Tag: living
group name: themeltingpot
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June 03, 2007 04:03 PM EDT --
I am not religious, at least in the classical sense. And, every now and then I find a kindred spirit, that lifts mine.
His name is Rev. Brian Kopke, a minister of the Unitarian Congregation of Ottawa. . . . more
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February 06, 2007 02:33 PM EST --
I know, your probably thinking 'What's a guy in his 50's doing looking for love?' Recently divorced and literally thrown to the wolves makes the situation a reality. With all . . . more
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December 08, 2006 05:11 PM EST --
THIS IS A VERY TRUE STORY.
One night, I went to eat at a local waffle house with an old friend. We were lingering there for a few hours, drinking hot cocoa and laughing when in walked . . . more
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February 16, 2007 09:33 PM EST --
The pain, came and went, in the middle of the back
when he rose from bed each morning. "Good morning sunshine"
would softly fall from his lips while thoughts of dropping away,
perched on a . . . more
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December 26, 2006 10:21 AM EST --
9/11/2001 – 5:30 AM I had set the timer on the TV to wake me up at 5:30 AM as usual. The talking head on the news was screaming out the morning headlines at me. I reached for the remote and . . . more
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July 29, 2007 05:29 AM EDT --
chuckles 03 & 04 of 09
Revenge
Okay, let the damned electric guitars wail
bloody banjos loudly duel . . . more
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December 15, 2006 03:41 AM EST --
He set his half empty coffee cup on the small table, took a slow and deliberate drag from his cigarette then exhaled, stifling the sigh that came from within. What had happened to his life? . . . more
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December 18, 2006 03:11 PM EST --
I hate television I think it rots the brain and has stolen 90% of the free time Americans have had available over the past five decades. Think about it. We have so little time to ourselves to do what we . . . more
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December 18, 2006 11:58 AM EST --
Stan woke up and found himself hooked up to a lot of gadgets -- things beeping, lights flashing; all pretty damn annoying. He started to clear his head and think, “Where am I?”. . . . more
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November 29, 2006 09:41 AM EST --
Beauty Beguilling
Amber stretched across the moonlit night
Not a being alive can be seen, no light
Sounds of nature begin to chatter
To the orchestra of nocturnal patter
The northern lights sequence . . . more
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January 17, 2007 10:45 PM EST --
Lilly Lonely
Lilly, lonely, spent all of her time sat next to her window. Watching children play. And the world go by. Some days, Lilly must have felt particularly alone. In search of company a voice . . . more
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June 20, 2008 04:04 AM EDT --
H a p p y B i r t h d a y , C a r o l y n
Yep, Carolyn Madden is almost 21 today. If it'd been a day later, she would . . . more
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December 05, 2006 01:49 PM EST --
The Flood
Dark flood waters rise
Rush raging down the hollow
My house disappears
more
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May 18, 2008 04:44 AM EDT --
The Veil 03
Genesis Slept
A trailing mist of a riddle
wrapped in a fog bank of a . . . more
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June 25, 2006 05:48 AM EDT --
Father Stephen's Train
The old grandfather clock
had just chimed the midnight hour
in slow, deep and sonorous tones
for Father Stephen in his faded pyjamas . . . more
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August 31, 2006 06:35 AM EDT --
Ghosts
You of long ago
upon me came calling
in the cold darkness
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January 19, 2007 04:17 AM EST --
"How much longer before this thing opens?"
"Ah," Greg twisted in the seat and looked at the large digital clock. The leather creaked against his naked flesh. "Still . . . more
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December 14, 2006 07:28 PM EST --
You had loved me long before I knew,
Before I understood what could be known.
I mistook life as having shown me love.
Oh, so wrong I was. So wrong.
To others I had sought to give my heart. . . . more
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January 27, 2007 04:44 AM EST --
The sun beats down in its unrelenting fashion. Anything scurrying across the planet's surface is instantly reduced in weight as the sweat pours from their body. In some cases the more intelligent . . . more
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May 26, 2007 10:36 AM EDT --
Note: this started off as a Buddy Saga, but I ranged so far off that topic, I decided to start over for the day. This, on the other hand, sort of began a life of it's own.
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