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Guest Poets.

I am honoured to have the beautiful words written by others, in my poetry pages.

Mountains in Utah

I had a dream the other day, that I was standing in front of a mountain in Utah.

Gladly in tune with everything in sight that was around me and not letting myself worry about what I can't change because changes come with time and time can't be bargained with.

The most abundant things I've found about being here are the pleasures of being myself and creating my own happiness, and not worrying about complications from the past that can lead up to the present.

The mountains that are here came into my dream and held onto it throughout the night, and shedded a lot of truth to my mind and I gained acceptance to be happy with who I am now and forever.

©Tamara Smith 2004

Time

Time waits for no-one

Like a passing train

Like the ticking of a clock

The silence never comes

The ticking never stops

The rhythmic sound goes on and on

Hands reaching upwards,sideways, down

Stretching out to waiting number

The alarm bell sounds.

Life

Life is lke an endless chain

One link entwined with another on a journey into change

Different tunnels, diferent routes along the way

Life has adventure for everyone

From childhood to maturity to old ge

No-one can escape it

Different tunnels, different routes

But the same destination