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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Blank canvas

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I unrolled the resistant cloth,cut, pulled, stretched it tight, then, stapled its edges,sealed, dried, sanded it smoothand then, sealed it again.Now, it sits, insolent,on the easel confronting me,vibrant with a terrifyingpotential as pale as death.I lift a brush,pregant with red paintand make a heartless stroke-a primary erro... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Alarm clocks

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My first alarmclock had numberscoated with phosphorous.Like stars on a bedroomceiling, they glowedin the middle of the nightwhen my sisterwas tucked inon her always-neatside of the roomand I worriedabout the boywho did notlike me, or the testI was afraidI would not pass.Before first light,it would rattleits shocking warning,a... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fresh air

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The lastof the stormjust blew outA fewclouds clingto the mesaon the other sideof the valley.The sky isbreathlessblue. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I'll be fine

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I'll be finewhen the sun sinksbehind the cliffsof the mesa.I'll be finewhen stars emergeon the dark scrapbookpages of the sky.I'll be finewhen I plungeinto the outrageousunderworld of dreams.Whether I awakenor notI'll be fine. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The railroad

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Twin railscrept acrossthe continent,in the wakeof the Civil War,replacing an endless train of schoonersthat ruttedthe prairiesand left crossesin mountain passes.Iron horsesthat chargedalong the freshsteel tracksblew black smokeand insistent steamthat trailedbehind them acrossa shadowed prairie.Iron horsesare now stabledin rem... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A day in my life

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Pale light creeps aroundthe edges of insulatedgreen drapes.My husband is still sleepingas I step from bedinto pants that stretchenough to forgive anything.I start my Honda andhead down the hill,past the spot wherequail will run next month.Across the valley,yesterday's snowglows on the mesa.In the gym's parking lot,I see some ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drop dead gorgeous

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His tanned facewas even;no deviationfrom symmetricalperfection.A set ofstraight teethgleamedwhen he smiled,and a softlock of hairfell acrossone eye.It was not he,but a lessgorgeous friend,who turnedto me, laughed,and said,"Drop dead." More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wild goose chase

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The first fallafter we movedfrom the city,we walked togetherunder the changingleaves of cottonwoods.For years, each of ushad chased happinessdesperately throughjobs, hobbies, andquestionable invitations.Suddenly, abovethe quiet country road,a flock ofwild geese appeared;no pursuitwas necessary. More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A wink

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The yearshe turned eight,Jeanette had Grandpaas her ally.They readHomer by firelightand shared no endof mischief.Every morningshe climbed an elmto crawl intohis open window.One dayhe sprawledsuddenlyon the sidewalkEveryone crowdedaround, fussing,crying, worrying,while he moaned.But, for herwide brown eyesonly, the old mantele... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Help wanted

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She can't just put a "help wanted"sign in her windowlike the managerof a hardware store.After, all, prideis involved,a matter of face.She can't let them gloat,the ones she passedwhen she was strong,always hurrying somewherein a shining car.Stranded in the remainsof her life, she sitsbehind the windowsof her eyes, hopingsomeon... More..

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