Tag: writing
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Ghost Town
Facades and foundations are all that remain, Of the city from which her spirit once came. Underneath the dust, and the rubble there lay, Narrow streets lined with gold… least that’s what they say. During one summer, when the moon shone just right, A man’s said to have seen her, There dancing at night. It’s…
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Introspection
Fear, like a giant boulder…Stays weighted at my feet.—Afraid I’ll miss the curtain call, I stay paralyzed…Gazing at the stage to find my cue. Impatience, like a cold wind…Sends me sailing into a flurry.—I shatter into pieces, chasing a million things…Until all that’s left are tiny shards. Reason, like a brilliant scientist…Wants to put me…
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Playing the Game
Well, I never made it outside yesterday (Boooo). Honestly… it is freaking COLD here! Not as cold as so many places, but in California these recent “extremes” are quite shocking to some of us natives. Anyway, even though I made a silent vow to stay away from my archived photographs, this morning I remembered some…
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The Rebel
Quietly I slip away Into the black and white. Cautiously Sparking palettes Waiting for colors to ignite. Weekend Writing Prompt #87: Ignite
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Caught on the Web
Since the web’s inception So much has gone amiss A simple online visit Sucks you into the abyss In pursuit of knowledge Google’s the new guru And when you have a question Sometimes Quora has a clue Twitter’s full of hashtags While Facebook finds your friends Pandora plays your music Amazon delivers trends I need…
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A Better Me
It’s always exciting to see a new year approaching, and the word goal really got me thinking today. Not about my goals for the year ahead, but about the goals I’ve already set—over the last couple of years—and how they have helped change, or shape me, in ways I never expected. In all honesty, sometimes…
a sprinkle of faith 