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    <title>Eye of the Beholder</title>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 23:33:32 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:date>2010-01-07T23:33:32Z</dc:date>
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    <dc:rights>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</dc:rights>
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      <title>CRIME &amp; PUNISHMENT.</title>
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      <description>Removing tobacco from Daddy’s butt ends, he Rubbed them down into A tin that Mother kept her Loose coins in, and liberating  
 
 
  Two cigarette papers from Daddy’s Rizla pack, he Painstakingly, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 18:43:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T18:43:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Just Checked On The Dog, He Is Happy</title>
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      <description>   Peanut wanted to play, so I played with him awhile, he sure loves the snow. He is not even in his dog house. He has lots of dog food and straw. I can here him barking now, come back out here! . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 18:20:43 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T18:20:43Z</dc:date>
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      <title>What A Special Friend</title>
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      <description>  I Have alot of them here on Gather. My good freind Fancy C. called me last  and offered to help me clean out older posts in my group, a ten we send. This was SO SWEET of her. Now . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 15:34:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T15:34:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>HIS MOTHER SAID.</title>
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      <description>Mother tanned his backside  For peeing in the box of toys,  Her large hand, he remembered,  Whacking the dust from his short  Trousers and the devil from his  Soul, or so she had said, and that 
  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 12:18:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T12:18:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>AFTER MASS.</title>
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      <description>The nuns filed out of the church into the cloister after mass and then dispersed and went their own ways. Sister Martha went to the refectory, which was almost empty except for old Sister Agatha who . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 10:31:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T10:31:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>UNWINDING WOOL.</title>
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      <description>Put your arms out straight  And keep them steady, Mother  Said, placing the wool over your  Outstretched arms and slowly  Unwinding the wool into a ball,  As you gazed at her working  Hands, the nimble . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 08:54:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T08:54:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A is for Alligator</title>
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   A is for alligator...   
 
 
   
 
   
 
 
   Reptilian lizard from days past,   
 
 
   gliding through murky waters,   
 
 
   you evoke fear with your primal visage.   
 
 
  
 
 
  The . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 17:27:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rose (just an ole GA peach)  Williams</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T17:27:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Just In The News</title>
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      <description>  Six To Ten More inches of snow, here in Southeast Iowa. This will start later today, and into tomorrow.  For those that need to , get your food, diapers, ect. while you can. Martin is heading . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 15:57:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T15:57:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>ROSE REMEMBERS.</title>
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      <description>I don’t suppose he’d remember that now although he ought always to remember as long as he remains alive and has breath in his body and a brain cell in his head and often when you see him . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 13:29:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T13:29:25Z</dc:date>
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      <title>BEFORE MASS.</title>
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      <description>The priest crossed the cloister garth of the convent watched from a high window by Sister Martha. Wonder where he’s going to now? Church probably to prepare for mass. There’s a bald . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 11:15:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T11:15:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>SMOKESCREEN.</title>
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      <description>I’ve seen the old priest take A pint of porter myself, and He’d not say no to a Jameson If it were offered by some kind Parishioner who happened to Be in the bar at the same time As the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 09:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T09:46:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE.</title>
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      <description>Lucia Amazon went to the window. Across the way was the dome of the Duomo. It's strange, she mused, this is the first time I've been to Florence since I met Geoffrey here in 1926. I came with my mother . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 08:40:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T08:40:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>FALL FROM GRACE.</title>
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      <description>Father Francis held the host Aloft his head, the key words Had been said, Mrs O’Toole Observed him and his every Move, her keen eyes taking In the dull whiteness of the Host, the fingers of the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 20:45:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T20:45:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Signs, Signs</title>
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      <description> Everywhere are signs. These are not blocking the scenery though.</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 15:56:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T15:56:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>GOSSIP.</title>
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      <description>Mrs Fitzgerald was the great Leveller; she brought everyone Down to her size with the sharp Scythe of her tongue. Did you See the Moran man come to his  
 
 
  Home blinded by the drink last Night? . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 07:35:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T07:35:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>JOGGED MEMORY.</title>
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      <description>Brother Thomas had whacked More boys buttocks that any Other teacher, Flint remembered Lying in the bed, watching Nancy Walk butt naked to the toilet across  
 
 
  The bedroom floor and slipping Out the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 19:04:51 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T19:04:51Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I Just Bared The Cold</title>
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      <description> It is cold out there, look at the front door. I got another pretty sky shot also. In my socks, on the front porch.</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 12:45:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T12:45:25Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A WOMAN'S FATE.</title>
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      <description>If you played your cards Right you could have had Her, Davitt said, sitting comfy In the snug, his hand round a Glass of Jameson, his eye on Moonan who sat opposite  
 
 
  Sipping his porter like . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 12:21:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T12:21:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Good Morning All</title>
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      <description>  I just woke up as my son went out to deliver newspapers. He is dressed in layers, and has a face mask on. 
  It is ~30 here, with the wind chill. Going to have a heat wave, though. It is going . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 09:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T09:24:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>On New Years Eve I got A Great Shot Of The Moon</title>
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      <description> It was full. I did not see it turn blue, though. Here it is.</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 00:50:04 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T00:50:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Making it up on the fly</title>
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      <description>Everything is fresh and new.  
 
 
 The old begins to deteriorate through and through. 
 
 
 The meteorite that lights the sky the bird that passes in and out of view. 
 
 
 It vanishes and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 00:30:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>joel samuel</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T00:30:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A MYSTERIOUS CONCEPTION.</title>
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      <description>When young Sister Felicity fainted in church during mass, falling sidelong into the choir stalls, casting her mass book helplessly across the floor of the aisle, causing a few disobedient heads to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:18:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T19:18:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Wall Of Art Just Down The Hill</title>
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      <description>  This is at a body shop. My freind, Brad Wichmeyer painted it. I think he did a great job. Almost looks like a car show.</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 16:05:15 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T16:05:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Way Too Cold Here To Snow</title>
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      <description>    Cold is putting it mildly. It is -2 here in Burlington Iowa. With the wind chill it is -17. I am so glad I do not have to go anywhere today. My Godmother and I decided the Good Lord . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 12:31:27 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>DIANE D.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T12:31:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Saturday Writing Essential 1/02/10: What Have You Done!</title>
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      <description>  
 
  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
 Here are the responses to last week's prompt: 
   
 
   Singing My Way Through Life, SatWE by    Elsie Duggan    . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 20:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T20:03:07Z</dc:date>
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      <title>SINEAD &amp; FINN.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977973088&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>Sinead showed her beauty Undressed in her bed, lying  
 
 
  Beside Finn, who in his sleep, Spoke some other’s name, but  
 
 
  She sexing it hot, heard it not, But in her own over the top  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 19:54:58 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977973088&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T19:54:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Her Life at GB Road</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977972713&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>She resides at the heart of darkness -  within the confines of blasphemy.  The walls are painted bright  by the color of anticipated larceny. 
  She creates melody in bed  but doesn't lend her voice  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 14:57:27 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ratan .</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T14:57:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My turtle needs a new home...</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971922&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>And I am only 635 points away from it, here I go wish me luck!</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 00:42:02 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971922&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Jeana Hamilton</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T00:42:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I dont change my icon much</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971862&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>Maybe I will put up a picture of me, what do you think?</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 23:13:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977971862&amp;grpId=3659174697247586&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Jeana Hamilton</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T23:13:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Those Pesky New Year’s Resolutions: Making them Stick is the Hard Part</title>
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      <description>  
 
  Submitted in response to the  Friday Gather Writing Essentials  prompt by Nancy L. This is the New Year's column I wrote last year for my hometown newspaper. I'm happy to say, this resolution . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 21:53:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rose (just an ole GA peach)  Williams</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T21:53:08Z</dc:date>
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