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2:41 AM - The Power of Friendship: Eleanor |
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| Oh Eleanor
My severed soul comes together
With you as a part
Thank you for being my friend
And thank you for helping to inspire me
To help others; especially when I can't help myself
Your friendship truly brings me peace
Like nothing else I know
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?(now let's make the poetry that brought us this friendship!)Oh dear Eleanor
So sweet, and so tender
Your face a mystery to me
Your heart is a part of me
Oh dear Eleanor
To you I surrender
Oh Eleanor my sister in forever
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?Oh dear Eleanor
My sweetest family member
For to my family you are a part
As I said you have my heart
Oh dear Eleanor
Your cheek imagined long and slender
Oh Eleanor my dear friend forever
?Oh dear sweet Eleanor
You know I'll always remember
Your voice so elegant so full of grace
Your soul so close, your life a million miles away
Oh dear Eleanor
I swear I'll always remember
Oh dear precious Eleanor I'll remember
?Oh dear Eleanor
Damn it I have to come up with something
???????????That fucking rhymes with Eleanor
My friend I've never met
Oh Eleanor my passionate attempt
That this angry heart finds peace
That I could heal the disease
?Eleanor is one of my dearest friends on the internet, and a very special person in my life outside of the internet.?She rarely misses a blog, though most of you have never seen her comment.?Her commenting days are very few and far between, and that's ok because she doesn't need to be on my page... she knows she's in my heart.?She handles real life tragedy like you and I handle finding the right word for a crossword puzzle.?She deals with adversity better than most of us deal with our children, or our friends, or our husbands/wifes/lovers...She is my friend, and will always be so, and I've never seen her face.?The 21st Century is weird like that, but who she is, and what she has done for me, and my spirit as I strive to be a better person, a healing soul, and not just that angry guy you enjoy and wonder what the hell he's going to bitch about next. |
| The 21st Century is weird like that, but who she is, and what she has done for me, and my spirit as I strive to be a better person, a healing soul, and not just that angry guy you enjoy and wonder what the hell he's going to bitch about next.So when you comment on this poem...I want you to say hello to Eleanor as well because without her strength...I'd have never grown as a man, and I recently had 3 seperate writers on here tell me how much I've grown as a person, and not just as a writer... well, I owe that to all of you to a certain extent, and I will say it here, not many in my life have touched my heart the way she has....So darlin...I know you can't dance anymore, and your hands are hurting but if you were here... you'd be in my arms and I'd be circling the room with the new Nick Cave cd cranked, and it's 4am here...MORE NEWS FROM NOWHERE on repeat until my arms betray me, and we both fall... so you can see that it's not just you... we all get tired... not many of us get to live like are given the blessing and the curse to do.Thank you for being a hero, a role model, and one of the kindest hearts I've ever known...I grew up a christian, found out I was jewish, one of my best friends is muslim, another native american, and another homosexual... but the two souls that shine the brightest outside of the ones I live with in my house are both Buddhists, and both are struggling with some things right now, and I will say my world would mean far less to me, and to all of the rest of the people reading this if it weren't for Eleanor and my friend Miklos who have taught me more about life than I'll ever be able to repay them for.?So while this poem is for Eleanor...My smile is for the living radiant power that is the similar spirit in both of these amazing people.So don't forget to say hello to Eleanor, and Micklos if you get this... yours will come soon, but ladies first.BC Beneke |
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Last Updated ( Thursday, 17 July 2008 )
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