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[something clever HERE]: November 2012
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The mixed-up ramblings of a 20-something writer and nerd. Ever a contradiction: I'm a pessimistic optimist, a practical idealist, a messy perfectionist, a shy yet outgoing, distracted yet organized, procrastinating yet prompt oxymoron. And I'm also on Twitter! View my complete profile. Between You and Me. Thinking about Writing instead of Writing. Friday, November 30, 2012. Between You and Me. Between you and me and the Internet, I love you like mad and all it takes is a Facebook post to make it official.
something-clever-here.blogspot.com
[something clever HERE]: December 2012
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The mixed-up ramblings of a 20-something writer and nerd. Ever a contradiction: I'm a pessimistic optimist, a practical idealist, a messy perfectionist, a shy yet outgoing, distracted yet organized, procrastinating yet prompt oxymoron. And I'm also on Twitter! View my complete profile. Itunes Shuffle Poem 2. 30 Day Creative Writing Challenge. Dreaming of a White Christmas. Friday, December 28, 2012. Itunes Shuffle Poem 2. 1 Open up iTunes or the equivalent (or if you prefer, use your MP3 player). And we&...
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A poem by Hugo Ball | Steer Forth!
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You and I shall steer forth whatever needs to be steered forth. My books in print. Novel ending solutions / hints. Antiquish variations on a theme. Jolt, Ribbon and Zeal →. A poem by Hugo Ball. January 4, 2010. My demon has no brothers, no sisters, no kin. My demon thinks time’s just a waste and a sin. When God had made the worlds good enough,. My demon sat down in the grass for a laugh. Cut his toenails in two in a dance,. And saw the whole world glide by in a glance. This entry was posted in Literature.
luluspetals.blogspot.com
LuLu's Petals: happy August
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Sunday, August 02, 2015. August is like the sunday of summer". What does that quote mean? What does it mean to you? I think I am the only one who saw that. When I read it to my husband he said. oh thats sad but true. He said he saw it as Sunday is the last day of the week. the end. August always seems like the official end of summer. hmmm. That's depressing. Well sure enough, several of my zumba students commented about it and they saw it exactly as he did. Who wrote this damn quote anyway?
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LuLu's Petals: December 2014
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Tuesday, December 23, 2014. She was diagnosed with an enlarged heart in the summer. Despite the meds she is on, she isn't doing too well. The dr. had said some little dogs do very well on the meds, some go downhill quickly. A dogs lifespan is just too short. She is only 10 and I think her breed can live as long as 16. Even 16, too young. Cosmo is going to be 13 in January. He is now hard of hearing has many lumps and bumps, arthritis in his legs, and will soon need some anal surgery! Mr and Mrs Petals.
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Gypsy Feet Antics: Mine
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Sunday, February 3, 2013. You wind my clock never ticking. Yepping like you heard my story never told. Not a mirror reflecting. But a woman projecting. I sip timber inspiration from a cup of mistake making. A muse less decision to live a life I envy. February 3, 2013 at 11:51 PM. Smiles.good to see you its been a while.a cup of mistake making.and defending your own endangered pleasures.tight little verse. February 5, 2013 at 7:26 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Gypsy Feet Play List. Photo by Andy...
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Moonlighting Artist: Self portrait Tuesday- Resolutions
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Tuesday, January 23, 2007. Self portrait Tuesday- Resolutions. Whenever I paint, I feel like myself again. I just finished a painting over the weekend and will share it soon. I am hoping to start another today. I know when we get to Africa it may be hard to find supplies but I will find a way to paint there too. Posted by Letha Sandison at 9:27 AM. Africa.are you moving there or something? Maybe I should browse a bit through you archives. :). Thanks for your sweet comment on my blog,. Alex aka Gypsy Girl.
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Moonlighting Artist: Self portrait Tuesday- Black and white
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Tuesday, February 06, 2007. Self portrait Tuesday- Black and white. This month’s self portrait challenge is black and white. I love black and white photos, they are amazing and have a crisp clean quality to them that I find refreshing. However, in life I find that there are very few things that are black and white. It would be much easier to navigate life’s trials and tribulations if the answers really were black and white and clear. PS: Thank you Boho, for all you do! Posted by Letha Sandison at 10:44 AM.
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Write Wing Conspiracy: April 2014
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Plotting world domination one poem at a time. Tuesday, April 15, 2014. Rocky Heart by Vera Kratochvil. In my petrified heart. Still form the shape. Written for the PAD challenge Day 15 prompt. Over at Poetic Asides, part of the Two-for-Tuesday write a love poem / write an anti-love poem. Mary B. Mansfield. Links to this post. Labels: April 2014 PAD. Thursday, April 3, 2014. Neon Nights by Pennie Gibson. Messages from the universe. Marking my destined path. Would be easier to notice. If they were posted.
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Write Wing Conspiracy: The Lost Love Playlist (a cento)
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Plotting world domination one poem at a time. Wednesday, February 11, 2015. The Lost Love Playlist (a cento). Stormy Sky by Alicia Dunavan. Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,. A bottle of vodka. Still lodged in my head. There’s no comfort in the truth,. Full of broken thoughts,. Lying naked on the floor. What a wicked thing to do,. To make me dream of you…. Lines for this cento borrowed from: I Remember You - Skid Row. Bed of Roses - Bon Jovi. Careless Whisper - Wham! Hurt - Johnny Cash. Free Range Ra...
