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Fallen Words: 1589.81 Miles
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Saturday, February 10, 2007. Reaching, never touching,. For that burning star,. That heartfelt dream within. A dream, constant thought,. Caressing comfort shattered,. Stained glass on the pavement. For the one, perhaps only. Chance to be the breeze. And ride to the matching beat. A newfound heart makes. Made better by the tangible. That is, in this moment,. Intangible for both sides,. For it, the heart,.
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Fallen Words: Part Four of The Wake
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Friday, February 2, 2007. Part Four of The Wake. They all make me sick. She had one reason for attending this wake. To call Marcus Garfield out. 8220;You don’t think Andrew left you something in his will, do you? 8221; she asked Marcus “After what you did.” She laughed, the sound like broken bottles being stepped on. Her eyes glittered with disgust when she asked, “You think you got away with it? Peter and J...
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Fallen Words: The Accident
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Saturday, February 17, 2007. 12 years before The Wake. Cassandra hated begging. But she would beg for this man. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to make Marcus see her, really see her and her heart. 8220;Don’t pull away,” she said as he did just that. 8220;I shouldn’t have.”. Too long they had danced around this. Because he was dating Melissa, because they were just supposed to be friends, because Andre...
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Fallen Words: The Wake
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Friday, February 2, 2007. The moment Marcus Garfield stepped into the pub he felt the tension in the room change. He knew they were there before he saw them, huddled in and around a booth near the pool table. His eyes connected with the ones that belonged to his first love then skirted away and took in the aged faces of the rest of his former friends. Marcus nodded, smiled and made inane barely sensible smal...
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Fallen Words
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Monday, February 4, 2008. Posted by Sara, manager of Brand New Aspiring Writers. There is this second that you own. Though most would waste it, heaven knows. Breathe deeply before God calls you home. For sins we later can atone-. Washed clean, like water off a rose. There is this second that you own. Buck hard against the buffer zone;. Rage like wild fire on the status quo. Ride the world like a cyclone.
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Fallen Words
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Saturday, July 28, 2007. By Jaime, a member of Brand New Aspiring Writers. A chipper, albeit pert,. 8220;It’s custard, ma’am,. Not ice cream”. Disappear, like us around the corner,. As we drive away,. And making lewd gestures. Read more from Jaime McDougall at Write Anyway. This poem has a nice lightness to it. It reminds me of childhood. January 1, 2008 at 8:18 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Meg Pierce | Writer With an I
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Writer With an I. Just another WordPress.com site. Author Archives: Meg Pierce. A Letter about Love. May 15, 2015. May 11, 2015 Dear M—, It’s interesting that you ask me about love today. Love has been very much on my mind lately. I’m still trying to figure it out myself love. I don’t have all the answers, but I can … Continue reading →. Don’t Believe Them. May 15, 2015. Poetry: When You Are Not With Me. January 11, 2015. January 11, 2015. January 11, 2015. Babies and Voodoo: A Birthing Plan for Togo.
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Poetry: Independent Woman | Writer With an I
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Writer With an I. Just another WordPress.com site. Poetry: When You Are Not With Me →. January 11, 2015. August 20, 2013. You are an independent woman. You march to your own drum. You are your own boss. You protect your child fiercely. You are an independent woman. You depend on no man. You pay your own way. You carry your own burden. Ring goes the telephone. Hello, where are you? You’re coming home soon? I miss you, I love you. You are an independent woman. With a quickening heart. You depend on no man.
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Writers on writing | Writer With an I
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Writer With an I. Just another WordPress.com site. These are quotes I found on http:/ www.logicalcreativity.com/jon/quotes.html. That particularly spoke to me, whether they express what I already feel, whether they inspire me, or whether that act as admonishments for weaknesses in my own writing process. Have something to say, and say it as clearly as you can. That is the only secret. 8211; Matthew Arnold. 8211; Ray Bradbury. If you believe you can make a living as a writer, you already have enough ego.
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Summer Poems | Writer With an I
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Writer With an I. Just another WordPress.com site. Adventures in Togolese Healthcare. Alternate Plans… →. August 3, 2012. Dedicated to Winnie M., Arthur, Jaison, the Palovs and the many other people who have flown through my life in Lomé. August 2, 2012. They flit into my life,. Friends like butterflies,. Bringing beauty and warmth. Spreading joy like pollen. From flower to flower. They flutter into my life,. On wings of optimism,. They dance and dash about,. They flit into my life,. August 2, 2012.
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