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Apr.23.2011
A great novel will draw you in with its pages of characters and story capturing you. They carry you to the edge of what is real and what is imaginary, fading the lines in between. We can usually assume the story is fictional if not deemed with...
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Jan.07.2011
Her roots travel miles long
buried deep below her soles
wondrous unforgettable moments
next to grueling times of hell
paths of fading footprints tell
of lessons learned, even at ninety.
Years drawn in lines upon her face
sagging boobs and slow steps
carry endless hidden...
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Jan.03.2011
End the Silence
2011
The ponderings of time shock me. The older I get time seems to be whizzing by faster. A month goes by in the flash of a head spin. A week disappears entirely with that one sock. Now all of a sudden, a year has gone by and 2011 has snuck up. A perspective my daughter finds quit...
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Dec.01.2010
Hanukkah and Christmas are the two winter celebrations or holidays exceedingly acknowledged in many places around the globe. Recently, the US has begun recognizing the African celebration Kwanzaa as a winter holiday and teaching about it in the public schools. I guess it is a start, right?
A start...
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Oct.31.2010
I remember as a child a family where the father walked with a cane and his left hand was curled inward. I thought it was weird and I felt bad for the two kids. I remember thinking that the kids must feel so embarrassed of their dad.
Now, I am that dad minus the curled in left hand with a child at...
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Oct.14.2010
There are beautiful gardens all over the world each with their own aesthetic attractions. A few of these well-known gardens are the Ryōan-ji a Japanese rock garden in Japan, the Chateau de Versailles in France, and the Missouri Botanical Garden, USA. They appeal to our senses and ideas of beauty...
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Oct.08.2010
Giddy laughter echoes through the rooms as the boxes that will transform our home are being dragged out from storage. Jack ’o’ Lanterns, skeletons, black cats, fake blood on fangs, and witches begin emerging from the boxes. Our once modest living room starts to take the shape of a witches...
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Oct.08.2010
On the floor, I stand
motionless
soaking in the rhythm
absorbing the beats
feeling the music from within.
My hips are the first to move
to the rhythmic muse
pulsing through my body.
My legs are next
steps that match
the sway to my hips.
My back and shoulders respond
with a lift and a twist...
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Sep.21.2010
at Dusk, it Begins….
stillness shields the air andparched earth from the humid day it begins to lightly rain
a burst of lightbrightens the dusk lit evediminishing the calmannouncing the arrival
from the West come windslifting trees into slow dance
echoes of thunder vibratebeats from...
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About River
Expressing is in my wiring. I always have to be creating in some form or another or life is not right. I used to do a lot of beadwork and painting and now I am focusing towards photography and writing. I believe there was always a writer in me; I just took a...
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