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My name is Stacy, and I am a blogger in my spare time and a marketing manager as my profession. I also have experience with community service with the American Cancer Society's Relay For Life. During the 2007-2008 Relay season, I served as the Corporate Sponsorship

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sunrise: 2 of 52

A salt-crusted sidewalk A seagull cries Walking toward water Awaiting sunrise Shaking off the darkness Wiping away the sleep Wading through the waves Getting in deep Seeking baptism A removal of soul stain Looking for a cure For this rot in my brain Surrender to the sea Or be renewed by the light? Today I choose the sunrise ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drinking: 8 of 181

I've watched your wife and children drown In that bottle. I've seen your life slip away with every swig from that bottle. I've felt the liquid-fire anger you try to quench with that bottle. I've seen you empty many glasses and several lives from that bottle. I hope you don't meet your end in that bottle.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Snow: 12 of 184

Snow . . . A Haiku Nature's eraser . . . Snow spreads a blank, white canvas Across urban sprawl.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nonsense: 10 of 150

One day my dog looked at me and said, "Can you imagine that - There goes a purple pony being ridden by a cat!" Quite puzzled by the site of this, I said "No sir, I cannot. Why would that pony let a cat ride upon him as he trots." We pondered that predicament when shortly there strode by A giant with a monkey wrench and a col...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Self-reflection: 24 of 298

Last year I was diagnosed with cancer. I had six weeks of daily radiation and weekly chemo followed by three days of internal radiation. It was one of the most trying times in my life. In a few weeks I have my quarterly biopsy. I don't think the results will be bad, but you never know. The fact is that my cancer could come b...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Haiku: 18 of 174

My cancer diagnosis haiku (I am a survivor) Murderous intent . . . My body turns on itself. Mom, I have cancer.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Grief: 28 of 159

I woke up with Grief today. He listened to my fears. I felt him cruelly smiling As he drank up all my tears. He followed me to work And shared my office chair. No single person stopping by Even noticed he was there. Grief joined me at our table And took your favorite seat. He delighted so in staring As I struggled hard to ea...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Memories: 109 of 492

Summers of Childhood . . . A Haiku Summers of childhood: Memories lit by fireflies, Blackberry scented.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fear: 70 of 283

A snake's stranglehold: Fear chokes me . . . hisses at me . . . Feasts on my panic.
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ice cream dream: 2 of 8

Frantic frenzy for frozen treats . . . The ice cream man is down the street! Sofa cushions on the floor . . . I just need two dimes more. Blaring music drawing near . . . I might miss my cone, I fear. My ice cream dreams melt away. I'll get my treat another day.