moving on | moving on
Apr.14.2013
If working minimum wage at Kroger paid the bills, I would be a floral clerk forever. It’s hard but creative. It’s nice to look at flowers and talk about flowers all the time. Kroger is the world’s largest florist, so there’s that. But really, flowers are food for the soul. People change amid...
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Mar.13.2013
My head pounds with confusion,
I'm trying so hard to hold on.
My hands are clenched into fists,
knuckles white,
jaw tight.
But why am I trying so hard
to hold onto impermanent things?
Why do I worry about what has passed,
when I have you standing next to me?
© annettealaine-2013
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Mar.12.2013
Drip,
Drip,
Drip,
The rain trickles down
the back of my neck
as I leave the cafe
where you sit~
alone and stunned
by my sudden departure.
I leave you nothing~
but the lipstick stain
on my coffee cup.
© annettealaine-...
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Mar.11.2013
I wish I knew
which dreams were real,
and where my truth resides.
I hunger for a quieter life,
somewhere safe to take
my troubled mind.
© annettealaine-2013
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Mar.10.2013
The yoke is heavy,
I'm bowed and bent
from the strain.
Pain shoots like hot knives
through my shoulders,
as I raise my head
to gaze into the hazy distance.
How much farther must I travel,
before I set this burden down?
I cannot rest, nor tarry,
but continue on~
head...
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Mar.03.2013
The story is legendary. J.—a teen boy, reading in his childhood bedroom (a room he had all to himself, even though his four siblings all had to share)—hears the noise his dad is making outside mowing their large lawn, opens the window, and screams out, “Would you please stop making all...
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Dec.15.2012
Saying goodbye is always hard.
Three years ago, after twenty-six months of grueling job searches, disappointments and periods of underemployment, I finally caught a break. I fell into a job teaching at a brand new charter school.
I've enjoyed sharing the trials and tribulations of working at...
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Nov.30.2012
Google is great, isn't it? I mean to say if you happen to be in bed, laid low by a bad flu and you are not much in the mood for reading because your mind is hopping around in a state of delerium from all the paracetamol you've piled into yourself, you can always press buttons on your laptop...
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Nov.28.2012
Sometimes when situations change, people move on and doors close, we feel sad and confused. We often look for closure, answers and understanding but all three slip from our grasp like the winter wind- the cold bite is tangible, but we are left with nothing to hold on to....
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Sep.19.2012
You've taken leave of me now after the long Summer months. You had a good one. A good Summer. France. Barcelona. A nice job in the café where everyone treated you so well. You learnt what it was like to earn money. To do a decent days work. So off you go. Farewell. Be safe.
Eat well.
Study....
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