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As a highly effective communicator and Human Resources leader specializing in employee relations, recruiting and talent retention, writing and public speaking have been at the forefront throughout my entire career. I thrive in high pressure, fast paced, challenging

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Travel > Vacations Ideas for great vacations: 2 of 63
Rockhounding Vacation in Big Sky CountryA great vacation shouldn't break the bank account, should offer something for everyone in the family and provide wonderful memories for years to come, not just souvenirs, which will collect dust and eventually be forgotten. Most people wouldn't automatically think of digging for rocks a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A kiss: 9 of 168
Our kisses are deep, wet and passionate.I am lost for long moments in your embrace.Wrapped up in the closeness of you,Enjoying the nearness of your face.Our kisses are imploring.All consuming, I feel theDeep warmth of your bodyAnd you leave me constantly adoring.A small kiss is electric.Every long taste smolders like a fire.W... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Politics: 10 of 159
Times are hard.These hard times callFor some black magic.I'd like to dip intoMy bag of tricksLike scoops at anIce cream socialTo conjure up theGhost of Marie Laveau,Voodoo Queen of New Orleans.Yes sir, sweet magicBag of tricks toTake the bitter tasteOut of my mouth.Social injustice, corporate greed,Politician distrust has lef... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The paper: 1 of 7
In the lines,Narrow passages,Are margins for error.Abounding characters of many typeStrewn through five short corridors.Many a thought these characters had,As to which, if any,Passage best befit them.And to one,Each sought to find,To wit,Where it belonged. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The apple orchard: 7 of 48
The apples hung beneath me,From the gnarled arms and fingersOf a long neglectedTree.Sitting in the top loftOf an old run downAnd slightly sagging barnOn a long abandoned farmMy brother and I, legs dangling into space,Would take turns with the BB gun,Shooting apples down, as we firedFrom that place.Often, with our targets sele... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a pet: 11 of 36
You were our warm welcome by the door, By day or night In rain or shine, That tail wag, we'll see no more. A reason to rise at crack of dawn Or step outside in dead of night, Always waiting with great patience For us to take you to the lawn. Even when you were bad, We could not stay mad for very long When you gave us those ... More..
Home & Garden > Gardening (Other) True gardening stories: What my garden taught me - the hard way: 27 of 88
Gardening teaches many lessons. It teaches patience, perseverance, an appreciation for harmony in nature and the balance creating an ecosystem brings to the world. I didn't anticipate I would learn communication skills from my garden though. While I knew of gardeners who regularly talk to their plants and was sometimes guilty... More..
Sciences > Geology & Geophysics Disaster planning for earthquakes: 3 of 9
If Americans learned nothing else from the Hurricane Katrina disaster we learned that when a disaster of this magnitude strikes, local emergency resources will be spread too thin to adequately respond to our needs and national relief may come many days later. For some, help may come too late. A disaster, by definition, occurs... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Clouds: 5 of 12
Under cotton bails swing monkeysFrom elephant tails-Leaps and boundsAcross oceanic skies-As the caterwaulingOf late summer's dragonflies.Loose bails are only cotton candy's Billowy puffsSet sail across blue backgrounds And white tumbling bluffs.Against a green bedfellow, A Titan like a knoll-'Til Cumulus swoops down And touch... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Intimate: 28 of 64
Descend. The sin unfurled Like the tongue of the hummingbird Into nectar. Our ache- The weary Eye Of the Cyclopes-Is sprung into bloom The open petals of a new flower. From the thrall Rises the dawn On wings newly found Unfurled before us- Careful not to touch the Sun's fire- Feathers in melting wax will plummet into des... More..