<?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-9153787108060106971</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:54:11.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal's Cave</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-4694796777422812682</id><published>2010-08-12T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:10:53.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-kept song</title><content type='html'>I do often wonder why that song was never kept.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may have something to do with how I ruined our duet.&lt;br /&gt;With highs and lows thrown here and there it is not hard to see,&lt;br /&gt;That I obiviously can't keep up with my partner Tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out so teribly that Tiffany ran off and wept.&lt;br /&gt;But still I often wonder why that song was never kept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-4694796777422812682?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/4694796777422812682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2010/08/un-kept-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4694796777422812682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4694796777422812682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2010/08/un-kept-song.html' title='Un-kept song'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-6389002043911689415</id><published>2010-08-12T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:11:27.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A mother past</title><content type='html'>The memories of my mother are few and far between,&lt;br /&gt;Her silken hair and glistening eyes seem distant as a dream.&lt;br /&gt;But when i do next see her i'll know her there and then,&lt;br /&gt;By recallling all the images in mind from way back when,&lt;br /&gt;Weid play around the park all day soaking up the bright sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;But when i do see her again i'll know i've had my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-6389002043911689415?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/6389002043911689415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2010/08/mother-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/6389002043911689415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/6389002043911689415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2010/08/mother-past.html' title='A mother past'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-5802647020507468681</id><published>2009-05-30T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:20:51.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal rest</title><content type='html'>I sat on my own filled deep with sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;watching the sunrise promising tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't feel a drop of the suns rays,&lt;br /&gt;as I flow through my never ending days.&lt;br /&gt;As I walked towards the tower,&lt;br /&gt;around me came a defening shower.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel it on my ice cold skin,&lt;br /&gt;and the colours around me did not dim.&lt;br /&gt;But as the rain tumbled down,&lt;br /&gt;I could not hide my new made frown.&lt;br /&gt;Because around me lay the dead,&lt;br /&gt;their life sucked from them as they bled.&lt;br /&gt;I remember how that night had felt,&lt;br /&gt;a strange sensation like a tightening belt.&lt;br /&gt;It came around my throught you see,&lt;br /&gt;and it was as tight as tight can be.&lt;br /&gt;Then out of the shadowy night,&lt;br /&gt;came a rather gruesome sight.&lt;br /&gt;As another like myself,&lt;br /&gt;who seemed to have a lot of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;Came towards me his teeth bared,&lt;br /&gt;but by luck my life he spared.&lt;br /&gt;Now as I remember it,&lt;br /&gt;it does not seem quite to fit.&lt;br /&gt;With the goings on in my head,&lt;br /&gt;and the words that I have said.&lt;br /&gt;I do wish that he had killed me,&lt;br /&gt;so I could be at rest for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-5802647020507468681?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/5802647020507468681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/eternal-rest-i-sat-on-my-own-filled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/5802647020507468681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/5802647020507468681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/eternal-rest-i-sat-on-my-own-filled.html' title='Eternal rest'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-6819381653307308776</id><published>2009-05-30T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:21:32.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving a lover</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I see clouds float by,&lt;br /&gt;And they are high up in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Then on me it starts to rain,&lt;br /&gt;And iI feel the terible pain.&lt;br /&gt;The pain that I felt when,&lt;br /&gt;You told me to leave, again.&lt;br /&gt;so I packed and ran out side,&lt;br /&gt;Past the beach and rolling tide.&lt;br /&gt;I went to stay with a friend,&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed to hope it would mend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-6819381653307308776?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/6819381653307308776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/leaving-lover-sometimes-i-see-clouds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/6819381653307308776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/6819381653307308776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/leaving-lover-sometimes-i-see-clouds.html' title='Leaving a lover'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-56413547320579562</id><published>2009-05-30T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:20:18.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't turn away</title><content type='html'>Every time I turn your way,&lt;br /&gt;I see you quickly turn away.&lt;br /&gt;How come you never speak to me?&lt;br /&gt;Just look over the fence from next doors tree.&lt;br /&gt;I do like you can't you tell?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the time you fell&lt;br /&gt;Down from that tree next door&lt;br /&gt;And lay there hurt apon the floor?&lt;br /&gt;I came to see if you were okay.&lt;br /&gt;But what do you do? . . . still turn away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-56413547320579562?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/56413547320579562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-turn-away-every-time-i-turn-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/56413547320579562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/56413547320579562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-turn-away-every-time-i-turn-your.html' title='Don&apos;t turn away'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-4046414361538958045</id><published>2009-05-30T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:22:46.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World safari</title><content type='html'>Penguins wadling to and fro,&lt;br /&gt;jumping up and down in the glistening snow.&lt;br /&gt;Lions and Tigers are on the prowl,&lt;br /&gt;if you listen closely you'll hear them growl.&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys swinging through the trees,&lt;br /&gt;hoping they don't bump their knees.&lt;br /&gt;Hippos wallowing in the mud,&lt;br /&gt;when they jump in they make a loud thud.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some animals that you may see,&lt;br /&gt;if you go on a world safari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-4046414361538958045?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/4046414361538958045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-safari-penguins-wadling-to-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4046414361538958045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4046414361538958045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/world-safari-penguins-wadling-to-and.html' title='World safari'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-4942007065297440090</id><published>2009-05-30T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:23:47.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids pictures</title><content type='html'>Black and white paintings on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Stickmen on bridges about to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Candyfloss trees all coverd with fluff.&lt;br /&gt;Boxes and bags all piled with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I loved to draw,&lt;br /&gt;When I was one, two, three and four.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-4942007065297440090?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/4942007065297440090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids-pictures-black-and-white-paintings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4942007065297440090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4942007065297440090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids-pictures-black-and-white-paintings.html' title='Kids pictures'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-2958893228868261666</id><published>2009-05-30T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:23:13.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A clear future</title><content type='html'>Wind whistling by your ears,&lt;br /&gt;Our world is filled with hopes and fears.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a place of rest,&lt;br /&gt;You can feel weight lift from your chest.&lt;br /&gt;The things you treasure they are here,&lt;br /&gt;And those you don't are no where near.&lt;br /&gt;Mysterys wonder idly by,&lt;br /&gt;As you gaze up in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;All your worries dissapear,&lt;br /&gt;And your future is Crystal clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-2958893228868261666?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/2958893228868261666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/clear-future-wind-whistling-by-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/2958893228868261666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/2958893228868261666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/clear-future-wind-whistling-by-your.html' title='A clear future'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9153787108060106971.post-4615881994591941353</id><published>2009-05-30T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:20:01.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal's Cave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey, I'm Crystal. I've written some poems for you to read. Please Comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9153787108060106971-4615881994591941353?l=crystalscave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/feeds/4615881994591941353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/crystals-cave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4615881994591941353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9153787108060106971/posts/default/4615881994591941353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crystalscave.blogspot.com/2009/05/crystals-cave.html' title='Crystal&apos;s Cave'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00735625844009215200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_siF1K4jrwd8/SiKXr7WpUCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/OciApSwaw8w/S220/me5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
