Mark Peterson


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Visionaries

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As I gaze upon the windy sky…
I see in the breeze…
My dreams yet to be caught…
And as I reach…
I wonder of reasons…
Why the heart breaks…
Why do we fall…
What compels us to reach at all…
The essence of being…
Swallowing us whole…
Like the stars in the night…
Filling the sky…
All so bright as they twinkle their light…
Filling my soul, each one a dream…
So many to catch, so many I see…
Standing alone under those stars…
They begin to speak…
Touching my heart…
One of them says I am strength…
Another one says I am courage…
And yet another one says I am wisdom…
The fourth star said I am forgiveness…
And all through the night each star directed me…
Twinkling bright and giving me advice…
Showing me the reasons why we reach…
The last star of the night that spoke to me said I am love…
And upon waking the next morning…
A warmth of happiness rushed through my heart…
The universe became mine…
Each dream within reach…
No more borders…
No more limits…
No more falling…
Only rising with strength…
With courage, and with love through the adversity of it all…

Journal Entries

Attitude

Posted about 24 hours ago, 4 comments so far.

No Exclusions

Posted 4 days ago, 2 comments so far.

Responsible For Me

Posted 5 days ago, 10 comments so far.

Don't Worry Be Happy

Posted 5 days ago, 7 comments so far.

Untitled

Posted 5 days ago, 7 comments so far.

Trivia Facts

Posted 10 days ago, 3 comments so far.

Do Killers Have a Conscience

Posted 11 days ago, 24 comments so far.

A Homeless Reflection

Posted 12 days ago, 7 comments so far.

No Looking Back

Posted 17 days ago, 7 comments so far.

UnBroken

Posted 18 days ago, 9 comments so far.

Writing

I Believe

I open my hand and let you in… / Yet I feel like I’m hiding the man within… / I ask you to see me… / Help me to be free… / Running from past… / Running from you… / Running from me and wh…

FEAR

I stand naked before you… / The laughter echoes… / From the shadows I see judgment… / The fear that grips me… / The prevailing wasteland… / That you yourself do not see… / Blinded by shame…

I Write

It’s not always pretty roses and beautiful things…a loving touch, and the birds that sing…sometimes I write about demons and things…those empty spaces and pain of the past…so much inside the…

A Cigarette Speaks

I’m just a friendly cigarette, / Don’t be afraid of me… / While all the advertisers say, / I’m harmless as can be… / They tell me I’m your friend, / I like that cunning lie… / That you w…

The Roses Of Her Love

I spend my days in quiet contemplation… / All with memories in the maze of my thoughts… / Tender kisses and those special touches… / The puffy white clouds I reach to touch… / Gentle words and…

When White Doves Cry (I Touch The Sky)

Scorching heat from the sky above… / Passions burning… / White doves all about… / Clouds forming… / The horizon close to touch… / Shadows forming… / A burst of rain… / White doves cry……

Watchlist

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