jharhee leigh

jharhee leigh
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.. i grew up in northern california and have tried to write for years.. now i have the time to dedicate some time to it.. the journey will be a good one!
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Recent pages by jharhee leigh

The horrors of war that haunt generations throughout time. To be called to serve for you country either drafted or enlisted tell tales of mans inhumanity to man. The scars that soldiers deal with when they get home....
The memories of past loves and the feelings one keeps for them.
I have tried to write about this subject and was never happy with my words. this is my best effort. The Mans inhumanity to Man is the reality of War... to not speak of this of this or to greet it with open arms is to be at war within. Stop the inhumanity, Stop the war! all wars...
a poet must put together the puzzle of words using nouns, verbs, adjectives, ect. in a way to describe what he or she would like to express. it is not always easy to piece the puzzle together and be satisfied with the picture it paints..
I have tried something different to get out of the darkness. I do not know ...
.. the hourglass is a symbol of it running out... losing it or never having the chance. Time is what you can never get back...
beware the 'wish'... you might get what you wished for....
... lies can be devastating when you find them... broken trust can drop you to your knees...
... watching 'time' as it passes... the silent killer of life creeps through our lives....
writing the blues ...the aftermath of a broken heart, the pain of realization, the scars of reality....
... living the blues can create mind quests.. the absence of a person in my life will always take me on my 'quests'.. wondering how? and why? without a voice cries the beautiful sounds we call the blues...
finding someone half way around the world, connecting, sharing and totally enjoying each others mind, art and soul.... i found myself confusing her at a time when her life was too complicated to include me. soul mates can learn from each other then say goodbye. no goodbye was issued ...
written many years ago about my high school sweetheart... she was princess and i was prince.... married for over 20 yrs.... 3 beautiful children all grown up.. I miss you!
the days before and being alone on Christmas far away from anyone or anyplace had gotten to me. i was depressed, cold and felt as if i could cry.. when i received the best gift i could of ever of asked for from a friend i had not seen or talked to in over 35 years...
,,,,a place of youthful dreams to the last, as dreams are harder to vision as we get old.
.. i kept this story in an old file after writing it... not sure if i wanted or needed to share it.. reading it after.. it seemed like a story about me.. and i tried to tell it as the story of a stranger.. after 15 years i have decided to share it.. i wrote it down immediately after...
:the worse to come".... was written after a drs. visit for eye problems and headaches.. i knew what it was, as i have had it before.... "Worse to Come"... tells of the second time dealing with a brain tumor..... a quiet panic!! in what you need to do with the realization of your own m...
... the time i spend reflecting appears to become greater the older i become.. the same thoughts and ideas only with much more "flavor" then years ago,. standing by the lake outside my door in the middle of the night i wrote what i saw... Shadows Dancing.
a journey through the minds of soul mates.. finding each other half way across the world.. the journey's were perfect... the inspiration priceless!
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