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the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. November 4, 2015. And so here I am, being vulnerable, reaching for connections, for someone to say, “Me, too.” Grasping in darkness for that like soul who hears my song and sings with me. Sometimes I find it. And those moments become like sunshine to my soul. Other times, I grasp at nothing, and I am again afloat on that cold, lonely ocean. Filed in free verse. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Five minutes. | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. October 18, 2015. I’m going to do a 5 minute, no edit, just writing without stopping post. And who knows what in the world it will bring. But for now, I’m good. For now, I’m content. For now, I don’t feel restless or unsettled or struggling. I can close the door to those nagging words that this is temporary. And I can just enjoy my day for what it is. Filed in free verse.
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a thousand years. | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. August 1, 2008. In a thousand years, it won’t matter. In a thousand years, we’ll be gone–. You and me both. You and I, I told her. And who cares about a thousand years from now? A thousand years from now,. No one will even know we breathed. We are breathing, aren’t we? Yes, I suppose. But the grass withers,. And all the flowers will die,. Just like the Book says. And you and me–. I love...
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. Walls and Hope and Love and Words. October 16, 2015. Walls All around me, walls. In friends. In money. In career. Walls. I hope sometimes. Just a little bit. Not too much. Don’t wade too deep in that pool. Because maybe at the deep end, hope is not what you find. Maybe instead you find disappointment. It still feels far from me. But I will try. This is from April of 2015. In January...
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bigger than we | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. August 13, 2008. Pushed back from the table. With a listening ear. A soothing voice,. A parable of life. To do more than hear. Give me your hand now. Let’s walk this road in twos. Hearts that feel,. For something bigger than we. Mind over matter,. Filed in free verse. 2 Responses to “bigger than we”. August 14, 2008 at 5:54 pm. Like this, thanks for posting. August 21, 2008 at 2:33 pm.
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October | 2015 | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. October 18, 2015. I’m going to do a 5 minute, no edit, just writing without stopping post. And who knows what in the world it will bring. But for now, I’m good. For now, I’m content. For now, I don’t feel restless or unsettled or struggling. I can close the door to those nagging words that this is temporary. And I can just enjoy my day for what it is. Filed in free verse. It’s bee...
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the ally. | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. August 23, 2008. One in the same,. Body, mind, soul. A hundred universes–. Filed in free verse. 12 Responses to “the ally.”. August 21, 2008 at 5:55 pm. August 21, 2008 at 11:10 pm. Well done, nice perspective. August 23, 2008 at 11:07 pm. August 24, 2008 at 9:46 am. Profound thoughts in this poem,:-). Great to read this one. Cheers! August 24, 2008 at 9:56 pm. I am enjoying your blog!
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Doors | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. November 23, 2015. Sometimes, a door slams in your face. One you thought would stay open, at least for awhile. But then other times…. But there isn’t one. In this season of thanksgiving, how does a girl climb out from beneath her warm blanket of sadness and try to look at the world again with the eyes of that optimistic little girl? But for a lifetime? Filed in free verse. Notify me of ...
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heart. | the good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall
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The good, the bad, and the ugly writings of abigail stall. Poetry prose essays short, short stories mostly just poetry. October 17, 2015. The owner cannot know the depths of the Heart. It is a locked box of locked boxes. Secret-filled, compartmentalized, no clearance zone. None can master it, and no one tells it where to look or who to love or what to dream. Bind it, beat it, give it your commandments, but all in vain. It will not obey. She will not obey. Filed in free verse. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
