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    <title>Gather: Articles by Alison Pearce</title>
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    <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 19:42:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>A Well-Heeled Gentlemen and Elegant Ladies -Play on Words Challenge</title>
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      <description>In my    ele   ment, I am a fiction writer, giving a voice to the voic   ele   ss and life to the lif   ele   ss. Frankly, I’m us   ele   ss at first person writing, but this is a r   ele   vant time . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 08:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-28T08:59:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Yuletide Dancer - Poetry Play on Words Challenge</title>
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     Ank   let   s and brace   let   s of gold     

     Circ   let    of vio   let   s upon her brow     

     Dancing in sti   let   tos under the mist   let   oe     

     On the dance . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 08:32:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-28T08:32:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>White Ribbons - Poetry Play on Words Challenge</title>
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      <description>Written belatedly for White Ribbon Day. Say no to violence against women. 
 
   

  Wh  ite   Ribbons  

     

  She wore wh  ite   ribbons in her hair  

  And watched the k  ite  s sail . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 09:08:05 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-21T09:08:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Jacaranda Avenue - Play on Words Challenge</title>
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      <description>Written a little belatedly for White Ribbon Day. Say no to violence against women. 
 
   

  Jacaranda Avenue  

     

  The t  ran  quil gardens that circled the little cottage at the end . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:21:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-21T05:21:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Yellow Lane - 100 Word Stories/Week 38/Challenge</title>
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      <description>This is the first time I have attempted a poem for a drabble challenge and it was hard!!! My respect for the poets in the group has increased one thousand fold!! 
 
 
  

     Down   Yellow Lane   we . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 00:02:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-20T00:02:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>So Long - Dancing Fingers/#7/ Challenge &amp; Prompts/Week 4/Challenge</title>
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      <description>  

   

   

  Words are weapons  

  Sharper than steel  

  That pierce thin armour  

  Spun from all I feel  

   

  You turned your back, walked away  

  My love for you was . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 22:44:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-16T22:44:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Purpose - Play on Words Challenge</title>
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      <description>Written in honour of the anniversary of The Trail of Tears.  

   

   

  ‘We cannot opp  ose   the soldiers and we are so exp  ose  d here!'  

  Meli sat overlooking the beds of r  ose . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 06:51:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-07T06:51:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Blame Game - Poetry Play on Words Challenge</title>
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  Mad  ame   of fl  ame   and D  ame   of sh  ame    

  My heart l  ame  nts when you call my n  ame    

  Rivers of blood ste  ame  d, the sun no longer be  ame  d  

  When in temper  ame . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 06:03:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-07T06:03:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Stars still Shine (For Elsie) - Prompts/Week 3/Writing Challenge</title>
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      <description>This story is a complete work of fiction, it has, however, been inspired by the eternal love shared between our own Elsie Duggan and her beloved husband, Bill. I can only hope that my husband and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 01:17:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-07T01:17:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Destiny - 100 Word stories/Week 36/Challenge</title>
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  The black shadows beneath the trees were impenetrable. Dana rested at the base of one huge oak, gripping her thick red hair in futile desperation. The haze that had fogged her mind began to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 23:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-11-05T23:45:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Halloween Podcast</title>
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      <description>My short story &amp;quot;Earthbound&amp;quot; is currently being played as a podcast on The Writing Show's &amp;quot;Halloween Ghast Fest&amp;quot;. This has been a month long podcast of various writers reading their . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 23:42:21 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-28T23:42:21Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Earth Goddess - Xpressions/Week 8/Challenge</title>
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  Cleansing  strength  of the soil and the forest  

  Renews  inner strength  of the Goddess of the fields  

   Stubborn  and  proud , she stands tall in all weather  

  Rejoicing in all that . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 23:33:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-27T23:33:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Lost - Easel Musings/Week 20/Challenge</title>
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   Three young men lost their lives last night in our local community in an outbreak of gang violence. I sat and wrote this poem, saddened by the loss of lives that could have been . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 06:44:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-25T06:44:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ada and Betsy - 100 Word Stories/Week 35/Challenge</title>
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  ‘Don't worry,'   Ada   crooned to her constant companion, ‘There's somebody in the next village who knows how to deal with these things.'  

  Betsy stared into   Ada  's . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 04:52:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-24T04:52:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Tranquillity Cottage - Poetry Play on Words</title>
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  Br  ill  iant sunshine on a ch  ill  y day  

   Ill   icit sensations of peace in many ways  

   

  Little cottage outside of the v  ill  age town  

   Ill   uminated from the heavens . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 04:41:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-24T04:41:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Disinformation - Play on Words Challenge</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977487170</link>
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  Wes took the last sip of his   dis  tilled water and   dis  carded it in the trash, trying to feign   dis  interest in Agent Lan  dis  's phone call. It was a   dis  mal day, and not for . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 04:23:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-24T04:23:06Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Writer's Secret World - Nifty Fifty/Week One</title>
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      <description>  

   

   

  The words are there, at the tip of my tongue, at the tip of my pencil. The voices are gathering momentum. I am a mere conduit for the characters that fill my mind. The stories . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 22:57:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-19T22:57:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Run - 100 Word Stories/Week 33/Non-Challenge</title>
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      <description>  

   

   

  ‘Where to, mate?'  

  Jack looked up to see the cab driver watching him in the rearview mirror. Tearing his eyes away, Jack gazed out the window.  

  Clearing his throat . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 23:40:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-06T23:40:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Golden Autumn - Poetry Please Single Word Challenge #52</title>
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      <description>It has been awhile since I entered a piece to the group, and even now it is actually a repost!    

   

   

   

  Golden Autumn  

   

  Russet and bronze leaves falling . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 00:37:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-06T00:37:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Golden Stairs /Zoomit/ Week 18</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977468849</link>
      <description>Hope this isn't too late!  

   

                                                Golden . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 00:15:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-10-06T00:15:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A plagiarised poem!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977462934</link>
      <description>I am so mad but very grateful to the person who made me aware of the situation. 

 Just got this comment on my poem &amp;quot;Black Angels&amp;quot; 

 
 
 
 
 
   
   
 

 
   
 Hi, 
  
 I thought . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 23:11:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-29T23:11:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>If Angels Heard Tears - Xpressions/Week5/Challenge</title>
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      <description>   Reposted for Xpressions challenge . 

   

   

  If Angels Heard Tears  

  By Alison M Pearce  

   

 If angels heard tears 

 And felt our mortal fears 

 Would they bear our . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 21:40:23 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-29T21:40:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Damned - Poetry Play on Words challenge</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977459531</link>
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  Crow  ned   with bloodstai  ned   leaves  

  Christe  ned   at Satan's alter with rai  ned   tears  

  Pai  ned   memories awake  ned   far too late  

  Sipho  ned   from a guilty tighte . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 03:23:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977459531</guid>
      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-26T03:23:32Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Henbane - Play On Words Challenge</title>
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   Hen   rietta's time roug  hen  ed hand darted out and grasped Kate   Hen  derson's wrist. As  hen   faced, she tried hard not to show her appre  hen  sion, fixing her eyes on the strange . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 09:45:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-25T09:45:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Radiance - Xpressions/Week4/Challenge</title>
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      <description>I actually wrote this Haiku for my daughter, Jessie, who is close to giving birth to our first grandchild. I thought it would be appropriate for this challenge.  

   

   

  Radiance  

 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 22:59:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-18T22:59:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Invisible - 100 Word Stories/Week 31/Challenge</title>
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  They were whispering in the corner of the room, certain that no-one could hear them.  

  Jonathon and Susan didn't notice how close Henry was to them. It seemed that Henry's presence . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 00:15:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-17T00:15:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Violet's Heart - Play On Words</title>
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  The fishing h  ole   was surrounded by   ole  ander trees, their brightly coloured blooms strung around the foliage like ribbons on a mayp  ole  . Their gaudiness in the face of tragedy cons . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 23:19:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-11T23:19:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Popular - Dancing Fingers/Week 2/Non-Challenge</title>
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      <description>  ‘I can't believe you even thought he was really interested in you!' Amber sneered, her posse of popular girls sniggering in agreement behind her.  

  Kristy said nothing. She just hung . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 02:28:53 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-11T02:28:53Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Rainwashed - Poetry Play On Words</title>
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   Ash    trees glow silver in the lightning's fl  ash    

   Ash   amed thoughts exposed in its electric l  ash    

  Eyel  ash  es flutter, hopes d  ash  ed, in the cr  ash   of thunder . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 01:39:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-09-11T01:39:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dancing Beauty - Easel Musings/Week 15/Challenge</title>
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      <description>Draped across the lounge, Isabelle watched the warm colours of the setting sun - streaming in through the open window - dance across her bare arms. Her thoughts drifted far away, to a place in her life . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 05:05:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Alison Pearce</dc:creator>
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