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Friday, June 1, 2007

A Serious Thought!!

What if Jack’s Beanstalk Was a True Miracle? What if when Jack planted his magic beans his bean stalk grew to a world of answers? Answers to end all the evil diseases we can’t cure. Solutions to the world’s hunger and poverty! Peace to people who have never know it. An end to the killing, the pain,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Did You Ever Have a Song Stuck In Your Mind?

It’s a silly ditty, And it’s suck on rewind. It plays over and over, Forever imprinted. Laying low beneath the surface, Ready to erupt. It makes me hum, At first it was fun. Now I can’t get the rhyme, Out of my mind. I’m going crazy, Think of something else. It’s a silly ditty, And it’s stuck on... Sign in to see full entry.

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The White Twins - an ode to nature

The White Twins Pure as a fresh fallen snow, Their beauty breathtaking. Awe wakens your imagination, As you gaze and admire their creation. The dew is wet and cool beneath my feet, As I try to capture their likeness forever. So far elusive allowing me only brief glimpses, Of their existence. They... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 31, 2007

Love Letters - Great Great Secret

Love Letters Victoria was exploring in the attic looking at some of the things in a cedar chest that belonged to her great great grandmother. She was so interested in her Grandma’s tale of the two lovers, she decided to see what she could find packed away. Victoria came across a locked chest against... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Whisper - a poem

Whisper Soft as a whisper. Quiet as a whisper. What is a whisper? A caution of silence, An uttered secret for no one to hear. A last breath of a dying wish. The insecurity of a child asking permission. Two lovers sharing intimate feeling. A promise just before the tears fall. A frightened victim not... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Lesson In Love - Sorting it Out

Sorting it Out They were nearly finished laughing, teasing and just having a great time about 10:30, as Dusty made his way into the living room. He had a pair of shorts on nothing else, his hair was a mess and he needed a shave looking rather rough. Gina glanced at Kyle who checked out the clock... Sign in to see full entry.

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Draysville - A Lesson in Love

Draysville They drove to Draysville finding Dusty’s truck parked outside a hotel room not far off the main highway. “Well do we knock or just crash the door?” Kyle asked. “We knock,” said Gina knocking on the door. There was no answer, so she knocked again. “Kyle go get the manager to let us in tell... Sign in to see full entry.

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Lesson in Love - short story

A Lesson In Love - Rodeo Cowboy Gina had been to the store picking up some groceries and pizza for the boy's dinner. As she ascended the steps to the trailer she could hear the boys going at it. Kyle’s voice was strained and angry Dusty’s belligerent sounding drunk again. She pushed open the door... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 28, 2007

A Woman's Day - short story

Just a Woman’s Day It’s 9:00 the kids are snuggled finally into bed and her husband is comfortably watching TV on the sofa. She has a seat falling into the soft overstuffed chair. She begins matching socks hoping all mates are present, and the washing machine monster did not score another victim... Sign in to see full entry.

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Maybe If - Poem

Maybe If… Today I’m plagued with maybe ifs. Do you know this? When something horrible happens, One always thinks….. Maybe If. Could you make a difference? Would the results change this outcome, Maybe If. Does life revolve around choices, Is it predestined? Can we change undesired results, With the... Sign in to see full entry.

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I am a serious writer, I have a passion for it. A written word will never die as long as it is read by one single person. A well written sentance or paragraph can evoke an emotion and create a smile. A story can take a person away for awhile, letting them escape from their realiity if even for a little while. I want to entertain you, and amaze you tap your creativity and hope you enjoy my words....so please read on I'm waiting.

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