Tag: week 5
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September 30, 2008 10:30 PM EDT --
Retreat to the tracks
to wait for a train
that won’t come.
Dead tracks,
dead town.
Blonde girl
on the tracks
waiting for a train
that won’t come.
Dead mom,
dead dad.
Nowhere . . .
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March 09, 2008 06:18 AM EDT --
Marta needed Grant's job offering; fail, forfeit the house.
Focus! Set daylight savings! Get there on time!
A breather until: No gas! That's precarious .
Marta gassed quickly . . . .
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March 11, 2008 01:08 PM EDT --
Purity, brilliance characterized by white, flowing robes, is made precarious by temptations to tie-dye it. Not that colorful raiment means adulteration, but its significance is altered.
Cameron philosophized . . .
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March 11, 2008 04:12 PM EDT --
When they were five, they briefly played together on a state visit. Fifteen years later, under the precarious threat of war, they were engaged to be married. There wasn't . . .
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March 12, 2008 05:37 PM EDT --
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March 08, 2008 07:46 AM EST --
Recently I've been thinking about things that were 'meant to be', 'fore-ordained by the Divine'. No matter how hard we try, we're unable to change its course.
In other . . .
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March 12, 2008 12:15 PM EDT --
David stood on the cabin porch. Going to be a divine day, he thought to himself, looking out at the lake. He'd come to find closure. He'd been walking a precarious line. Meg had died three years . . .
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March 15, 2008 02:59 PM EDT --
First things first; I want to congratulate each one of you, for raising the standard of 100 Word Stories so high. In the beginning I was hesitant, but looking at the creativity and the . . .
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September 30, 2008 12:19 PM EDT --
Xpressions, Week 5, Theme: Awaiting, Challenge
My husband travels and I wrote this poem for him many years ago and tucked it . . .
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March 12, 2008 12:11 PM EDT --
Kismet or How I Met Your Father
I was a waitress on the afternoon shift at a truck stop earning money for college. My white VW Beetle decided it didn't want . . .
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March 12, 2008 06:25 PM EDT --
From a turnout, Loretta watched the ocean. Water, water, everywhere .
Even when her sight detected no movement, she knew they had tides, oceans did, not to mention currents. . . .
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March 08, 2008 12:06 PM EST --
Welcome 100 word stories members and anyone else who finds this story.
"I am a great believer in luck, and I find that the harder I work, the more . . .
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September 04, 2007 05:06 PM EDT --
So sorry I'm late! Time just got away from me this weekend--fun and games, you know! LOL. Anyway, this week Ernie did some nice work defining Susanna Ozier's relationship to Alex, and he . . .
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June 26, 2008 01:07 PM EDT --
Pedro Alvarez sizzling artwork Tango Argentino will be your inspiration for the week.
RULES:
1. Please write Week #, Challenge OR Non-Challenge along with . . .
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September 21, 2008 11:41 AM EDT --
This week's theme was, "Newborn Welcome Him/Her to Earth." With this theme, we have had a chance to welcome Bhawana's beautiful boy, Vishesh, to this world. All of the entries were wonderful, . . .
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September 26, 2008 01:40 PM EDT --
This is for the Xpressions group challange. The picture used for inspiration is below.
These gossamer wings of gold
I finally did unfold
As I gaze down the road
I decide to . . .
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October 15, 2008 07:05 AM EDT --
My response to my own challenge .
Once upon a time, on top of the Red Quiet Mountain, there was a little village where little redheaded curly people called The Happy Reds used to live. . . .
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October 08, 2008 10:58 AM EDT --
She remembered walking down the dark street. She is wearing a red sequented dress. Her head hurts so much. She wiped a tear. As she walk down the street music gets louder. She stops where the music is. . . .
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October 11, 2008 08:49 PM EDT --
The Dancing Fingers Group this week, for week 5, was to write a story or poem using the song Imagine, by The Beatles as our prompt.
The World That Lives as One
I’d imagined it for . . .
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March 10, 2008 11:02 PM EDT --
This is the story of how my parents met. They were married for 59 wonderful years.
WALDORF ASTORIA MINNESOTA
1943, New York City, the Big Apple. Back from overseas, Cary . . .
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