Tag: writing
group name: hearttugs
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May 29, 2007 02:56 PM EDT --
Greetings fellow AC Members! I’m hoping that everyone on Gather, who also publishes their work on Associated Content will stop by and read this brief article.
I would like for each of you to leave . . . more
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August 27, 2007 06:17 AM EDT --
Outside the attic window,
a bird flew against the glass;
not hurt, he flapped again and chirped.
Up the attic stairs, thunderous steps
the sound of one hundred elephants, times two;
it . . . more
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November 24, 2006 11:42 AM EST --
Whistling sounds howl through the night,
Bundled children hide from sight!
Glass panes rattle, shake from gales,
A wintry mix whips water and hail,
Pounds the roof, gulps snow, exhales!
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December 01, 2006 12:52 AM EST --
As things go down hill for you,
I want to be there.
You’ve started to worry me,
let me prove that I care
We all have our issues
and our crosses to carry.
We all have some hatred,
and some axes to . . . more
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December 14, 2006 12:00 PM EST --
[I am signing off Gather for good. I must. It's been an amazingly rewarding experience for me reading your writing and the critiques of my writing. I've come to see many . . . more
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January 23, 2007 11:40 PM EST --
Do I dare take this chance
Open up my mind to such a dream
Is it true to make it come true
Does my words make since to you
A type of chance that is one in many
Rarely do one win such things as this . . . more
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January 13, 2007 11:54 AM EST --
George (Marian Evans Cross) Eliot (1819-1880)
"Perhaps the wind
Wails so in winter for the summers dead,
And all sad sounds are nature's funeral cries
For what has been and is not."
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October 21, 2006 09:20 AM EDT --
No one in my groups have said anything to me directly, but I read in a post from another Gather person that people are complaining about the amount of posts sent per day. I want to clear something up. . . . more
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October 08, 2006 10:07 PM EDT --
Conflict of Heart
I have been feeling an emptiness inside,
Thats the pain of living without her,
and all I take with me are memories,
But then thats life,
hey! who cares!
Why do I search for what I cant . . . more
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November 11, 2006 07:44 PM EST --
"Did you ever save that card your father gave you?" My mother and I were having one of our weekly chats on the phone catching up on the small things. Every now and then, our conversations tend . . . more
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September 04, 2007 07:46 AM EDT --
Such a dreamer I have always been,
Wishing and wanting beautiful things,
Building on what I cherish within,
Wanting love, and all that it brings;
Hopes and desires I have built upon, too,
Watching . . . more
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September 20, 2007 08:22 PM EDT --
I was a child my mother referred to as “homely.” I don’t believe it was because I was actually ugly; in fact, though for many years I believed I was ugly, it was only the self-image which . . . more
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February 10, 2008 11:48 PM EST --
The new week is starting and we here at Writing Essentials: Humor Monday are going to do our best to send you out into the world with a smile on your face and a song in your heart. Well, at least the smile . . . more
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December 01, 2006 06:25 PM EST --
Come, we are ready, ride in your new wagon, we will go out.
Wow! Can I pull Mommy> Do you want me to pull?
No, just enyou the ride. Here pull the tongue up and hold it and you will learn . . . more
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January 17, 2008 03:18 PM EST --
My daughter got a reminder from the dentist's office to make an appointment -- the same day I heard that my dentist and his wife were found dead in their home!
It's such a weird feeling. . . . more
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January 04, 2007 09:07 PM EST --
The Little Face of Truth
I see a smile gracing the face of truth,
As my nephew runs free,
In a way I once ran,
And I reach out to the days long gone,
Just holding his hand,
Makes me more of a man,
His . . . more
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March 02, 2007 06:03 AM EST --
I enter the land of words often,
Eager to pluck the ripest,
Driven by urge to fashion verse,
Attempting a vivid message.
Michelangelo chiselled his "Boy David",
From a piece of misshapen rock, . . . more
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November 30, 2006 12:30 AM EST --
The dreams slept peacefully,
until a blue light made them stir.
Then sadly, the beautiful light was gone,
vanishing as quickly as it appeared.
It has faded into the painted desert,
but the awoken dreams . . . more
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December 20, 2006 01:54 PM EST --
I know you miss me
I feel that way too
but i'm alright here
God is loving me
He gave me wings
to watch over you
and a voice to sing
just like the ocean
remember the pain
you felt when I left . . . more
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November 17, 2006 08:10 PM EST --
November winds caress the birch,
Their swarming, siren, creases each bough.
December's wind, if it be wild,
Will stir and slap each branch with snow.
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