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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Remembering

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March 21, 1996 Smothered by frustration, I stand alone pacing beneath the azure canopy A locked door and a comatose Civic No other aid, idle, waiting and treading Down the tree-lined lane, a car approaches one I have seen many times before Dad, bearing all of seventy-five years steps down to me from his burgundy steed Holdin... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Bicycle days

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Bike Poem I glide on two wheels over the streets of this town while the cool evening breeze laps my cheeks And the night air plays chicken with my nose My eyes follow the street to the dim horizon where the sun has completed its day's journey The darkness, sired by the setting sun and birthed by the new moon steals my mind a... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cancer

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For Jeff You asked me to come talk to you two years ago at a time when you needed the advice, encouragement, and understanding that only a comrade, a brother in arms could provide at a time you were struggling for each breath in the battle for your life a battle you sadly lost two months later Though we spent only a few hour... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: World War I

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No Man's Land An empty overcast sky looms above thousands of broken and bloodied bodies strewn across the scorched earth This land, once a place of life, is now a place of death This land, once so full of life Now sleeps fitfully under the ashes of its former self Only time will tell if this land and the hearts of many natio... More..

Autos > Auto Repair (Other) How to jump-start a car battery

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You wipe the sleep from your eyes with one hand and grasp your morning coffee with the other as you walk to your car. There's a 9 a.m. meeting at the office and everyone's expecting you be there. Once you reach the car, you get in and slip the keys out of your pocket and into the ignition. You set your coffee down in its acc... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pets

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Mshiiken Grandfather turtle, in his grand old greenness soaks in his tub, and hunkers down into his shell to relax in his plastic pond His mind wanders back to his younger days and he thinks of how he's profited from sauntering through life "There is no hurry in being a turtle," someone told him in his youth and like a good ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humanity

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Human Connections They are the ties that bind us together To one another They stretch across the ether of time and space and bridge the chasms of race, color, and creed From generation to generation hey link us hand in hand shoulder to shoulder face to face and back to back They make strangers into friends and friends into b... More..

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