Stowaway

This bunny was found in my front garden...it turns out there are a family who live in my yard...cool eh? So I took this picture with my dad's digi. and it's very amiture...But I"m trying to get good practice in. Only one way to get really good...do it as much as you can!! Taken June 23rd 2005.

Absent Peace

When Peace can't be found
What is there left
When peace can't be found
Where do I find rest

My mind is racing, my blood rushes fast
My muscles are tense, my heart is downcast

When peace is lost
What hope is near
When peace is lost
What calms my fear

My being is empty, my emotions run out
My vision is fading, my faith turns to doubt

When peace is hiding
Where do I turn
When peace is hiding
How do I endure

My days are black, no stars in my sky
My appetite's lacking, my mouth is run dry

When peace is gone
What is there for me
When peace is gone
How do I still breath

My joy is stolen, my courage depleted
My purpose means nothing, I lay here defeated
Peace was simply all that I needed

Calm Before The Storm

All these thoughts that spin
Tornados within
Circumstances standing
Hurricanes surrounding
Inside I feel
This chaos protruding
Outside I feel
My life is concluding

Peace soon here rested
Calm can't be trusted
The wise know that after
Befalls grave disaster
Today I see
The calm has past
Tomorrow I fear
May be my last

Choices come and overflow
Tsunami's undertow
My foundations here break
Wreckage earthquake
Within I know
There's too much to handle
Beyond me I know
I'm a wreackless scandal

Beck Poulsen

Lingerie Talent!!

Well, I cut these out...and many more that are even more risqua? Yes... well it was a gift for Sarah C...soon to be H....'s Bridal Shower...it had a pleasing Theme. I love my Sarah....and love how good things are for her!! Like Lee!

When You Are Gone

Dedicated to Bethany Critchley

Bethany I miss you when your not here
When all of my pain and all my fear
Come crashing and flooding into my mind
Trying to find you, my hope is so blind

Early morning or late in the day
The busy time and the disarray
Seeking a shoulder for me to cry on
I see that my dream may be so foregone

Who do I look to now that it's a myth
Who's there to sit, laugh or walk with
I see our park bench and your empty room
Memories I'm left with continually resume

I know others are out there caring and such
But none compare to your unique touch
I just want to be close to where you are
And be calm and quiet or flat out bizarre

We will keep in touch and laugh galore
Our friendship may deepen beyond the core
But now I feel sad and it is hard to picture
This separation invading our future

Bethany I miss you when you are gone
I hope you see in the picture I've drawn
That even when the distances do intrude
My searching for you will never conclude

Beck Poulsen
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