<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:07:06.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sanctuary</title><subtitle type='html'>My Name is Julia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-5488405181860894698</id><published>2008-05-19T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T05:21:21.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>For my presentation I am doing a theses on how Montana 1948 and The Catcher in the Rye are similar.&lt;br /&gt;For the first few minutes I am going to present the paper out loud to the class. Then I am going to do a Pod cast on how the theme is common in other books, as well. I would probably change that to a Power Point Slide though because I don’t have any Macs to save it on to.  A Power Point Slide on the theme of lying. I wont just mention the two books I’m doing, but I will also mention other books that have the same theme as well. The slide show will be about 5-10 slides long and should be a good 5 minutes long. The first two slides will talk about Montana 1948 and Catcher In The Rye, while the other slides will talk about how lying is present in other books. I’m not sure what those books would be yet, but I have decided on a few and I still need a few more. And once that is done I’m going to ask the class some questions, thus completing my presentations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-5488405181860894698?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/5488405181860894698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=5488405181860894698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/5488405181860894698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/5488405181860894698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-7536817719202895603</id><published>2008-05-13T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:14:27.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Bibliography 5</title><content type='html'>"Catcher in the Rte-Literature Guide." MSN Encarta. 5 May 2008 &lt;br /&gt;I have complete hopes with this Site! it has everything I need when it comes to Catcher in the Rye, I can't afford to loose this site of information in the least bit! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-7536817719202895603?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/7536817719202895603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=7536817719202895603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7536817719202895603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7536817719202895603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-bibliography-5.html' title='English Bibliography 5'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-4358802683932027572</id><published>2008-05-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:29:28.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Bibliography 4</title><content type='html'>Bloom, Harold, Arthur Heiserman, and James E. Miller Jr. "J.D. Salinger: Some Crazy Stuff." Bloom\'s Modern Critical Interpretations (2000): 1-7. Literary Reference Center. 5 May 2008. &lt;br /&gt;I can trust this because its a legitimate source from the Media Center and it has some useful info about the Catcher in the Rye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-4358802683932027572?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/4358802683932027572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=4358802683932027572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4358802683932027572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4358802683932027572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-bibliography-4.html' title='English Bibliography 4'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-3969716806304689565</id><published>2008-05-13T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:01:23.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Bibliography 3</title><content type='html'>Vidar, Sara. "Larry Watson." Salem Press, Inc. (2008): 1-2. Literary Reference Center. 5 May-June 2008. &lt;br /&gt;This is a bibliography about Larry Watson, the author of Montana, 1948. I fount this source from the Library Media Center.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-3969716806304689565?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/3969716806304689565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=3969716806304689565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/3969716806304689565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/3969716806304689565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-bibliography-3.html' title='English Bibliography 3'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-7017983605561879113</id><published>2008-05-13T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T06:02:32.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Bibliography 2</title><content type='html'>Kovach, Ronald. "Hearts in Conflict." Kalmbach Publishing Co. 11 7: 1-5. Literary Reference Center. &lt;br /&gt;I Found this site from the Media Center Database, it talks about the themes involving Watson's books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-7017983605561879113?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/7017983605561879113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=7017983605561879113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7017983605561879113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7017983605561879113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-bibliography-2.html' title='English Bibliography 2'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-493914459232692428</id><published>2008-05-13T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T05:45:35.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Bibliography</title><content type='html'>Bayers, Peter L. "Larry Watson's Montana 1948 and Euroamerican Representation of Native/Euroamerican History." Rocky Mountain Review (2007): 35-50. Literary Ref. Center. &lt;br /&gt;This source is both useful and trusts worthy because I found it of the school library, first of all. And second it has enough information I need about some of the themes that are present in Montana, 1948.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-493914459232692428?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/493914459232692428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=493914459232692428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/493914459232692428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/493914459232692428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/05/english-bibliography.html' title='English Bibliography'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-3748753279219078731</id><published>2008-03-09T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:04:15.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Wins Wyoming</title><content type='html'>http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7284881.stm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama won Whyoming and is leading in the delegate total by a small margin against Hilary. This is a close race between the two, but I personaly dont like neather of them because I dont think neather of them are skilled enough to be great leaders of the United States, also  I want Mccain to win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-3748753279219078731?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/3748753279219078731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=3748753279219078731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/3748753279219078731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/3748753279219078731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/03/obama-wins-wyoming.html' title='Obama Wins Wyoming'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-710711250390949011</id><published>2008-03-09T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:59:11.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Bike Bomber</title><content type='html'>http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/03/08/times.square.bomb/index.html &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday morning at 3:45 AM, a person in a black hooded shirt, riding a blue bicycle, threw an explosive trough the window of a recruting center in Times Square. There is a 12,000 reward for the capture of this indivisual. His picture was also captured on survallance on the streets. From what we know he/she is unlikely to be part of Alkida, but was trying to make a statement against the army, which is sad caouse what as the army do to him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-710711250390949011?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/710711250390949011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=710711250390949011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/710711250390949011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/710711250390949011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-york-bike-bomber.html' title='New York Bike Bomber'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-7344308147013274073</id><published>2008-03-09T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:42:07.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crews digging out in Midwest as storm roars east</title><content type='html'>http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/weather/03/08/march.snowstorm.ap/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this article there was record breaking snow fall all arount the Midwest. Columbas experianced record breaking snow. Even some parts in the Northeast, such as Maine and Maryland, are also exeperiencing heavy snow fall. This artical is giving me the Idea that global warming might not be as big of a deal as we were lead to belive. Also in these parts the snow ranges to more than 20 inches of snow in just one storm alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-7344308147013274073?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/7344308147013274073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=7344308147013274073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7344308147013274073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/7344308147013274073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/03/crews-digging-out-in-midwest-as-storm.html' title='Crews digging out in Midwest as storm roars east'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-1103804820778946173</id><published>2008-02-14T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:34:19.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Beyond The Sunset by David Harris</title><content type='html'>Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Someone waits for me&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Lies my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Where the purple mountains&lt;br /&gt;Lie in deep tranquillity&lt;br /&gt;There I’ll find the treasure&lt;br /&gt;Of love eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Waits someone so fair&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;All alone they wait there&lt;br /&gt;Their hair is golden&lt;br /&gt;The colour of the sand&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes sparkle in the night&lt;br /&gt;Like diamonds in your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Lies a home for me&lt;br /&gt;Where the world is peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Like a paradise should be&lt;br /&gt;Just beyond the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Someday is where you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, its funny what the beauty of the sunset can make us feel, isnt it? You know, this may sound a bit weird, but I almost fetl the same way when it came to sunsets. I would always say that the sunset points to my destiny. I know it sounds weird and unusual, but its true! Besides, sunsets are so beautiful and everyone loves them, so who cares if it sounds weird! The poem is realy awsome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-1103804820778946173?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/1103804820778946173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=1103804820778946173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/1103804820778946173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/1103804820778946173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-beyond-sunset-by-david-harris.html' title='Just Beyond The Sunset by David Harris'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-2479816453770471109</id><published>2008-02-13T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:26:45.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Purple by Susan Drozda Cooper</title><content type='html'>Dark Purple&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Under a blanket of dark purple&lt;br /&gt;I do my best work.&lt;br /&gt;Blue doesn’t do and Red goes&lt;br /&gt;To my head.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow’s too mellow and Black&lt;br /&gt;just makes me dead.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my blanket, of mixed&lt;br /&gt;Blue and Red sublime….&lt;br /&gt;Is Purple, saintly Purple, I call&lt;br /&gt;that color mine! ! ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah tis a poem about how the writer loves the color purple. And despite purple being my favorite color too, I also have a big dark purple blanket for my own bed aswell! I mean, talk about coinsidence! Heh, well, this poem is realy cute, I mean how can you not like the color purple? Its such a pretty color, which is why most of my room is purple too, but thats besides the point. The point is that the poem is cool and so is purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-2479816453770471109?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/2479816453770471109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=2479816453770471109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/2479816453770471109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/2479816453770471109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/dark-purple-by-susan-drozda-cooper.html' title='Dark Purple by Susan Drozda Cooper'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-2866484254880877055</id><published>2008-02-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:26:13.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark by Kathryn Thompson</title><content type='html'>The dark is here&lt;br /&gt;I like the dark&lt;br /&gt;The dark comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;The dark is good&lt;br /&gt;The dark is dark&lt;br /&gt;Like I like it&lt;br /&gt;When the dark is here&lt;br /&gt;I am happy&lt;br /&gt;The dark is here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, this has to be one of the shortest poems ive seen yet. And still, it packs quite a punch! you see, ive been reading some poems in the Dark section and strangly to my surprise I found one poem in perticulare that I didn't find as 'emo' as the rest. In fact it seems to talk about how the writer enjoys the dark and is, obviously, not afraid of it. Though she doesn't say why she likes the dark, we all know it just makes her happy, which is just as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-2866484254880877055?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/2866484254880877055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=2866484254880877055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/2866484254880877055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/2866484254880877055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/dark-by-kathryn-thompson.html' title='The Dark by Kathryn Thompson'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-518610078889845882</id><published>2008-02-13T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:25:42.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My City by Andy Cole</title><content type='html'>City, you are my City.&lt;br /&gt;You are where i come from,&lt;br /&gt;you gave me my family,&lt;br /&gt;you gave me my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester, you are my Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;You are the city I love,&lt;br /&gt;you are the city I live for,&lt;br /&gt;you are my house and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City, you are my City.&lt;br /&gt;You are my work,&lt;br /&gt;you are my life,&lt;br /&gt;you are my everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my God! this poem is so sweet! The writer s greatly described things perfectly. As I was reading this I was saying to myself "Oh, God thats sweet" of coarse some might say its not the most romantic or fluffy of poems because the writer is not using 'beauty' as a comparison. However,I think this just proves that you can use other things to describe love, even citys! And I dont think hes trying to be romantic because it sounds more like hes talking about a family member, perhapes the love he has for his mother or father, which I think is cute. Eather way, I still find this poem very nice and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-518610078889845882?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/518610078889845882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=518610078889845882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/518610078889845882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/518610078889845882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-city-by-andy-cole.html' title='My City by Andy Cole'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-4768298627178267183</id><published>2008-02-12T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:25:01.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy by Stay out of my life</title><content type='html'>I made you crazy&lt;br /&gt;I drove a man crazy&lt;br /&gt;and yet I dont know how I made him crazy&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt fair for him to be crazy&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for making you crazy&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take your place and I be crazy&lt;br /&gt;tell me a way show me a way and make me crazy&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts cause I made my friend crazy&lt;br /&gt;Please change I dont want you to be crazy&lt;br /&gt;Someone help him, help him, he's crazy&lt;br /&gt;take away his pain that made him crazy&lt;br /&gt;I dont like how I made him crazy&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do it on purpose, I didnt even know I was making him crazy&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take it all back and he leave me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you know its weird, as i was reading this I actualy found it a bit funny. Its just how the writer says it, like how he/she made this guy go nuts over something and he has no clue why or how he/she did it!  Who ever wrote this deffinantly must had some sort of guilt from driving his friend crazy, even wishing that he would be the one going crazy instead. But i dont think he should be to hard on himself, afterall well all drive people crazy once in a while, even our ownselfs sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-4768298627178267183?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/4768298627178267183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=4768298627178267183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4768298627178267183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4768298627178267183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/crzy-bystay-out-of-my-life.html' title='Crazy by Stay out of my life'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-5680704900608182829</id><published>2008-02-12T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:22:29.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday is now today by now! by pantor of the Oaks</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is now today!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays' today is in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays past is today's past,&lt;br /&gt;but yesterdays' tomorrow is today's' past, and its' future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's' past is today's' future,&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is today by now.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow doesn't know yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow's yesterday knows the future and the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the future and the past.&lt;br /&gt;Today's' future is now the past.&lt;br /&gt;Today's' past is in the future,&lt;br /&gt;but today's' future is tomorrow's past and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The futures past can be today.&lt;br /&gt;The future is tomorrow and today.&lt;br /&gt;The futures future is in the future,&lt;br /&gt;but the future knows the past, tomorrow, today, and yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Heh, what can I say? its such an odd poem and to my oppinion a bit confusing at first glance. But yet I find ikt to be a good poem, strangly enought it seems to be giving a straight foward idea and fact about the future and past. Whenever tommarow leaves, its all in the past and yet the next day will always be the future, not the future we think about with the flying cars and that noncense, you know. So were all experiancing the Future everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-5680704900608182829?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/5680704900608182829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=5680704900608182829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/5680704900608182829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/5680704900608182829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-is-now-today-by-now-by-pantor.html' title='Yesterday is now today by now! by pantor of the Oaks'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-4344716302406447739</id><published>2008-02-10T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:44:47.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Glow by Marilyn Lott</title><content type='html'>Autumn’s Glow&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;There is something about autumn&lt;br /&gt;That brings out such earthiness&lt;br /&gt;Gold leaves adorn bushes and trees&lt;br /&gt;Like an artist with a brilliant brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the leaves dry on the trees&lt;br /&gt;Then the wind begins to blow&lt;br /&gt;It’s a special time of year for me&lt;br /&gt;Because I love autumn so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold dry air it seems&lt;br /&gt;Prepare the leaves to fall&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature’s special time&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it’s the best of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dazzling way to end&lt;br /&gt;The year as winter nears&lt;br /&gt;The way leaves let loose&lt;br /&gt;And dropp like nature’s tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I love those golden days&lt;br /&gt;Dreamy with autumn’s glow&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile because I do&lt;br /&gt;Love the season of autumn so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lovely poem was obviously writen by someone who loves fall. And of coars so do I! but also I love how in the first pannal of the poem.The writer is using simile to compair the pretty season of autumn to art! Well an artist's brush to be exact,"Gold leaves adorn bushes and trees Like an artist with a brilliant brush" still, you get the point. You see Iam an artist myself, and I always loved Fall because of its beutiful colors. So yeah its relatable, but its also so very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-4344716302406447739?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/4344716302406447739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=4344716302406447739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4344716302406447739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/4344716302406447739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/marilyn-lott-by-marilyn-lott.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Glow by Marilyn Lott'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-6946913192955448716</id><published>2008-02-10T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:21:38.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude by Rebecca Parker</title><content type='html'>Solitude&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Sitting in my room alone&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped warmly in a quilt&lt;br /&gt;Cold wind blowing outside my window&lt;br /&gt;Feeling not a pang of guilt&lt;br /&gt;For needing solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a certain feel of comfort&lt;br /&gt;With a loved one so close by&lt;br /&gt;But that feeling is not near enough&lt;br /&gt;When unable to see eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;And needing solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams were quickly shattered&lt;br /&gt;Hopes of a future are no more&lt;br /&gt;Time we spent mere memories&lt;br /&gt;Grieving felt to the very core&lt;br /&gt;And needing solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitude for peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Time alone to heal&lt;br /&gt;We lost so much in so little time&lt;br /&gt;But our friendship remains strong &amp; real&lt;br /&gt;Now &amp; in our solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through the list of ever ending poems, I notice and found this one poking around in the 'Solitude' section and I just couldnt help my self but to cheack it out. As I was reading the poem I have to say thiat I liked it alot. Now it was int just because I could relate to it, which I can. But it was also because its a good poem that expains realy clearly how some alone time can be for a person whenever they get in a fight with there friend. And even when that person is alone they still have some friendship with other people aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-6946913192955448716?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/6946913192955448716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=6946913192955448716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/6946913192955448716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/6946913192955448716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/solitude-by-rebecca-parker.html' title='Solitude by Rebecca Parker'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-8968081642578038102</id><published>2008-02-07T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:18:13.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Dream by Janet Kavitha</title><content type='html'>My dear dream&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Dream of sea,&lt;br /&gt;Dream of ships,&lt;br /&gt;Dream of huge ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Dream of men in unifom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my dream, dream so different,&lt;br /&gt;Dream so new, dream of dark sky up above,&lt;br /&gt;Dream of sea so calm, dream of sea roaring,&lt;br /&gt;Its my sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream of men in white, in white applet,&lt;br /&gt;Dream of be one with them,&lt;br /&gt;Dream so sweet, wonderfull, specail, close to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Its my sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming to get my dreams happen.&lt;br /&gt;Its my sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this poem a lot! daydreaming of the beach and Sea is one of my favorite pastimes. In fact when ever I have alot of school work and junk, I always think about summer and the joys of being down the shore. So, yeah I can relate to this poem in that scence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-8968081642578038102?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/8968081642578038102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=8968081642578038102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/8968081642578038102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/8968081642578038102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dear-dream-by-janet-kavitha.html' title='My Dear Dream by Janet Kavitha'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8780656678283903197.post-660279671253406958</id><published>2008-02-07T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:17:46.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework by Sylvia Chidi</title><content type='html'>All this talk, talk, talk&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are assigning me homework&lt;br /&gt;All I want, is to rock, rock, and rock&lt;br /&gt;This homework is a stumbling block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all say it is the only way&lt;br /&gt;To sharpen my brain&lt;br /&gt;What a drain!&lt;br /&gt;Keep me thoughtful and creative&lt;br /&gt;Encourage me to be innovative&lt;br /&gt;Keep me occupied with some positive motive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right&lt;br /&gt;I can see some light&lt;br /&gt;The idea is bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this talk, talk, talk&lt;br /&gt;I am just doing my homework&lt;br /&gt;As I listen to the clock&lt;br /&gt;Singing out tick, tock, tick, tock&lt;br /&gt;Do not mock, just do your homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this poem something I, if not anyone, can relate to when it comes to school work. I love how the writer puts it together, I also find it realy funny too, afterall Homework is the biggest pain in the ass for all students alike. It was also short and simple and got right to the point. And so thats what I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.poemhunter.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8780656678283903197-660279671253406958?l=santuarys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/feeds/660279671253406958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8780656678283903197&amp;postID=660279671253406958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/660279671253406958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8780656678283903197/posts/default/660279671253406958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santuarys.blogspot.com/2008/02/homework-by-sylvia-chidi.html' title='Homework by Sylvia Chidi'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11791612000992332480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
