Tag: family
group name: gigglep
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March 08, 2007 06:43 PM EST --
There were the fog
that just hung around too long
a slow and strange slow song
came from the bog
wondering around
stumbling over a fallen log
my head began to pound
i heard that strange song
again . . . more
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April 20, 2007 06:47 PM EDT --
To readers: this 'comment'/question was asked of Tom Gerace on his "talk with god" comment thread. Hundreds of us sincere Gather members anxiously await his response. Or, . . . more
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January 31, 2007 08:31 PM EST --
I'm sure you know me very well,
for you use me everyday;
To ruin reputations,
LIES would be my name.
Now don't claim you've never met me,
for you know me, oh so well;
I am your' . . . more
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April 26, 2007 07:17 PM EDT --
Something came over today
and they had a wonderful
complexion
bright and beautiful
made me feel warm
inside,
i gazed at this
something
as it spoke kind words
though i remember
those words still . . . more
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January 08, 2008 03:36 PM EST --
For those who travel in culinary pursuits, the Turkish Cuisine is a very curious one. The variety of dishes that make up the Cuisine, the ways they all come together in feast-like meals, and the . . . more
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June 26, 2007 08:48 PM EDT --
The red kangaroo
Wading through the dreamtime…
Sprouting winter
You
Light my fire
With gusto…
The sound of winter
Fragrance
Birth of ambition… . . . more
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March 05, 2007 06:57 AM EST --
Shades of
Gold in my visual field
Autumn leaves
more
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February 03, 2007 04:13 PM EST --
(Author's note: This collection of prose is meant to be read all in one sitting... each stanza leads into the next. Its a short work, but will get you thinking. I advise reading it with 20 minutes . . . more
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April 23, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
By the giant cosmic
Rock, we sat in silence
Listening to the
Autumn moon in the great
Moment of passion
With joyful lips and
Limpid eyes, she held my
Hand ever so gently… . . . more
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April 25, 2007 03:32 PM EDT --
It all started with a phone call.
CALLER: Hello, is this Leti?
ME: Um, who is this?
CALLER: Hi, I'm Mr. X Zee work for a XYZ Financial Group and I'm trying to reach one of your neighbors. . . . more
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April 17, 2007 07:14 AM EDT --
The dolphin dances
To the rhythm of the sea…
Autumn moon
Sailing into
A beautiful dream…
I wish
You were here with me
Little sparrow
Behold
The elixir . . . more
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March 07, 2007 05:06 PM EST --
Like the
Dreamtime ballerina, the
Gentle wind
Dances on my shadow
This autumn day
more
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March 22, 2007 05:34 AM EDT --
The maiden
Flight of the golden leaves…
The sound of autumn
Out of the depths
Of happiness, the autumn
Zephyr blows
How graceful
Is your gentle flight
Oh golden . . . more
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March 28, 2007 02:42 PM EDT --
She is the light at the end of an endless dark night
She is the fire that gives me warmth at the end of a winter storm
She my first, my last, my only one
She is the soothing silence in a noisy complicated . . . more
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July 11, 2007 07:44 PM EDT --
The ladybird
In her element, this
Winter’s morn…
A dazzling smile on
Silver heels
You
Flew into my life
Unnoticed…
Painting my shadow
With stars
. . . more
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August 09, 2008 10:41 AM EDT --
Momma and Inna (her daughter and Cinnamon's human Mom) decided a couple of months ago to go walking one day a week. Cinnamon and I go with them and sometimes one of my "nephews".
As . . . more
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May 07, 2007 10:19 PM EDT --
The best of autumn rain…
Edible mushrooms in the field
Toadstools need no mercy!
The flowering vines
Now in the tender arms of
The antipodean autumn
Empty feelings
In the . . . more
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June 18, 2007 01:56 PM EDT --
Nobody be offended, please!
This morning, while watching TV, and listening to my neighbours ranting on about "issues," I said to myself, "Enough of this crazy talk about being polite to . . . more
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May 20, 2007 12:14 AM EDT --
The allure of antipodean autumn…
Flocks of crested pigeons and galahs
Showcase their plumes
The autumn blues:
Homelessness and the meaning of life
How are we to live?
The rock wallaby
Feeds the . . . more
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May 27, 2007 07:10 PM EDT --
The autumn
Rain brings fresh hope
Of life in the
Sun-burnt country...
The golden wattle blooms
The neophyte
Captures the gentle muse
In the sacred
Dew of the glorious morn… . . . more
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