Tag: prose
group name: jestervengeance
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June 14, 2008 01:03 PM EDT --
Sometimes she would fall into The Angry Place...that place she was so afraid of. It was a place of demons and monsters...a place where even her smile was not enough to fill the darkness.
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October 24, 2009 12:20 PM EDT --
She walked along the shoreline, moonlight guiding her footsteps. Waves kissed her ankles, and the breeze whipped through her hair. She didn't care. For this moment, she didn't have to look perfect. . . .
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June 22, 2009 10:03 AM EDT --
Love is the answer in a world filled with questions.
Where there is sadness, love can bring joy.
Where there is intolerance, love can bring acceptance.
Where there is bitterness, . . .
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April 23, 2007 09:43 AM EDT --
I have had mourning doves around my home for a number of years. I actually was mean to them at one time. Yes, mean old Audrey didn't want them nesting just above her back door. Don't . . .
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October 31, 2007 01:59 PM EDT --
Flakes of dying sunlight float over badly engineered concrete, reflecting their mother’s bony arms against mourning clouds. The woman skirts the puddles while others wade through, splashing . . .
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August 14, 2007 09:54 AM EDT --
I look around and see so much to do, but my muse calls to me like a voice of light in the darkness.
Dishes to do, laundry to fold...but my muse won't let me go.
He calls to me at the most . . .
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April 20, 2007 08:46 PM EDT --
i want you to read me
poetry
you can watch my toes
curl
as flames
lick
from your skull
volts
zingingggggggg
this canvas
melting hues
a thousand gales
could not breathe
L I F . . .
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October 10, 2007 01:08 PM EDT --
Dearest Ernie,
I wish to inform you that I am very put out. Yes, I do
believe I smell something putrid in the world of POW.
Your choice of the keyword put this week has left me
sputtering in . . .
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September 25, 2007 11:44 AM EDT --
It happens mostly in the morning, when all is quiet and the world is still sleeping. I get up, put the coffee on, get dressed, and sit down to read a bit. Usually it's a poem...by nobody . . .
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October 26, 2009 08:46 PM EDT --
Oh yes, guys and dolls more mushy teen angst. I found my giant book of high school poetry. Its all quite miserable and hormonal. I was in love with a string of bad boys. These . . .
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May 30, 2008 12:23 PM EDT --
The mirror
No longer a portal to other dimensions
Or a place of cosmic questioning
No faithful future
No blessed past
The mirror
A tool for putting hair in place
For creating . . .
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July 31, 2007 05:17 PM EDT --
This came to my writing group e-mail. If you can use it, Great...!
CALL FOR MANUSCRIPTS: ANTHOLOGIES
ANTHOLOGY, Things I’d Never Tell My Mother. Seeking essays exploring mother/daughter . . .
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August 10, 2007 06:35 AM EDT --
You read right. Now you're asking what's the catch?
If you write articles or short stories (like I do) or poems (like I occasionally do) then wouldn't it be nice if we were able to get . . .
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May 17, 2007 04:06 PM EDT --
As the owner of POETRY PLAY ON WORDS I love seeing my members go out each week and throw together a maximum 24 line poem or prose using words containing only a three letter keyword that I supply them every . . .
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April 25, 2007 03:50 AM EDT --
The Battleof Long Tan
ANZAC Day, on April 25,th is commemorated in both Australia and New Zealand; and it honours those fallen in war. Among those who are remembered are the eighteen . . .
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October 10, 2009 02:51 AM EDT --
Blue
My eyes are blue
as blue as my soul
my heart wails a solemn melody
my soul crys out
screams as pale as my skin
you can knock, but
you ain't getting in...
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October 10, 2009 02:55 AM EDT --
Not a Penny in my Pocket
Not a Penny in my pocket
A swollen heart
welled up with tears
for a tender kiss
lost on a plain i never walked on
my feet never touched the earth
and my love . . .
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October 10, 2009 05:55 PM EDT --
Suffer my heart at our hand
My skin stings with tears
that streak my face
with mascara
and infinite filth
you are a sacred heathen sent straight from hell
to tempt my desires, my heart's on . . .
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June 27, 2008 10:27 AM EDT --
Being Valedictorian, I was forced to write a speech for graduation tomorrow. T_T I suck at public speaking, but oh well. Anyway, I thought I would share my speech with my Gather friends as I will be spending . . .
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October 14, 2009 03:56 PM EDT --
The rain has arrived,
I tremble inside,
Its beauty has restored my pride.
I can now begin to dry my eyes.
I feel its warmth on my pallid face
filled with gentleness and grace.
Its mild hands . . .
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