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I am a writer who enjoys the act of placing words on a sheet of paper. If I am driving and I have a thought I search the dash board or my purse for a pen and paper. I write poems, have taken a creative writing class. I have a writing that was published in

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Eulogy: Father's death and musical legacy: 2 of 50

The last thing my father did for me was squeeze my sister's and my hands at the same time. He had been turned off the life support. We were saying our goodbyes. My sister had already lost her youngest son two years previous to this. She was having a hard time allowing him to go in peace. This one thing seemed to make it easi...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken words: 1 of 25

Pieces The words fell, from sky to earth. Pieces were placed and joined. Man and Woman no longer one. Life was meant to be enjoyed. Laughter, love, and longing Broken pieces among us. Taunting tempted and led astray, Though man and woman, forgot to pray. Love and longing remained anew, As long as other issues were not askew....
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Words: 15 of 236

Words I lay my words down, A gauntlet. The challenge, has been given. Acceptance by reasoning, Will be to your dismay. The glove is yours to pick up. The words read without a shiver. The words like seasoning, Can only last a day. I offer the advantage. The duel shall be your choice. The genre can be deceiving And must never ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Breezes: 1 of 15

Blink A cool breeze came calling. I blinked. In the mist of day, Someone I hadn't seen forever Began to raise their head And smille at me. My heart leaped and fluttered For I had been hoping. I blinked. His face had all but gone. The sand still churned in the breeze. Sandpipers, shells and children were all the breeze had le...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: What to say to the world in your 15 minutes of fame: 10 of 104

In My 15 minutes I want the world to hear in my short time what I have to say. There are many problems in this world that need solving. War, famin, global warmig, terrorism, gangs, which I look at as terrorist groups, children who are not learning in the United States are all issues that I believe a great think tank of both ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous: 69 of 440

Remodeling My life is slightly a skelter, My world is slightly ajar. My husband is remodeling the bathroom He hasn't really gotten very far. He's removed tile and sheet rock, He's even taken out the sink. Now he's put back the bathtub, Well he's further than I think. He's measured, hammered, and sawed, He's left dust all ove...
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Home: 2 of 11

The Hearth of Home Sitting with our feet all close to the fire, warming our feet and our lives, conversation started as it usually does when we go home. We started to talk about the times all five of us were together as a family in different places. Then the conversation wandered to our most recent gathering. There was no fi...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Creativity: 16 of 77

Wishes Remember the wish with an eyelash between thumb and finger. Make the wish upon which digit the lash will linger. Another wish made upon a star, You wish you might and may, Receiving it when wished at night And not at day. The dresstail turned up, on a little girl, Is wished and kissed, Before the other, the skirt tail...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflections: 55 of 229

Petal Soft Petal soft and weary, near able to stand. Cryin' loft and eerie,itcould not but commend. Lest it melt like ice, from procrastination. Or rise as the sun, with anticipation. Petal soft and weary, would never begin to mend. Cast in iron as if a sword, trying mighty to begin. Last in line at the bitter end, and destr...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing: 112 of 464

Sword of Choice. His voice found so early. In print he wrote. Telling what he did and Didn't like. Comparing his note. Speaking from his heart. How he loved the marbles And how he loved you too. He asked me how To spell car. He sounded out The letters He knew. Asking for assistance, When he didn't know. Saying sounds and wri...