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bernadette-moyer's picture
Apr.15.2013
We See the World As We Are By Bernadette A. Moyer Most often we see the world as we are and we don’t see this world as it is … two people can look at and experience the same things and yet walk away with a completely different view. How does this happen? For most of us our view of life and the...
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Apr.08.2013
China Tea Cup By Bernadette A. Moyer   China tea cup So beautiful So perfect Artistic Functional Newly admired   Cracked chipped Broken Glued patched And fixed Newly repaired Never the same                       
sherrie-theriault's picture
Nov.15.2012
  November 15   DESERVING     Tender toes crushed by moving memories, fresh pain from ancient injuries, shock incurred from these lifeless reminiscences.  Unhappy reconstructions slap unsuspecting faces.  The people, who stood by to let the chips fall where they may,...
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Jun.10.2012
  June 10   DANCE OF DEATH     Honeyed words pour from painted lips; shades of doubt color my mind.  Stained glass eyes look to blank walls and picture the gallery of imagination, attempting to sell it for hard currency.  Sirens sing from the throats of mute men; the...
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May.23.2012
  May 24   CLOCKS     When the clock stops, I wind it up or replace the battery.  I have to; time doesn’t end because the arms grow slow.  The device wears down but the day is not over.  Even if my internal metronome is bollixed, the planets keep revolving. ...
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May.17.2012
  May 17   ALL BETTER NOW     Mother kissed the booboo and I wait for the admonition to take effect.  Waiting, I count the problems like telephone poles on a long journey.  What will it be like, the world all better?  The anticipation nearly breaks me for a while...
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Apr.25.2012
  April 25   FEEDING THE MONSTER       Who will feed the monster once they’ve made her?  Her hunger burns in her like a beacon.  Should I let her starve?  Should I put her on rations of old crusts and tepid water?  Rebuke her as if she were her own idea...
david-prosser's picture
Sep.26.2011
Life was rolling along quite nicely until recently. I had my third book out, had one or two nice reviews and was preparing to start the fourth. Then the hammer fell. My father in law, affectionately known as the Squadron leader in my books, had a fall at his residential home. At hospital he was...
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Sep.26.2011
September 26         Green Wood   When a nail is hammered into a living tree, the tree is forever changed.  Even if the barb is pulled out the tree will never be the same.  If the spike remains and the tree lives; over time the nail will be incorporated, the tree...
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Aug.07.2011
August 7       I Beg     The embarrassment of need is a haunting guest who will not leave.  I turn in a tight circle trying to find a way to detach  this wart and move gracefully from the site of devastation, but it looms large and overshadows today’s possibilities and...