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Cinderella, the lost version. Please, protest me (relay-poem). She cried when I met her. A short true story. I started this blog to share some of the short stories I wrote. I wrote them to my own suprise, since I hadn’t written since I was a child. Or actually, since secondary school when a teacher was lovely enough to hand out “write a story about…” as punishment for some misbehaviour. I loved writing when I was a child, and I’m happy it’s back in my life. I love to play with words, I en...I’ve tu...
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Sinus people pals | Unassorted stories
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Cinderella, the lost version. Please, protest me (relay-poem). She cried when I met her. A short true story. I still think the idea was great.’ John sighed and looked at his older brother. ‘Well, you’ve spent our inheritance on it and are broke now. To me, that suggests it wasn’t that brilliant. For starters, I don’t think it’s smart to sell something that people need to snort in capsules. It gives the wrong impression.’. And tell me again, who was your first customer? Who meets a sheik? His brother cut ...
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Apocalypse later | Unassorted stories
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Cinderella, the lost version. Please, protest me (relay-poem). She cried when I met her. A short true story. We are the Poets. Lower your tablets and surrender your commandments. We will add your hyperboles and religious oxymorons to our own. Your beliefs will adapt to service us. This entry was posted in Poems. And tagged from the weird side. By Angela van Son. A bunch of hippies jumping off the roof. →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Volg blog via e-mail.
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Erasure (take two) | Unassorted stories
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Cinderella, the lost version. Please, protest me (relay-poem). She cried when I met her. A short true story. A happy family picture. For all to see. The absence of pain. She waited, patiently. Reflecting raindrops –. There was no trace left. 8211; it was gone. Left in the window sill. For all to see. Each time she passed it. I thought that was an interesting challenge. If you like one better than the other, I’m really interested in hearing which one🙂. This entry was posted in Poems. By Angela van Son.
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Angela van Son | Unassorted stories
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Cinderella, the lost version. Please, protest me (relay-poem). She cried when I met her. A short true story. Author Archives: Angela van Son. About Angela van Son. Certified CTI trained coach who loves e-learning. The pen of arrogance. This entry was posted in Poems. By Angela van Son. The day you told me you love me. Was the day I let you go. You said you had great taste in women. But obviously – no! This entry was posted in Poems. By Angela van Son. Things to do at a party. Move on to another person.
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What is TOB? | Paving the Path to Purity
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Paving the Path to Purity. Preserving our children's ability to live according to God's design. Purity in Serving Others. The Theology of the Body is a gift that deserves to be studied and applied to our lives from day one. Read on and be inspired to gift your whole family with this wonderful blessing. I can’t wait to talk to my kids about sex. Yes, you read that correctly. I CAN’T WAIT! Theology of the Body Resources:. The Theology of the Body for Beginners. The Theology of the Body for Teens. Previousl...
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Jambalaya… | Mad Meandering Me
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Going with the flow of life…. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 414 other followers. Follow Mad Meandering Me on WordPress.com. One of my favourite Cajun dishes is Jambalaya – a satisfying spicy mix of rice and several different meats and veg – and personally I find the rich smoky flavour of this large potful cooked by my husband’s cousin on a wood fire in the back yard pretty damned hard to beat🙂. August 4, 2015.
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themanofletters | Today's Poem
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Poems from the poet's tree! Love poetry, love Marmite, Alright? Searching For My Muse. November 13, 2016. I felt inspired to write this on a grey, Sunday morning. As I arose to go and make our constitutional first drink of the day (boiled water with honey, fresh lemon and ginger) I uttered the words today I think … Continue reading →. Ode To Leonard Cohen. November 12, 2016. National Poetry Day 2016 – ‘I Am Metal’. October 6, 2016. National Poetry Day 2016. Remembrance Day – Two Minutes. November 11, 2015.
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Today's Poem | Poems from the poet's tree! | Page 2
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Poems from the poet's tree! Newer posts →. May 12, 2015. New poem today…. Written after the General Election in the UK on 7 May 2015. Voter turnout was about 66%, which is considered high, but actually means about 14 million people didn’t exercise their hard-won right. A sad state of affairs. Will those who didn’t use their vote still complain? Probably. Anyway this was the inspiration and starting point for this poem. To wear badges on your vest. Send texts to protest. And go on away-day marches? This p...
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Memorial Day Weekend – wordshophop
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Hillary at Bat or Will A Woman Ever Hit a Home Run? On Hillary at Bat or Will A Woman…. On Still Life in Paris. On Still Life in Paris. On Summer of Pirates. May 25, 2015. May 25, 2015. My sister and I left the hospital and slept at her place. Dad died on Memorial Day. I regret I didn’t have more to say. 2 thoughts on “ Memorial Day Weekend. Words of personal sadness and interior memory. Thanks for sharing, if true…. See my words at:. May 25, 2015 at 1:47 pm. May 26, 2015 at 1:15 am.
