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    <title>Gather: Articles by Carole  S.</title>
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    <description>Recent Articles on Gather by Carole  S.</description>
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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 09:51:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Minnesota Ties-(Poem) (repost)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977642676</link>
      <description>  

  Minnesota Ties  

  Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1996  

   

   

   

   

  Stately sunflowers stand  

  like golden-haired women  

  gathered to gossip. Yellow  
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 18:25:09 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-31T18:25:09Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Bonding-Poem (repost)</title>
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      <description>  

   This poem was written about my daughter when she was born. I had to remember back quite a few years to remember my feelings. She was born in 1970.   

 
 
   Bonding   

   By Carole Shukle . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 18:22:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-31T18:22:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Haiku-Poetry</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977639800</link>
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 Like a pearl necklace, 

 A dainty thread of spider 

 web glistened with dew. 

  </description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 16:07:48 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977639800</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-28T16:07:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Golden Thread by Carole Shukle Copyright 1999 (reworked) Poetry</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977635443</link>
      <description>Golden Thread by Carole Shukle 

   

 Young eyes came upon this 

 paradise 

 of salt-white sand 

 and watercolor seas. 

 Giant sugar-mound dunes lured 

 the imagination and offered secret . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 14:24:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-24T14:24:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Muse By Carole S. -Poetry</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977634017</link>
      <description>Muse  

 
 
  Poetry,  

  a scream from the heart,  

  a river of emotions,  

  a heartfelt song,  

  a link to one’s soul.  

 
 
  Poetry,  

  my Muse,  

  my solice,  

  my therapy.  
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 00:36:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977634017</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-23T00:36:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Books- Haiku</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977633544</link>
      <description>Books   

 
 
   Books are tiny friends.   

   They give comfort, help, and love.   

   They'll never leave you.</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 13:01:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-22T13:01:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Introduction:</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977632894</link>
      <description>Hi, I would like to introduce myself.  I live in Florida and I was a service brat growing up.  My whole family has been military.  Now, I am a grandmother and a retired teacher. 

 I attented . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 14:44:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977632894</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-21T14:44:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Introduction</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977632662</link>
      <description>I would like to introduce myself to the group.  I just joined.  I love Etsy.  I have a shop there too.  I am an artist. 

   

 www.readingsully2.etsy.com 

 www.readingsully2.blogspot.com . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 04:15:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977632662</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-21T04:15:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I apologize</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977632259</link>
      <description>I have been away forever.  Been busy with my art and my shop at Etsy. 

   

 If you would like to start coming back here that would be wonderful.  Would love to see your latest work.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 18:35:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-20T18:35:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I have been away for a year!</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977630851</link>
      <description>I feel badly for having been gone so long.  I am very busy with my art work right now and my shop on the internet.  Drop by and say &amp;quot;HI&amp;quot;.  Carole</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 17:57:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-19T17:57:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Treasured Place (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977375891</link>
      <description>Treasured Place  

  By Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1999  

     

  Young eyes  

  came upon this paradise  

  of salt-white sand  

  and watercolor seas.  

  Giant sugar-mound dunes  

  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 22:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-06-17T22:31:06Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Visions-A Poem</title>
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      <description>Visions  

  By Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 2000  

  All rights reserved.     

     

  I walk in the dark. Grey mist envelopes  

  me like a heavy cloak dampening  

  my spirit.   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 16:42:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-02-10T16:42:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Double Ended Rainbow-(Poetry)</title>
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      <description>Double Ended Rainbow 

 © 2005 

 By Carole S. 

   

   

   

 The tiny rainbow arched 

 Just beyond my reach. 

 Both ends touched 

 My backyard. 

   

 No pots of gold, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 23:30:44 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-10T23:30:44Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Christmas Potpourri..A Memoir (repost)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191243</link>
      <description>Christmas Potpourri...A Memoir  

  By Carole S.  

  All Rights Reserved. Copyright 1998.  

     

     

  When I was a kid, I used to love our family Christmases.    I would look forward . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 02:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-01T02:46:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Visions (POEM)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191237</link>
      <description>Visions  

  By Carole S.  

  Copyright 2000  

  All rights reserved.     

     

  I walk in the dark. Grey mist envelopes  

  me like a heavy cloak dampening  

  my spirit.    In . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 02:41:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977191237</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-01T02:41:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Horsehair Brush -Part Three</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977183721</link>
      <description>*NOTE:  I BACKED UP A LITTLE TO GIVE YOU A GOOD STARTING POINT.  PARTS ONE AND TWO WILL BE POSTED AT THE BOTTOM FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE.  I AM COMBINING THEM IN ONE POST. 
  

   

 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 23:50:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-21T23:50:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Predator (Haiku)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977180983</link>
      <description>Predator 
  
By Carole Shukle 
Copyright 2006 
 
The snake dangled from 
the talons of the swift hawk  
like limp spaghetti.</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 00:07:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977180983</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-19T00:07:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Encroachment-Haiku-Tuesday Challenge-Ladybug</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977180553</link>
      <description>Encroachment-Haiku 

   

   

 A red ladybug 

 dressed in black spots walks alone 

 down a parking lot. 

  </description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 14:10:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-18T14:10:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>THE HORSEHAIR BRUSH (PART TWO)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977178935</link>
      <description>PLEASE NOTE THAT (PART ONE) IS AT THE BOTTOM OF (PART TWO) JUST IN CASE YOU MISSED (PART ONE) THE FIRST TIME AROUND.  I DID THIS FOR YOUR READING CONVENIENCE. THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR COMMENTS. 
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 15:19:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977178935</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-16T15:19:06Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Whirlwind (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977176459</link>
      <description>Whirlwind  

  By Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1999  

     

     

     

  The world is like a child’s top,  

     

  spinning out-of-control.  

     

  An invisible . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 01:04:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977176459</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T01:04:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Horsehair Brush (A long Short Story) Part One</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977176453</link>
      <description>This is a long short story I wrote so I am qoing to break it down into parts.    

   

   

 Carole Shukle 

 Copyright 1999 

   

   

 The Horsehair Brush 

   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 00:56:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-14T00:56:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My Place (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977173967</link>
      <description>My Place  

  By Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1999  

     

  Young eyes  

  capture this paradise  

  of salt-white sand  

  and watercolor seas.  

     

  Giant sugar-mound dunes   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 14:23:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977173967</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-11T14:23:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Wall (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977171818</link>
      <description>Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1999  

     

  Ode to the Wall  

     

     

  I touch your cold  

  As death ebony face.  

     

  My eyes, like a camera  

  zooming in on . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 02:34:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977171818</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-09T02:34:53Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Wall (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977171816</link>
      <description>Carole Shukle  

  Copyright 1999  

     

  Ode to the Wall  

     

     

  I touch your cold  

  As death ebony face.  

     

  My eyes, like a camera  

  zooming in on . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 02:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977171816</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-09T02:33:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Boycotting China...The Saga Continues....no. 3.</title>
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      <description>Well, I am still boycotting China and I get very frustrated when I shop and can find very little that is not made in China.  I have been boycotting China for four to five months now.  I had . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 23:29:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977171671</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-08T23:29:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Garden Wolf-Haiku</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977170642</link>
      <description>Garden Wolf 

 By Carole Shukle 

 Copyright 2000 

 *All rights reserved. 

   

   

 Slimy trails flag my 

 journey through rocks in search of 

 leafy sustenance.</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 23:56:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977170642</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-07T23:56:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Grimalkin (poem): Cat (Challenge)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977170130</link>
      <description>Grimalkin  

  By Carole Shukle  

     

  Eyesreflecting a glint of green  

  gaze into mine,  

  probing but veiled, sparking  

  to my soul.  

     

  Soft, sinewy body motion  

 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 14:33:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977170130</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-07T14:33:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Limer (A Short Story)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977168439</link>
      <description>Limer 

 By Carole Shukle 

 Word Count 1138 

 Copyright 1999 

   

   

 The tears ran down the freckled cheeks of seven year old Charlie, leaving a tiny salt and grime roadway on her skin. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 20:00:04 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-05T20:00:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Moments and Monuments (Poem)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977168422</link>
      <description>Carole Shukle        

  Copyright 1998  

     

     

  Moments and Monuments  

     

     

  On a moonlit  

  summer night,  

  when the world  

  was . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 19:32:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977168422</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-05T19:32:51Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Gamble (Short Story)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977165659</link>
      <description>  

 Written by Carole Shukle 

 Copyright 1996 

   

 The Gamble 

   

        The lady judge in a tailored suit speaks with the precision of a good typist striking . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 20:07:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977165659</guid>
      <dc:creator>Carole  S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-11-02T20:07:02Z</dc:date>
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