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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My son: 1 of 144
It seems to me just yesterday,I brought you home; no brilliant rayof streaming light from sunshine goldcould match the warmth I would behold.My son.My youngest child, a cause for joy,the red-haired babe, the special boywho strained my nerves, and tried my mind.A child so stubborn, yet so kind.My son.Then teen-aged, angry-temp... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sisters: 1 of 98
Of my sisters, there are three,and each is very dear to me.Two are short and one is tall,but I'm the shortest one of all.There's Louise, who's first in line,voice I always wished was mine.Life is lived within a prayer,children six, and no gray hair.Then there's Elaine, secondly,a widowed mother, children three.Nursing, number... More..
Arts & Humanities > Poets & Poetry Can 'bad' poetry have value?: 1 of 67
There is value in all poetry, even those works we do not like or understand. Some works I have studied are classics but are determined to be hard to interpret. Indeed, there are some poems that are so nonsensical that we are not enlightened by them, but simply perplexed. However, to someone, somewhere, this poetry may have va... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: College essays: 1 of 51
My online college experience proved to be as interesting and challenging as I imagined it would be. Along the way there were a few surprises, especially in the area of writing. The classes included many writing assignments. When one is studying for a degree online, academic writing is a big part of the way learning is obtaine... More..
Education > Education (Other) Should children have cell phones at school?: 2 of 93
It is understandably a big debate whether or not children should have cell phones at school. Since the first school shootings at Columbine several years ago, the first significant tragedy in a string of similar acts of violence in recent U.S. history, the importance of having cell phones has become all too clear. The debate h... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: When I look at you: 1 of 31
When I Look at You -Oddly, in the dimmest light from just the stairway lamp,in darkness when the world is still,and air is chill and damp...I see an image last beheld so many years ago,as I pass by the glassy squareof finely beveled glow.Sleepy eyes delude me as the dawn steals ever near,and groggy mind lets me returnto dream... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Winter mornings: 1 of 27
A blanket of white over winter's dayto match the pure white of my cover.More snow is coming in, they say,before it's officially over.Just getting daylight out there,still time for cozy snuggles.Soothed in winter's wonderment, andfor now, free of any troubles.No worries, no concerns, no cares,only childlike anticipation.No gro... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hugging: 1 of 26
Afraid of death and scared of life,was how I came to you.All those months of saddened strifewas all the life I knew.And how it came to that, I'm sureI'll never understand.But sure I knew there'd be a cure,if you would lend a hand.Your quiet words and gentle eyesinstilled a certain trust.Said you that there would be no lies,fo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Black cats: 3 of 76
The best black cat story happened to mein the year of nineteen eighty-three.On Halloween morning, just after eight,I found him at the kitchen gate.A tiny meow, a tiny black kitten,eyed me pleadingly, and I was smitten.Slight of body but thick of fur,wasn't sure if he was a him or a her.But a he was what he turned out to be,an... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Thank you: 3 of 72
Because it's often hard to saywhat thanks my heart may hold,I try to tell you in this waywhat with voice cannot be told.Just when hopes are working outand life again takes form,a new depression comes aboutand changes sun to storm.I take my troubles back to youwith trembling hands and fear.You give me hope and strength anew,an... More..