piece of wood without bending... run the nail through your hair, between your head and hat band.
When there are 3 or more men working together, all the men will band together and single out one to make fun...
#wisdom
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jul 2021 3:31am
15th Jul 2021 3:31am
My Mother’s Love
I never realized all that you gave
With unconditional love
I never realized all the sacrifices you made
You held me when I was afraid
With the softness of a glove
I never realized all that you gave
Your strength made me behave
With heavenly hands from above
I never realized all the sacrifices you made
You taught my heart to be brave
With compassion thereof
I never realized all that you gave
You showed me only God can save
With devotion of a turtle dove
I never realized all the...
With unconditional love
I never realized all the sacrifices you made
You held me when I was afraid
With the softness of a glove
I never realized all that you gave
Your strength made me behave
With heavenly hands from above
I never realized all the sacrifices you made
You taught my heart to be brave
With compassion thereof
I never realized all that you gave
You showed me only God can save
With devotion of a turtle dove
I never realized all the...
#love
#mother
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2021 1:38am
24th May 2021 1:38am
Deeper Shade Of Blue
Most days I greatly miss you
Today it’s a deeper shade of blue
All I can think about is the falls
And the wind through the pines
Just three doors down was our sound
Now memories are just laying around
Like broken pieces of liquid glass
Between the ripples the reflection is missing you
When the midnight hour is upon me
And the stars no longer shine
Your memories are like stones
They only hurt when I crash on them alone
I heard life had gotten out of control
And you almost lost your soul
I can...
Today it’s a deeper shade of blue
All I can think about is the falls
And the wind through the pines
Just three doors down was our sound
Now memories are just laying around
Like broken pieces of liquid glass
Between the ripples the reflection is missing you
When the midnight hour is upon me
And the stars no longer shine
Your memories are like stones
They only hurt when I crash on them alone
I heard life had gotten out of control
And you almost lost your soul
I can...
#IMissYou
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2021 1:54pm
23rd Apr 2021 1:54pm
Cliché
I love you, I care
Such cliché
Your Integrity
Is what reflects everyday
Such cliché
Your Integrity
Is what reflects everyday
#love
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2021 6:22am
14th Apr 2021 6:22am
A Sacrifice Of
Forgiveness and love
A nailed scarred hand
On the wings of a dove
A Light from above
Not as a command
Forgiveness and love
No open shove
A victory planned
On the wings of a dove
Endurance without a glove
A cross not a stand
Forgiveness and love
A sacrifice of
They don’t understand
On the wings of a dove
The spirit thereof
Arose across the land
Forgiveness and love
On the wings of a dove
A nailed scarred hand
On the wings of a dove
A Light from above
Not as a command
Forgiveness and love
No open shove
A victory planned
On the wings of a dove
Endurance without a glove
A cross not a stand
Forgiveness and love
A sacrifice of
They don’t understand
On the wings of a dove
The spirit thereof
Arose across the land
Forgiveness and love
On the wings of a dove
#love
#forgiveness
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Mar 2021 3:21pm
30th Mar 2021 3:21pm
Daydreams
I had a dream, you were there
We met in a familiar place
As the sound of seagulls filled the air
The wind gently blowing your hair
We walked along the shore without a trace
I had a dream, you were there
We reminisce of the secrets we share
Holding each other like leather and lace
As the sound of seagulls filled the air
I was captivated with this affair
Hanging on to memories without disgrace
I had a dream, you were there
I was awakened in despair
I searched...
We met in a familiar place
As the sound of seagulls filled the air
The wind gently blowing your hair
We walked along the shore without a trace
I had a dream, you were there
We reminisce of the secrets we share
Holding each other like leather and lace
As the sound of seagulls filled the air
I was captivated with this affair
Hanging on to memories without disgrace
I had a dream, you were there
I was awakened in despair
I searched...
#dreams
#FeelingLost
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2021 00:31am
25th Mar 2021 00:31am
What Is Love
Is it the sacrifice of motherhood
Is it something we say
Is it a feeling we misunderstood
Is it someone we can’t live without
Is it desire or passion
Is it trust or doubt
Is it emotional or a mental state
Is it a hand nailed to a cross
Or is it the reason why we hate
Is it something we say
Is it a feeling we misunderstood
Is it someone we can’t live without
Is it desire or passion
Is it trust or doubt
Is it emotional or a mental state
Is it a hand nailed to a cross
Or is it the reason why we hate
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Mar 2021 2:26pm
20th Mar 2021 2:26pm
Red Skies
As we travel across this ocean of life
We shared all the red skies at night
It wasn’t the love, but the way we unite
Sometimes we drifted off course
With red skies in the morning
We held on until a new day dawning
This friendship sailed with sails tattered and worn
It wasn’t the wind, but the faithful oar
Hand in hand we walk upon the shore
We shared all the red skies at night
It wasn’t the love, but the way we unite
Sometimes we drifted off course
With red skies in the morning
We held on until a new day dawning
This friendship sailed with sails tattered and worn
It wasn’t the wind, but the faithful oar
Hand in hand we walk upon the shore
#BestFriend
#friendship
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Mar 2021 3:14pm
14th Mar 2021 3:14pm
I Stand
I stand where the ocean meets the sand
As I cry one foot is wet the other is dry
My Heart is in the middle my soul tears me apart
A sunrise is filled with the warmth of your eyes
A sunset is filled with darkness and regrets
If I disappear the truth will become clear
If I stand tall there’s no evidence of the fall
I can no longer live my mind cannot forgive
Do I let go or surrender to the ebb and flow
I stand where the ocean meets the sand
As I cry one foot is wet the other is dry
My Heart is in the middle my soul tears me apart
A sunrise is filled with the warmth of your eyes
A sunset is filled with darkness and regrets
If I disappear the truth will become clear
If I stand tall there’s no evidence of the fall
I can no longer live my mind cannot forgive
Do I let go or surrender to the ebb and flow
I stand where the ocean meets the sand
#hate
#forgiveness
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Mar 2021 5:54pm
10th Mar 2021 5:54pm
Pocket Watches, Knives and Belt Buckles
The older I get the less I place a value on wealth. It’s seems that the things I once considered valuable doesn’t really seem valuable anymore. However the sentimental value of things can bring more satisfaction and comfort than all the money in the world.
I have an old pocket watch that my grandfather gave me when I was 10 years old. I carry this watch still today. The watch hasn’t ran for the past 50 years. At the end of each day as I pull the watch from a pair of faded Levi’s, it still keeps time. A time of memories with my grandfather and life on his farm. These childhood...
I have an old pocket watch that my grandfather gave me when I was 10 years old. I carry this watch still today. The watch hasn’t ran for the past 50 years. At the end of each day as I pull the watch from a pair of faded Levi’s, it still keeps time. A time of memories with my grandfather and life on his farm. These childhood...
#memories
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Feb 2021 3:09am
20th Feb 2021 3:09am
Sometimes
Life here on a farm isn’t always what it seems
Especially when your silo is full of broken dreams
I walk down one row and back up again
Like a arrow on a bow with seeds I sow
I talk to a scarecrow with a tears in his eye
The birds gather all around and never seem to fly
Sometimes... I always never understand
Sometimes... I can relate
She walks through the pumpkins and calls herself baby girl
Says she’s a daddy’s girl and she was her mama’s pearl
Talks to voices that echoes from a field of stone ...
Especially when your silo is full of broken dreams
I walk down one row and back up again
Like a arrow on a bow with seeds I sow
I talk to a scarecrow with a tears in his eye
The birds gather all around and never seem to fly
Sometimes... I always never understand
Sometimes... I can relate
She walks through the pumpkins and calls herself baby girl
Says she’s a daddy’s girl and she was her mama’s pearl
Talks to voices that echoes from a field of stone ...
#passion
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