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bluejay cries out a warning for all
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black squirrel
chatters at my window
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A myth is born The forest runner is no more
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The Raven and the Scarecrow Oct/Nov 2009
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Memories of the
simple things
are the most precious..
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If you open this sphere you will see, that an amazing universe exists within it.
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early morning drive sole heron on the river
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dreaming that I am dreaming
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She hurried her steps on to a faster pace, the cold sweat was streaking down her face.
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Early November the pond’s reflection interposed
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Softly, I reach over and touch you,
I listen to your gentle breathing,
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Thin may be in; but, not if, life slips away
healthy is a reprieve on life's expectancy anyway
by Debra A Baugh
39 lines, 1 comment,
2 days ago. In Abuse, Life, Thoughts, Sad, Pain, Nature, Message, Teenage thinking, Teen issues
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HOWLING (c) Copyright 2009 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr.
(from LIFE'S BEEN GOOD TO ME - BOOK TWO - coming SOON!)
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Beauty found in the simplest of things
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Who do the stars twinkle for, In the night sky,
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by SamanthaSam
20 lines, 5 comments,
2 days ago. In Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, My own style, Noguest, Family, Happiness
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A time of oncoming restoration
Transformation Unseen
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The allure of an amber glow upon branches
influences the night
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Instill my visage in hearts.
With my eyes construe these dreams
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A bright yellow sun peeks through clouds fluffy and white,
Its warm golden glow--what a beautiful sight!
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In this time of darkness we gather
In this time of falling we come
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a red-tailed hawk
rose through his cry,
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Burning spots of orange and red,
Shriveling spikes of brown death,
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The best thing to do would be to read C. S. Lewis' "Mere Christianity", but since we don't have that much room here:
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"Miles away from Cypress Hills and perhaps from Fort Qu'appelle"
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I feel the familiar cold breath under the sheets the goosebumps on my skin break open
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cheese!
Cheese has so many names
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We are all mad here
because we've landed in
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The way a butterfly
landed on a summer flower
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A Poem Roughly based on event that happened in New Zealand.
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slow plodding moose content to chew willows
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Liquor-lush pen does not imbibe its inks from branches barren-bare, nor drink
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I come in many colors, shapes and sizes,
Sometimes I can be long, short, tall, or not at all
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by Night Hope
24 lines, 2 comments,
2 days ago. In Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Sad, Society, Spiritual, Inspiration, Pai
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Sitting there on the beach watching the sun dip
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THIS WILL BLOW MINDS: Economy,Nature,War,H1N1,Death,Gay Sex Ed,Corbett, Jeremiah,Van Impe,Coalition,Defile Christ,Dark Ages Blue Laws,Achi
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Ocean's surf gracious her elegant curls softly framing her beauty
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