Tag: prose
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November 24, 2008 11:27 AM EST --
God's love is like a breeze wafting over us on a hot summer day. We know it is there, but we cannot see it with our eyes...though we can see evidence of that love all around us.
We . . .
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December 05, 2007 07:49 AM EST --
Promises can take concrete meanings or entirely abstract ones. I rarely write the way I did here. I am trying different forms of writings. Please do feel free to tell me your opinions.
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November 20, 2006 07:52 AM EST --
She had worn masks all of her life. Masks had served a purpose in her growing years. She had laughed when things weren't really funny. She had pretended to be surprised when she always . . .
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February 10, 2008 08:49 AM EST --
Her gold hoops touched her shoulders when she moved.
Those suited her classic features and olive complexion.
Nonchalant about her surroundings, she sipped at her tea.
Company was not welcome. . . .
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November 02, 2007 12:32 AM EDT --
You Know You're a Writer When...
by Marilyn Mackenzie
Finish this sentence: You know you're a writer when...
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May 22, 2007 12:56 PM EDT --
Some cats speak in complete sentences. Others speak in monosyllables. Some communicate solely through body languages. One thing is clear: Cats always have something to say.
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October 27, 2006 02:35 PM EDT --
Look at the following photo and write poetry or prose. There is no word limit. You can link this article to your post and /or tag ecphrasis.
Ecphrasis or ekphrasis (from Greek ek out + phrasis . . .
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September 25, 2007 11:44 AM EDT --
It happens mostly in the morning, when all is quiet and the world is still sleeping. I get up, put the coffee on, get dressed, and sit down to read a bit. Usually it's a poem...by nobody . . .
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October 17, 2006 06:34 PM EDT --
My grandfather died yesterday. He was 80. He had a good life. He was a good man. I watched my grandmother, his wife, die of leukemia. It was awful. Over six months she . . .
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January 19, 2007 07:15 PM EST --
Briskly I walk to keep pace with the wind,
and I pull my jacket more tightly around me,
wishing I had thought to put on a tobaggan;
My ears are cold and I can see my breath
clearly as I huff and puff . . .
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February 12, 2007 12:06 PM EST --
The portrait hung on my wall with the fierce tenacity
of someone hanging onto the edge of a cliff.
It simply refused to budge, and I was in a quandry
as to what to do. The wall it hung . . .
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April 25, 2007 03:50 AM EDT --
The Battleof Long Tan
ANZAC Day, on April 25,th is commemorated in both Australia and New Zealand; and it honours those fallen in war. Among those who are remembered are the eighteen . . .
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January 20, 2007 09:01 PM EST --
I can’t seem to put two words together
as the writer’s block stands in the doorway
haunting every moment and chuckling
as I stare at an empty computer screen.
I try to stay two steps . . .
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February 18, 2007 05:26 PM EST --
Okay, I haven't written in awhile. I've been busy. I've been building up a nice rant, but haven't felt much like writing...until now.
First of all, I have to say a . . .
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October 01, 2006 06:49 PM EDT --
An Open Letter to People Who Think Grammar and Spelling are not Important
Disclaimer: What follows is my opinion. It's based on nothing more than my own experiences.
Don't . . .
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January 18, 2007 03:46 PM EST --
No matter how hard I try,
I cannot learn to fly,
To soar above the clouds
Among the shimmery shrouds.
I can’t even begin to know
Why I feel so low,
Guilty; but I didn’t do it . . .
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March 13, 2008 09:05 PM EDT --
The redness seeped from her gums and she spat into the porcelain
Letting the wetness carry it away
Her muscles throbbed like the rhythm in the depths of the ocean
She could hear her joints scream . . .
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August 23, 2007 08:47 PM EDT --
article © 2007 James A. Harris
Thanks to the many positive comments I have received for my article about how my brother Paul has been the inspiration of my life, "If I Could..." These Words . . .
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January 18, 2007 03:50 PM EST --
One a grey and gloomy day, I think of you.
On a raining winter day, I’m loving you.
It’s a cold, cold day; I want to be with you.
I’m so lonely without you.
When I’m . . .
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