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Single mom with two kids. Past rockstar wannabe. Love to write - poetry, songs, plays, short stories, childrens stories, screenplays - I LOVE IT ALL! Now if I could just get myself moving.....

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christian: 37 of 276

Oh Great Warrior, Lover of my soul Faithful Servant my Shepherd - my life Deeming me precious in my nakedness Brutally torn and pierced for me Humility spilling from your sacred veins Sustaining the cup taxing, rife The heavy ransom for my wretched life What greater act of love could there possibly be? The gift of freedom Gi...
Food & Drink > Cuisine & Food (Other) The history and use of pistachios: 2 of 6

Having the last name Pistocchi, pistachio rings dear to my heart in more ways than one. Not only do I snack on the green kernel regularly, I've been mistaken for one regularly! So when presented with an opportunity to research this unique namesake of mine, it seemed fitting to explore its history - maybe even dig up some roy...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Expressions of love: 71 of 196

One crazy day she falls in love, melodic strings make her heart sing. She meets drummer a magic man, the bluest eyes a wild ride. Wedding bells ring it's crazy nice, a boy and girl sweet harmony. Time goes on but something's wrong, the marriage becomes a painful mess. Dead inside the notes grow dim, and the music slowly fade...
Religion & Spirituality > Self-Awareness & Realization Empowerment through self-discovery: 15 of 31

Before I had my children, I was very active, very social and very fit. I swam, danced, ran and skated. I worked for a lawyer, volunteered at a local theater, wrote reviews for a music magazine and played pretty darn good guitar in a really great band. I even had time to go to college, socialize with friends, buy new clothes,...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Family memories begin in the kitchen: 12 of 17

Always diligently cooking in her little kitchen, above the streets of Brooklyn, my grandma made the best ravioli in the world. I remember every Sunday dad would pick up my sister and I. He'd get on the Belt Parkway and head west to 52nd Street. We were able to park right out front, by the fire hydrant, the one all the kids o...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: The beach: 28 of 37

We trudge through the steamy sand, schlepping coolers, lounge chairs and beach bags crammed with Coppertone, towels and snacks. The fresh white foam from the crashing waves beckons us as we make our way to the shore. Carefully tiptoeing through the myriad of blankets and towels already laid out, we find an empty patch as the...
Politics, News & Issues > Political Issues Lipstick politics and Sarah Palin: 7 of 7

Good golly Ms. Molly, what an election this is! While my initial intentions were to drag Ms. Palin down to the ground, I soon had to come back to my senses and realize that this is, in fact, a real-life woman with a real-life family running in a real-life election. While her family's life has become an open book for the publ...