Tag: original
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April 06, 2008 08:17 PM EDT --
she said she loved me
and always would
i saved my soul for her
i gave my soul to her
she said she'd love me
and she always did
i saved myself for her
i gave myself to her
she . . . more
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July 14, 2008 10:02 PM EDT --
I saw my first fairy today
she was about two inches high
She wore a tiny powder blue dress
and had wings that made her fly
"I'm here to watch over you"
she said in her soft . . . more
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February 11, 2008 10:14 PM EST --
He says he wants to go
Into the woods.
To be in the green spaces
Where Frost's thoughts
Were dusted with gold.
So we go.
We lift our knees
To . . . more
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April 06, 2008 08:22 PM EDT --
(liminal) subs fire into the depths
waging war on the unconscious intra/fear/ances
that plague the haunted waters
spacious, yet so confining
are these murky places
dark and brooding
no . . . more
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May 19, 2008 06:37 PM EDT --
Here is the new painting I worked on today, which I think is now finished. I am never certain if there might be something I want to go back and tweak.
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August 13, 2008 11:56 AM EDT --
I started working on this a few days ago. I'm not finished with the painting yet, but I wanted to post what I've painted so far. I haven't painted . . . more
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October 03, 2008 09:25 AM EDT --
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" You were born an original.
Don't die a copy."
- John Mason
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April 25, 2008 02:47 PM EDT --
The folktale about trees I heard as a child as my parents sought to teach me respect for nature and the environment, comes to mind each Arbor Day. It is paraphrased here to the best of my . . . more
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March 13, 2008 07:02 PM EDT --
Dark Rising in my heart
burn so hard I can never part
From the cloud of fuzz in my brain
that seems to only hold suffering pain
Dark Rising in my heart
your face shoots through . . . more
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May 19, 2008 04:12 PM EDT --
I started a new painting today of a Cardinal. It is not finished, but I am posting a photo of what I have painted so far on it. My daughter said, "Mom it needs more . . . more
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April 19, 2007 04:05 PM EDT --
Published by me.
I want people to remember that I did used to publish original articles, poems, and stories, so I will publish a list of ten each day until I run out or get bored.
Chest Pain
Everyone . . . more
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November 18, 2007 09:19 AM EST --
Holiday Wish.
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January 26, 2008 04:41 PM EST --
I've been a bit concerned about my original content here and other places online. I've been following some articles about the problem and have decided to take down my original work that pertains . . . more
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April 06, 2008 06:37 PM EDT --
can't you just taste it?
that bitter tang of love
in your mouth like blood?
fascinated by your innate ability
to pretend that feelings don't matter
that it's something you can . . . more
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April 06, 2008 06:40 PM EDT --
i'd wished for so long to be there again
to languish in comforts withheld by distance,
the distance between two bodies in space
forever orbiting each other, connected yet separated.
oh . . . more
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April 06, 2008 06:41 PM EDT --
in the late great days of autumn's splendor,
withering, weeping, choking
on the death of a love.
wasted breath, i say
as i swoon with discontent
at the sorry state of my life.
time . . . more
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July 16, 2008 01:00 AM EDT --
You start hanging out with the new friends you've met
they seem okay at first then you see the trouble you can expect
Your eyes are wide open and you know what you see
but you push that aside . . . more
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September 27, 2007 04:22 PM EDT --
As we all at gather know our dear friend Spartan, is a genius with a camera and film.
He was very kind to offer to make my "original photo," a bit better. By taking the red eyes out, . . . more
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November 15, 2007 04:42 PM EST --
'You have chosen me from low estate to be your queen and companion, far beyond my desert or desire; if, then, you found me worthy of such honor, . . . more
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November 17, 2007 11:25 AM EST --
The sunrise, a beautiful mixture of purple and pink, welcomed another day. No human saw the glorious sight or felt the warmth. We hid, living and dieing in the dark, a fitting place to be after what . . . more
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