Tag: arts
group name: onewordatatime
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November 27, 2006 01:28 PM EST --
A confused look belies my face as my eyes fix on the one I love. It's like a barrier of separation has barged between us and spaced our true selves. It's unfortunate that my realization of her . . . more
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November 03, 2006 03:30 PM EST --
About a year ago I was invited to play bass with a group of musicians who were putting together a country/swing band for the fun of it. All of them had been in good bands before, several on . . . more
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January 06, 2007 09:35 AM EST --
For those of you who have missed it before , the way this works is everyone writes ONE sentence of the story. You can write as many sentences as you want but they have to be seperated by a sentence written . . . more
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March 19, 2007 12:15 AM EDT --
Here is my first attempt of putting my stuff out there for the world wide web to do with what they will. I used to have a really good writing community--flesh and blood and all that--but life has gotten . . . more
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October 10, 2006 04:10 PM EDT --
In his memoir Tuesdays with Morrie and his novel The Five People You Meet In Heaven, New York Times bestselling author Mitch Albom succeeded in creatively addressing the struggles we all encounter in how . . . more
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February 20, 2007 07:38 PM EST --
By Nicole Higginbotham
Pete Sakaris is just like any other college guy. He occupies his time with school, girls, hanging out with his friends, and of course, his passion, wrestling. Pete has always wanted . . . more
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September 23, 2006 09:41 AM EDT --
Abstract ideas altered into
Realistic views.
Time consumed hours used by
Idled thoughts.
Secret products of the mind coming together
To form a masterpiece.
unpublished work . . . more
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September 24, 2006 07:23 AM EDT --
Some people, when they get high, create masterful works of art. Some write, some paint, some write songs and enliven the hills with the sound of muuuuuuuu-siiiiiiiiic. I, on the other hand, . . . more
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November 09, 2006 10:45 PM EST --
I lie under your arm, gazing into your sweet, brown eyes. Your lips move into a slight smile, intoxicated with your sleepy demeanor. Your warm fingers lightly graze my naked back, making a pleasurable . . . more
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November 19, 2006 10:53 AM EST --
i think about you far away
separated everyday
and i wonder
when you dream
do you stream
thoughts of me
through your head
the memories bread
through our love
through our time
and with time
will . . . more
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January 12, 2007 04:26 PM EST --
Turquoise is the sea borne sheen
Orange is my mandarin
Grey are my faded flowers
Blue are my lonely hours
But multi-hued is our romance
As we do the rainbow dance
more
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February 09, 2007 08:21 PM EST --
Suspicion
Janine looked on as she saw the little blonde haired girl stare up at her.
"Where's mommy?"
"I don't know. Maybe we can find her," Janine looked around the . . . more
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February 25, 2007 07:09 PM EST --
I go wild when I see his smile.
I feel so happy when I hear him laugh.
My heart is beating hurriedly.
My emotions can't be any clearer.
My sensitivity is hitting a high.
He looks at me.
Can't . . . more
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February 10, 2007 04:43 PM EST --
Many students have started to realize that they have a lot of empty time on their hands. Some people spend this time chatting online, others try to fill it in with work, and still, others just laze around . . . more
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August 05, 2007 11:45 AM EDT --
it was then
you strangled me
wrapping your betrayal
in a gift from lost love
how I hated you
your softness burning me
as though it was
him touching me
with drunken desire
how I hated him . . . more
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October 02, 2006 10:49 AM EDT --
Unlike many budding wannabe writers, I do not fancy myself a poet. I know I don't have a poetic bone in my body, and I cannot ryhme nor measure to save my mother. A metaphysical conceit . . . more
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November 12, 2006 03:01 PM EST --
upon a cheek a tear
yet cried
and to the blood of death
I died
my heart and soul
need yet each other
together my self
will no longer suffer
the woman I love
and the skin that I breath
the nights . . . more
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October 21, 2006 11:02 AM EDT --
If we'd onl;y met
When you were just a child.....
A little boy who still had need
For tenderness and love.....
When the most prized possessions
In all the world
Were orphan pets that needed homes, . . . more
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February 23, 2007 02:33 AM EST --
screw you
if you tell me
that you don't like my friends
these people are great
and they're but the select
that stand erect
in their hearts
tearing apart
the weak from the strong
and it . . . more
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February 23, 2007 02:37 AM EST --
fate would have it
and i would have you
when you blew
what was away
and the day
that it comes back
and if it comes
will i rack
the experience bought
and the experience paid
in the gain
of sexual . . . more
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