Tag: prose
group name: themeltingpot
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September 06, 2008 12:44 PM EDT --
The knife maker didn't start out with a perfect knife. He was a keeper of birds and at that time there were birds that came to be known as "jays" which were kept for their feathers-more . . . more
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March 18, 2008 11:24 PM EDT --
This is drabbling gone amok; I will have to send it packing from the petite 100 Word Stories clan (Sorry, Reena!). Try as I might, the story wouldn't diet and weighs in at a whopping 250. Please . . . more
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September 05, 2008 02:37 PM EDT --
There is a panther so large that when it walks the cosmos solar spots flare on earth's sun and Mercury winces, grows fractionally smaller until the increase in heat dissipates and that planet can . . . more
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March 10, 2007 12:11 AM EST --
This does not come from my personal experience, but it is my way of reflecting the thoughts and experiences of someone very dear to my heart.
I find myself on my hands and knees,
disoriented . . . more
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August 14, 2007 09:54 AM EDT --
I look around and see so much to do, but my muse calls to me like a voice of light in the darkness.
Dishes to do, laundry to fold...but my muse won't let me go.
He calls to me at the most . . . more
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March 04, 2007 02:07 PM EST --
I see the red metal
Flooded in flashes, I spin
Inside the metal, red pours
Onto skin
Maybe your skin
Tight lips mourn
The metal races forward,
By me into blackness
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There is . . . more
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March 17, 2007 01:12 AM EDT --
Rotting in prison, here I shall stay;
cold, cramped, and dark in this lonely cell.
Visitors come, but I usually run them away;
no one should see me in this hell.
. . . more
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January 29, 2007 01:45 AM EST --
There is a war raging inside my head;
how many more days will I lie in this bed?
Depression so dark I cannot see,
anxiety so thick I cannot breath.
. . . more
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March 14, 2007 12:41 AM EDT --
It looks like me,
sounds like me,
and may often consume me,
though I assure you,
it is not me.
It may speak for me,
think for me,
and may even act for me,
but I promise you,
it is not . . . more
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February 12, 2007 09:59 PM EST --
The most powerful of weapons shall ne'er cease to be,
those who will hurt me know this the best,
they deem me formidable, and not quick to scare,
so of all that is magic and mystical,
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February 19, 2007 09:47 PM EST --
With all the strength I may command,
cast these demons away,
purge them from my being,
only discovering with great dismay,
that they remain ignoring my sincerest demand.
What do I . . . more
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March 01, 2007 09:05 PM EST --
The skies are a Caribbean blue, cottony clouds dot the backdrop-
of nature's masterpiece; her work of artistic perfection,
as the landscape reflects the fantastic brilliance of the sun's . . . more
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May 15, 2007 10:37 PM EDT --
She passed out.
Passed on.
Passed right over me.
Passed me on fifth
and main in a yellow
cab. She didn't see
me. And I'm reminded
of all the times
that she wouldn't take
a bus. So scared and . . . more
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November 16, 2007 10:19 AM EST --
PLEASE NOTE THAT (PART ONE) IS AT THE BOTTOM OF (PART TWO) JUST IN CASE YOU MISSED (PART ONE) THE FIRST TIME AROUND. I DID THIS FOR YOUR READING CONVENIENCE. THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR COMMENTS.
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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 03, 2007 10:59 AM EST --
Marks of autumn lay upon the edges of countless oak leaves cold crisping each one every so slightly displaying winsome color change. Yellow . . . more
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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 . . . more
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February 21, 2007 01:27 AM EST --
Often given yet rarely returned
Is the passion for love that has burned
As hearts and emotions go askew
Too often our efforts in vain
When lovers bring nothing but pain
Yet again and again . . . more
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February 24, 2007 06:18 PM EST --
Cannot stop the tears
I am lost without your love
Promise me you'll stay
~DragonSoul
More of my work can be viewed in the Poet's Nook
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March 02, 2007 08:24 PM EST --
Dearly Departed
What does one do when a loved one has passed
When it feels as though all in your life has just crashed
Do you lock yourself up holding in all your grief
Or embrace those . . . more
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