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My name is not really Jane Smith. I stumbled upon Helium and thought I'd give it a try since I enjoy writing. When I write the articles for Helium (to date, as I am a newbie) I try writing as quickly as possible so that I don't spend too long overwriting

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Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Love: 7 of 252

Jackson stood in the doorway Holding the baby to his heart He's all I ever wanted But they've torn our love apart Jackson stood in the doorway And told me he's bereft Then he kissed the baby on the head Gave him to me, then he left CHORUS How did we come to be here With our next to perfect love How did it come to seek us out...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Falling in love: 6 of 98

TO MY DAUGHTER How can you know where you haven't been? After the storm of the night before I arose from my bed feeling new and clean. They tell you about the pain They tell you about the sleepless nights They tell you about your life That it will never be the same. CHORUS But oh my child, my baby girl they never say They ne...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Pain from love: 18 of 114

PINNED I could follow this man ‘til we reach the end Or I could walk beside him I could be his mistress or be his friend I could hold him ‘til his heart would mend I could give him myself, or myself defend My strength or my resentment lend So which is it to be? Which is it to be? Should I close my ears and close ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgiveness: 24 of 150

Forgiveness I wonder when you stepped into the night into the light of that thundering did you see the world beyond your departure? Or did your mind stop, time stop, a moment frozen. Do you hang forever in that moment? Afterward the horror left to those still living. Ordinary people picked up the pieces tried to sleep, were ...
Education > Educational Philosophy What makes a great educator?: 6 of 36

To understand what makes a great educator it is helpful to understand what it is that inspires a student to learn. Through my work in the mental health area, I meet many intelligent people who have performed poorly in school. Life stressors have a huge impact on a person's ability to concentrate and, as children, many o...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Fantasy: 72 of 359

THE AGNOSTIC I feel your thoughts moving toward the outer levels of consciousness. Listen! I need your thoughts with me here. The permafrost is melting and we have been uncovered at last, soon to be reborn. The next stage of the operation is critical. We are at their mercy as they are soon to learn they are at ours. We can o...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Being alone: 34 of 130

ALONE It's a still, clear night She wanders outside The stars are too bright And the sky is too wide Far above Bundy Hill There's the glow of the moon The air is too chill And the time is too soon It's three in the morning And he's gone, yes he's gone It's three in the morning And she's not moving on Since he left her ...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Remembering: 21 of 80

I remember a time when the world seemed so much bigger. Paradoxically this was a time when the its population was about a third of what it is today. I know this because of my brother's birthday. How strange it was to attend his sixtieth recently. (He's much older, of course.) When we were kids (well, I was hardly more than a...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Life: 31 of 101

HORSEY Climb up here upon my back I'll take you twice around the track Be nice now Sharle Don't pull your mommy's hair I'm your big horsey now I'll take you everywhere I love to hear you laugh again my love You touch my heart as gentle as the dove Your little arms are tightly locked They wind around my neck I'm your good hor...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 364 of 1171

HEATED MOMENT The heat of summer started slow But came at last today Tonight Sunk in his chair By television light Too tired to care He moves his head through heavy air And notes Without a hint of strain (To mark our time devoid of rain) Oblivious upon the frame A copulating cockroach pair