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Friday, August 22, 2008
9:32:39 AM EDT
Feeling Cheerful
J-Land's Fifth Anniversary
Five years in J-land went by
ever so fast
Meeting new people, reading their
lives, making friends that last
Feeling so much empathy for
friends that we have not met
Sort of stops the theory of
a stone cold net
Imagine a place where your feelings
do matter and count
Somewhere that you can let it
all spill out
Never before have ordinary people
been able to express themselves
to such a degree
It's simply a wonderful place for
you and me
I think back to the beginning for me,
July 7th, 2004, never knew how much
I would be touched
Finding myself laughing, giggling like a
school girl so much
Friendships came and grew,learned to
love people that I hadn't met.
Two of the dearest Lahoma & Kim tore
at my heartstrings and still do yet.
No one can tell me that this is a cold
unfeeling place
May J-land continue to thrive and
grow with majestic grace....
Sandi
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Saturday, July 5, 2008
12:58:24 AM EDT
Feeling Frustrated
Hearing All my bags are packed I'm going away....
Leaving On A Jet Plane
A terrible sadness washes over me
yearning for what could of been
and now shall never be.
Carefully plotted adventures torn
suddenly, cruelly apart.
A future together is now all blown
away as simple as dust.
Walking hand in hand down life's
highway is what had been planned.
Now one is flying miserable at
35,000 feet without part of his
heart.
The other is clinging to family and
friends afraid to stand on her own
two feet.
The moral of this story is that it takes
two adults to make a couple, a commitment.
In the normal circle of life, woman will
cleave to man and leave her family willingly.
Knowing in her heart of hearts that she is
the nucleus of a brand new extended family.
When one is ready and the other not, only
heartbreak can ensue.
Fly high my son, dare to dream your dreams
Go forth knowing you are loved, let nothing
hold you back from what you want from life.
Someday, someway this will just be a distant
memory, something not quite so painful.
In it's place will be a beautiful, smiling new
love one that's worthy of your wonderful, kind
nature. It will happen.
I love you...Mom
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Friday, February 15, 2008
11:48:47 PM EST
Feeling Sad
Hearing The Grave That They Dug Him Had Flowers Gathered
St Valentines Day Massacre
Once again pure white
snow is stained red
Students falling to their
knees learning of their dead
The hallowed halls hear screams
of terror and fear
As the black dressed man unloads
his weapons at kids we hold dear
The demons that pursue him cause
him to act inhumanely to his peers
Bringing death and destruction
An end to dreams that
will last for years and years
This story has been told over and over
The same player...a loner, on medication,
no close friends, dresses in black and
loves guns
People come forward shaking their heads,
this was not the fellow we knew
he was quiet, he was a good son
His father is shaken to his very core
You can certainly see that as he stands
by his door
Pleading with cameras to be left alone
how could he know what is unknown
Sandi..2/15/08
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Tuesday, February 5, 2008
11:59:30 PM EST
Feeling Sad
Losses
Losses
My mind's eye plays a myriad of fleeting
images passing ever so quickly
Dark brown eyes laughing in the distance
echo's of love lingering ever so gently
A sense of humor that did not stop, loving
life at it's fullest
Full of jokes, stories and most of all faith.
My West Virginia friend, that I had never
met...yet close to her I felt
Till we finally meet ... a fond goodbye
Green eyes flashing protecting hearth and
home ever so greatly
She was my beautiful Irish Warrior Princess
So delightful to know, to read her story
Her love of family was wonderful to behold
She told her stories in the old world way of
"telling" an Irish way about her
Will never forget them until my time is done
Time passes on, babies are born and the
circle of life continues...it should be ever so
Death comes to all of us, that much is certain
Peel back the curtain, peer into it's face
fighting to stay ever so much
Missing the laughter, even the tears - nothing
seems right with the two of you gone...
wishing to turn back time ever so
Sandi/2008
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Thursday, January 3, 2008
9:22:13 PM EST
Feeling Sad
Just Thinking
Sometimes I wonder to myself questioning
the why and the where of it all?
I view the beauty of a new born babe,
cradled so carefully, safe from a fall.
The faces of our aged parents filled with
lines and creases earned with care.
I see the pictures of the fallen, young men in
their prime.
All dead long before their time.
Life, itself, seems so fragile to me, breathe
deeply lest your last breath be gone.
Hold deeply to the ties that bind, not
letting go whatever goes on.
For all the beauty of this world to exist, there
must be a greater plan.
Some structure to life that we can't see, hear
or feel.
I can't say which religion is truer, all I feel
is that there is a higher power.
Perhaps now my friends know the answer that
I am searching for...
To think of death is a frightening thing, yet
we shall all come to it, one way or another.
I want to believe that Heaven is as a beautiful
Garden, filled with kindness and love.
That's where I will find my loved ones, waiting
for me as I approach St. Peter's Gate
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Sunday, October 21, 2007
1:23:42 PM EDT
Feeling Silly
Hearing Sweet Little Rock & Roller
Age
 Chase your dreams,
do it today.
Come what may, don't let
them drift away.
The years fall gently from
youthful adventures.
Only to resurface deep
within old age's tenure.
Memories to make us laugh,
reminisce and weep.
So many people, loved one's
lost to the deep sleep.
Chase your dreams, do it
without delay.
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Friday, September 8, 2006
11:27:21 PM EDT
Feeling Quiet
Hearing And The Angels Cried
Five Years
Five years have passed.
Memories of that fateful day
woven into our nations soul.
We are left totally aghast.
Our beliefs waiver still with
questions as large as the hole.
Keep our nation safe, we pray
to the Lord.
Bless the heroes of that awful
day, pray for the fallen.
Only a few pulled from the inferno,
hoping beyond hope for more.
Children as yet unborn shall remember
this day, as another day of infamy.
Of man's inhumanity towards man.
When weeping faces upturned seek
solace from beyond.
It is too much too bear, hoping against
all hope, remove this horror so
that a new day will dawn.
Time heals all wounds...but not this
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Sunday, November 27, 2005
8:15:02 PM EST
Feeling Sad
Hearing See The Pryamids Against The Nile...Red Sails in the sunset..please remember darling all the while
Epitaph
I do remember the good times..
What do you say for one who
has passed beyond this mortal coil?
Knowing full well that this is the
fate that awaits us all.
Of course, I could say the usual repertoire,
he was a man known for his reason
and good works.
That would not tell the full story or flesh
out his being, show all of his quirks.
It's been five years since the earth
felt your breath.
You have persons who mourned very
heavily when told of your death.
A daughter still grieves finding no solace,
not allowed to say goodbye by your
miserable spouse.
Why you picked such a creature to marry
is beyond my ken, knowing you as I knew you then,
you didn't deserve such a louse.
Your son puts you on a pedestal,
remembering his moments of Father-Son fun.
Life can seem unfair at certain times,
all your life you just seem to run.
No time for love, laughter and even tears.
Hurry through life awaiting your golden years.
Life played a sorrowful game, after years of work.
...no relaxation, only time for tears.
You only lived a year past Oba-san,
did you know you were dying when
you said your farewells to her?
This need for secrecy was it borne out of fear,
or did someone pressure you not to speak?
Human nature being as it is..I can see her hand
involved with the greed.
Her need to control even beyond the grave
was so despicable that even Nakajima-san
was horrified at the deed.
I often wonder if you are looking down at
us at different times.
Hopefully you are at peace, a blissful rest that
you fully deserve anything less would be a crime.
So many years, the grand babies are growing
and I see part of you in each of their faces.
It fills me with sadness that you could never take
them anywhere, anyplace.
I do remember the good times
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Sunday, November 20, 2005
1:02:30 AM EST
Feeling Angry
Hearing Do Not Buy Anything From the Banner Ads Please Boycott
Respect
I feel defiled, deflated and betrayed.
To promise one thing, yet deliver another.
Feeling totally played and dismayed.
Community broken, severing the links
that bind us as Jland brothers.
We soared with the Eagles flying high
above in the sky.
Crashing to earth on a given day
when everything dear was taken away.
Normal routines are shot to hell,
they just want us to get use to Pavlovs bell.
They wined us and dined us - led us astray.
We fell for their lies hook line and sinker.
Played on their Beta for all it was worth,
checking that their product certainly would work.
No thanks are we given, except shown the door
.. perhaps this was planned all along?
We are not the community they want,
we're shown no respect.
Blazing banners dropped like bombs
on top of our lives what did they expect?
Creative people to roll over and comply?
Hell, no.....so many are saying Goodbye
**Please follow the cute puppies and turn your backs on the banner ads, tell ten friends...it eventually will hurt AOL. Thanks much...Sandi
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Sunday, October 16, 2005
4:11:26 PM EDT
Feeling Flirtatious
Hearing Those Were The Days My Friend
Agreement
Shadows play across my mind.
Past events in silhouettes,
cascading gently through time.
Lifting away the veil to see through the years.
My heart knows I loved you
even with my tears.
Living, laughing, loving, longing.
What joy there was in giving.
Back to a time that you were mine.
Once again to know the feeling
sublime.
The earth shook and the fireworks
were awesome...boy, we were living.
It thrills my soul that I have
found my true love once more.
Who can say what went wrong
how did I not you adore?
Why did we quarrel? Why did we fight?
Oh, my dear, I do not care as long as we make it right.
So let's just say that I love you
and you love me, on this we can agree.
I've grown a little more indifferent,
you have grown more in spirit.
Perhaps we're better matched
in this time and space.
Then we ever were in the other place.
Sandi/2005 Picture Credit..my son Kenji and his magnificient view of New York City on the 4th of July....just beautiful....
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