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Chapter and Verse: September 2009
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POETRY, FLASH FICTION, AND RUMINATIONS ON WRITING . . . by ghostwriter William Hammett. View my complete profile. Subscribe to Chapter and Verse. John Lennon and the Mercy Street Cafe. Buy Now from Amazon. Enter the Mercy Street Cafe. Click pic to enter. Absolute Vanilla . (& Atyllah). Janepoet- la poesie sur une mission (jp). Madison loves to write. Online Collection of Flash Fiction. Peggiesbooks and writing sci fi. Poetry of Tina Trivett. Shauna Roberts' For Love of Words. The Clarity of Night. So soo...
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Chapter and Verse: November 2008
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POETRY, FLASH FICTION, AND RUMINATIONS ON WRITING . . . by ghostwriter William Hammett. View my complete profile. Subscribe to Chapter and Verse. John Lennon and the Mercy Street Cafe. Buy Now from Amazon. Enter the Mercy Street Cafe. Click pic to enter. Absolute Vanilla . (& Atyllah). Janepoet- la poesie sur une mission (jp). Madison loves to write. Online Collection of Flash Fiction. Peggiesbooks and writing sci fi. Poetry of Tina Trivett. Shauna Roberts' For Love of Words. The Clarity of Night. After ...
honkycackle.blogspot.com
Lost Kite: December 2009
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This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like.and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait). I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter. Picture- Lost Kite by Kvaga at deviantART. Thursday, December 10, 2009. Imagining what you look like in person. Sometimes I see a stranger,. In the coffee shop, or in the. Grocery store, and I think. I love ...
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Lost Kite: September 2011
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This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like.and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait). I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter. Picture- Lost Kite by Kvaga at deviantART. Tuesday, September 27, 2011. No such thing as reason. When I want to reach. Man in a yellow cab. Leaving town all day long. Leaving me and her and. Or when we looked.
honkycackle.blogspot.com
Lost Kite: September 2010
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This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like.and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait). I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter. Picture- Lost Kite by Kvaga at deviantART. Wednesday, September 15, 2010. I've been out of the gates for awhile now. Pushing towards something bigger than me. Bigger than my dreams, bigger than this belly.
honkycackle.blogspot.com
Lost Kite
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This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like.and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait). I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter. Picture- Lost Kite by Kvaga at deviantART. Friday, November 23, 2012. In this rain-soaked sweater,. The shoulders of my heart carry. The long day stretches like. A kindergarten line,. A row of to-do's:.
honkycackle.blogspot.com
Lost Kite: no such thing as reason
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This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like.and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait). I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter. Picture- Lost Kite by Kvaga at deviantART. Tuesday, September 27, 2011. No such thing as reason. When I want to reach. Man in a yellow cab. Leaving town all day long. Leaving me and her and. Or when we looked.
babblescafe.blogspot.com
J. Abdalla Photography: Lost to Facebook
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Sunday, March 22, 2009. Moments I have and that I spend on-line are usually spent checking my Facebook for messages and catching-up with friends quickly there. The lack of time has left my blog abandoned. So sad. I so enjoy writing and posting, but life outside of cyberspace leaves me with little extra to exercise that creative side. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed. View my complete profile. Good Sites and Fun Reading. A Girl Grows Up. Chuck Bigger - Docu Photo.
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Livin' in Happy Town: 01/01/2011 - 02/01/2011
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Livin' in Happy Town. Working mom of two trying to keep it all together. Married 19 years. We're all just livin' in Happy Town. Monday, January 17, 2011. I can't remember if I talked about this or not and I'm too lazy to be bothered to scroll down about two scrolls and look so turn the channel if this is a rerun. Owen got Student of the Month in December for school! Yay, I'm so proud of my boy! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Broad's Thoughts from Home. Confessions of a Pioneer Woman.
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Simple Stone | Mimiamos's Weblog
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April 29, 2009 at 12:58 am ( Poetry. A ruby of medium red. Where some long ago dragon bled. The dragon slung his head. Each precious drop from him,. Became jewelry; a blood red gem. Or an oval of medium blue:. A sapphire, from a witch’s brew. She stole a piece of the sky. Leaving a hole that we decry. Like water solidified into stone, a diamond. A crystal boldly imagined itself beyond ice:. A wonder, a pebble, a promise,. A simple symbol,. A woman’s bright future on a young girl’s hand. April 30, 2009 at...