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  • Trees of Praise

    I just found this poem I wrote on our honeymoon a few years ago, which I wrote in my Palm Pilot as we were driving around... trees ever-stretching before us, vast and wide, a multitude unending, surroundi…

  • "Broken"

    Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 Written by Mary Ann Nguyen February 3, 2000 Broken printer, cannot scroll. Broken prayers, does not f…

  • In the heat

    Sifting through my old poetry binder, I found this poem I wrote May 28, 1997. It's a truly amusing poem to me. It's a terrible poem, and silly, but yet poignant somehow. "In the heat" I gave a girl a bottle of water …

  • fasting

    holy desperation inner whispers longing, yearning leaning out of need looking, fixing eyes never forgetting awareness supreme Sovereign Provider Holy giver of life

  • Why?

    I hate it when people die. It makes me so sick to my stomach. I want to throw up. My head throbs. I feel like I'm suffocating. The world is half-spinning. I can hardly breathe sometimes. Feel so tired from emotions, I ju…

  • taken by surprise

    I was journaling one morning about two months after Sam & I started dating, and I was inspired to write this poem. It's funny because I don't write poems, they just write themselves. I just happen to be the one hol…

  • So Much Like Me

    a poem i wrote on april 20, 2005 : "so much like me" mary ann nguyen april 20, 2005 not even real so surreal uncannyness too much sweetness what to do with all the "me too"s? unnerving, at best will it stand the te…

  • Song of Worship

    Jesus, beautiful Savior, Wonderful friend, Blessed redeemer, Lover til the end, Giver of Life, Sender of Light, Harbinger of Hope, Sweet Joy Divine, totally mine. I love You, I worship You, I give my life…

  • a dreamer who doesn't dream

    is like a writer who doesn't write an artist who doesn't paint a plane that can't take flight a car that doesn't drive a person who doesn't breathe -- it's almost like not being alive. not being who you were made to b…

  • My Everlasting Penny

    They say, "a penny for your thoughts." -- but how about a thought about a penny? This weekend I had a dream about a penny. In the dream, I was looking through some old stuff, and I kept finding all these old pennies. …

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