Your Writings And Comments

 2005-2006

#1 AclassicVoiceFan

Melanie Cameron - My Alter

aclassicvoice1@cox.net

Your Personal Writings On AclassicVoiceFilms.Com

You know sometimes we walk and we never see...

For our minds are close to thee..

You need to see from within, to view the world..

If you seek to fill, where a hole lies..

The river shall run, and carry you away...

Treading is no better, for if you fall in...

Let  it be with the beauty of the sun  on your face...

Wind, warm and breezy...gliding across your skin..

The sound of laughter and cries...music

And swim, in the emotions of the call...the lighthouse..

Forever gleaming..guiding you through..for you hear it...

There !  the island some have visited, none  have stayed..

As I said you need to see from within, for standing there...so casual.. but no...

Beneath is a volcano..of fire..heat..draws you closer...

A step...to paradise.....

Spicy-N-Ny

A Butterfly (mariposa)

Me desperte asustada de mi suenio

era lastimada..

perseguida..

acosada por un ser terrible y siniestro.

Me hacia pequenia

como un gusano herido y sin fuerza.

Y me escondi en un manto

en una bolsa...en una oruga.

Mi miedo que era tal,

se transformo en alegria

y mi fealdad de gusano

en belleza singular.

Me converti en mariposa

amalgamada de colores vivos  y frescos

en un ser que es libre..y vuela.

En mi suenio sabia

que no es eterna la vida

y lo bello tal vez

dura solo un dia..

Entonces mi amor,

no debo temer

si he vivido sin ti

toda mi vida.

Porque un instante de ti

me compensaria

los miles momentos

que jamas vivi.

 Carmen Luz

My Hours With You.

JUST WHEN I LEARNED THAT MY HOURS WITH YOU WERE CLOSED DOWN
I SUDDENLY SAW A SMALL CHINK OF LIGHT ON MY PATH.
 AND AS NAIVE AND CURIOUS AS I HAD ALWAYS BEEN
 I BROUGHT MY EYES NEAR THAT LIGHT, WITHOUT ANY FEAR..
 THROUGH THAT BRIGHT.LIGHT....
 OH, MY LOVE...SO HARD YOU STRUCK ME WITH YOUR LIGHT
 THAT YOU FILLED OUT AGAIN ALL OF MY VOIDS
 AND I DRANK LIKE A PERSON THIRSTY OF LIGHT
 AND I LOVED YOU LIKE A LOVER THAT GIVES ITSELF FOR THE FIRST TIME
 AS IF NEVER SHE HAS GIVEN HERSELF AWAY....
 
hERE I AM CARRYING THIS ILUSION AS A LOAD ON MY SHOULDERS
 AS A TREASURE THAT IS SO HARD TO FIND
 gOD SHOULD FORGIVE ME FOR MY HAPPINESS
 AS THE DEVIL FOR MY UNHAPPINESS
 BECAUSE KNOWING ALL THE BAD THAT I ENCOUNTER FINDING YOU
 MORE BAD I WILL HAVE, NOT HAVING YOU
 THAN SAVING MYSELF FROM A PATH THAT IT'S SO WRONG
 

If It Was

I would not call it a book..You..are forms it is
written on...the words are your shapes...the sentences
are your colors...The media grows on your
emotions...It provides the nutrients to grow...

I say this to you...

Suzy-2005

Sometimes when I go to sleep
I wake up and start remembering
all the tings that I had lived
as a part of my past....

Poems that I never read
People that I knew and met
songs tht i left behind...

I remember well
How I was then
All the smiles
are all forgoten

What I was then
What I had lived
It will soon just be forgoten.....

But something in me was waiting
Your love was waiting...
And I knew how close I was with you

If I would of changed only one day
of my life
what I made wrong or I made right
I would have never found a way to you

I would never change
a second of my life
Knowing that
It would of change my way of meeting ypu....



Mi amor, te adoro......
Tu Cookie monster

IF I KNEW

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we ne ver forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

Author Unknown

Sent 8/12/05

Your Memorable Comments 

I finished reading your web site today..You are a true romantic,, You seem unreal, *smiles* I have never met anyone, man or woman who share their feelings as you do.. .. it blew me away...

Deb - England UK

I feel like I am in an art gallery admiring the painting but feeling the colors and absorbing the wonder of the picture..for it stirs..and evokes feelings of wanting to touch and to bring home to have for all time..a painting of something. That is in you..that stirs the need..to own...to share in the beauty of having it..it is yours..for others to see and admire and wish they noticed the wonder in the painting but they did not have the eyes for it..they missed it...

Spicy -n- Ny

Hi,

 I used to visit your website every month or so looking for buddies
from my unit in Viet Nam. One of the pictures on your website (with the
7-foot monitor lizard one of the guys had shot) was from my unit. 

Thank You,

Dave Crawford
U.S. Environmental Protection Agency
Office of Superfund Remediation and Technology Innovation

How beautiful your poems are The way you write is so natural...Things that everybody would feel, but don't know how to express it...By the way...please forgive my bad grammar...I always write to you in your language, and if I look into the diccionary, I will losse my idea.....But I promise that I have an excellent grammar in Spanish....Thank you again...You are, and always will be my best writer...

Carmen

I enjoy all that you do...writings, pictures...videos....You are my best director....Feel free to write me sometime..M.L.

Crystal G.

I applaud you for having the courage to write (here) about relationships in a way that most people will never experience. It's sad that people don't realize the depths they are capable of and fear of being hurt keeps them from truly experiencing a true unconditional love. 

Sarah

 Hi David

After setting aside some time, I was able to give your site a more thorough viewing. I was deeply moved not only by the accounts of those who endured the same things I did, but also by your own personal struggle, parts of which mirror my own. I feel your pain. Thanks for serving your country and for being insightful enough to carve out a space for us otherwise misunderstood and largely forgotten shadow warriors. I salute your father and your uncle. Though history seems to want to make it seem less, their service made the world a better place.

 
I appreciate you giving us a voice. It means more than you can imagine. Thanks a ton.


Steven

David, My eyes are clearing now.

 I hope you understand the impact of what you have done for our family and what this means to us.

My Best, Charlie Brewer Sr.

I love the new radio station, and was happy to be the first one to 'talk radio' with you. Glad you are having so much fun with it, talk to again soon.

Suzane

Im in Baghdad brother! I'm a reserve MP. I'm with the 79th MP Co out of Rochester, MN. We've been here since April 15th last year. I've been all over this country, but I've been in Baghdad since Mid-December. I guess I didn't learn my lesson from active duty! Here's a picture of me a couple of months ago in Baghdad. I am on the right, holding the shotgun. The other guy is one of my gunner's SPC Eric Meline.

 I love the site!

SSG Brad Lindsey  - Emails From Iraq

Hi David

I just returned from vacation and found your message. Great job! Words won't go far enough to express my gratitude. Whatever part the Internetmay play in chronicling history, at least I know we won't be forgotten because of you. Thanks for everything, Brother. Peace to you and yours.

Gratefully,
Steven A. Ellis