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October 14, 2008 09:15 PM EDT --
Walking to the Library
Walking to the library I noticed more about my neighborhood than when I ride my bike. I noticed the many different types of bridges in Tenney park, arching . . .
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October 13, 2008 10:53 PM EDT --
What I wish I could say to that child who begged me to be her mother when I was in college:
Oh sweet child, your beautiful face full of hope and dreams, of youth so raw even though you shook when . . .
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October 13, 2008 10:22 PM EDT --
Oh brain so cloudy
Thoughts stick like flies to mud
Perhaps I am lost
Copyright 2008 Laura Beck Nielsen
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October 13, 2008 09:41 PM EDT --
Chapter One- Vultures Coming Down
Lois notices turkey vultures circling in the pale morning sky as she wraps a thrift wool coat over her boney shoulders. A cool walk along the . . .
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October 12, 2008 11:29 PM EDT --
Perhaps when my oldest brother claims I cannot get my facts straight, he is right. When I attempt to tell someone about an event of the past, I seem to take the simple textbook account and soak . . .
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October 09, 2008 10:25 PM EDT --
Walking down State Street, quarter to nine in the evening, this chilled October Thursday, women of all types sling their bags over their shoulders, lock their bikes to the racks, flip their hair . . .
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September 07, 2008 01:59 PM EDT --
September 6, 2008, roughly around 7:30 p.m. in Madison, WI
Long medium brown straight hair hung to the waistline of her red suede jacket. Motionless, she stood, hands at her waist, fingers hidden . . .
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August 12, 2008 10:01 PM EDT --
When Dirk arrived at work Monday morning, he saw that Mandy wasn’t there to greet him with a smile and let him in. Rather, the depressed accountant turned the bolt lock and welcomed Dirk in through . . .
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August 10, 2008 10:36 PM EDT --
Despite the church address typo, cancelled catering, and tacky Elvis impersonator acting as D.J., Mat and Aubrey married each other yesterday with bursting hearts and twinkling eyes. Love ruled. . . .
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August 08, 2008 08:36 AM EDT --
Cool morning air drifts over my bare legs as I sit in my fuzzy pink robe, sipping on black cardamom tea, watching squirrels from my porch. Ella, a white boxer with brown heart-shaped spots, stands . . .
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August 06, 2008 08:26 AM EDT --
If Adam looks the guy in the face and shrugs, “I don’t know his name, dude,” then no one knows him.
Every other day, he walks into the camping store, itching his grimy scalp with long . . .
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August 04, 2008 11:33 PM EDT --
Train to Whitefish
We
Sassy hearts
Kissing, pinching, sparkling...
The train works magic.
Love.
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August 02, 2008 12:20 AM EDT --
Greetings creative Gather writers and artists,
Do you find inspiration in other artist's paintings, drawings, photogrpahs, songs, etc.? When you visit museums, studios, galleries, plays, . . .
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July 30, 2008 11:40 PM EDT --
One hot summer day, a curious green cicada found himself falling from an oak tree and landing near a cleverly hidden rock.
This rock looked jagged and was covered in at least five different . . .
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July 30, 2008 11:26 PM EDT --
On the Karfi ferry from Washington Island to Rock Island, the lake breeze tried to wash our faces clean, attempting to brush away all the woes, stress, hurt, and fear from our foreheads. . . .
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March 28, 2008 12:44 AM EDT --
Due to the exciting turnout of responses to the first prompt, I am urged to contribute another visual prompt from my husband's art collection.
Again, anybody can submit a work of art inspired . . .
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March 25, 2008 11:25 PM EDT --
Inspired by the painting "3 To Get Ready," the first visual prompt for the group " Writing Inspired By Art Inpired By Writing ."
Sophie stared into the golden micro bubbles in . . .
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March 24, 2008 12:11 AM EDT --
Celebrating spring means celebrating new beginnings, new life, new work. To celebrate the creation of my new group, " Writing Inspired By Art Inspired By Writing ," I am providing you a . . .
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March 11, 2008 10:10 PM EDT --
Snorkeling to youthful saffron tranquility in protected water
He left the accepted standards of transformation with the night bars,
Spooning and believing Errol from varying callow equations, she was . . .
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March 11, 2008 09:15 PM EDT --
Rosemary,
You turned the beautiful medicines
Into the essential orange flurry of the fire whiskey
My rayon and taffeta kimono charred from time
I would seem "spontaneous" with fascinating . . .
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Laura B.
Madison, WI
I cannot revise what I have not written.
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