Tag: love
group name: writing
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February 13, 2008 04:40 PM EST --
Ron closed his eyes and listened to the chanting of the rain telling an ancient love tale to him. Watching that ceaseless pitter-patter of the rain broke the tranquility in the room. Clouds were . . . more
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September 09, 2007 04:21 AM EDT --
Lead me thru the garden gate and show me what grows there.
Or' the walls grown grey with age hang stalks of maiden hair.
Take my hand my one true love I am yours . . . more
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February 06, 2008 11:51 AM EST --
If I could reach the stars,
I would give them to you;
If I could paint your heart,
it would never be blue:
I would dry every tear
from your eyes;
I would give . . . more
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February 13, 2008 11:13 AM EST --
Yes, she looked pretty .
Angelic, so to say, walking down the aisle in her ivory organza strapless gown cinched at the waist and the chapel length train cascading behind her.
Looking at . . . more
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October 04, 2007 09:49 PM EDT --
Today I read a wonderful article of Reena D. and while reading it, I was thinking of my friend.Reena's article reminded me those heavy conversations which we had together.This story . . . more
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September 21, 2007 03:47 AM EDT --
I dedicate this prose poetry to Dena; who said she looks forward to reading more of my writing. Thank you, Dena.
Dropping . . . my heart
. . . more
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July 21, 2008 01:34 PM EDT --
I raised both my daughters in a very respectful, intelligent, and compassionate environment where all behavior I wished for them to acquire was modeled by myself.
Random acts of kindness have always . . . more
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December 11, 2007 10:18 AM EST --
The nearly waist high grass tickles her bare legs as she wades through it. Lost in thought. The wind is blowing her hair in her face, but seems just a minor nuisance. . . . more
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July 25, 2007 01:36 AM EDT --
As a child I got sick rather often between horrid allergies and illnesses being passed around school. The illness was never the common cold or the flu, it was always a massive drama to my body. . . . more
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February 13, 2008 01:20 PM EST --
For some reason, today I was remembering the first time I ever received a Valentine. I'm not talking about Valentines such as the ones we all made for our classmates in school. . . . more
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November 01, 2007 10:25 AM EDT --
"Mom, did you iron my dress for the party?" Megan screamed from inside the bathroom.
"It's right there on your bed", Mom's shrill voice echoed through the living room. . . . more
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December 18, 2007 02:43 PM EST --
I've been dragged deep, far away,
He was never meant to hurt me, not this way.
I was blinded by the moon and shadows made by the light,
Now i'm not here anymore, he took me with the night. . . . more
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December 10, 2007 07:26 PM EST --
Boredom came
for the masses
hunting like the warrior
spreading
like the plague
Pounding the crush
to the solid hatred . . . more
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April 06, 2008 09:44 PM EDT --
Tender moments
allowing us to departure
on a cloudy day
towards ecstasy.
Our journey is eminent
Rose Petals lay upon
opening your eyes
to a new beggining.
A hand full of promises . . . more
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February 06, 2008 05:27 AM EST --
'' BUTTERFLY BEAUTIFUL '' COPYRIGHT 2007, Lonnie Ray Fowler--inspired by my 6 yr old Grand-daughter, Dakota Le'Ann Petty ......
On the night of August 31st, 2007; when . . . more
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May 14, 2008 06:12 PM EDT --
Life is something unpredictable and Julia was still amazed. How does it feel when you are standing among those who are so much different, not only in looks but totally different? But she loved that difference. . . . more
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July 27, 2007 04:56 PM EDT --
Avow
White gossamer lace
Entwined souls forever bound
Floating rain of rice
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October 16, 2007 08:24 PM EDT --
I'm 52 years old. Mother of 3 grown children, and grandmother of 9, and I'm gonna buy myself a lunch box. The kind that kids used to take their lunches in, to school.
Yup. That's . . . more
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August 09, 2007 08:47 PM EDT --
Unique and Free
I, don`t want to be like anyone...but me
Nothing in you that I need to be
Feeling pretty good in who it is that is me come take a peek and you too will see
That I am so unique and free . . . more
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August 11, 2007 09:37 PM EDT --
I know his name because the woman stops unloading their shopping cart long enough to say, "Hear me out before you accuse me, Joe. You might find . . . more
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