Tag: writings
member name: David L.
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March 15, 2006 02:39 AM EST --
Bubbles await her
Cleansing waters - desert Spring
A new beginning
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April 20, 2006 03:01 AM EDT --
It's clear here
underneath star-lit skies
No moon, no you
Just myself, alone
Funny isn't it
what happens between us
in the space only lovers know . . .
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April 06, 2006 12:50 AM EDT --
I will come to you tomorrow
guaranteed delivery
You will hold me briefly
knowing the rest of me was just there
then free my seal
finger the opening
reach in and remove what's left of . . .
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May 02, 2006 06:31 AM EDT --
8, the letters it takes
3, the words they make
1, the meaning – all that's needed
831 – A phrase completed
8, from January to August
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June 05, 2006 04:27 AM EDT --
Suddenly chasing cars is something I dream of and not yell at my dog for. I'm listening to those cars right now, but no one's wasting time with me – yet. Music pounds into me . . .
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April 17, 2006 02:24 AM EDT --
Is she drunken gibberish tonight?
Did she smile, let down her hair?
Was she happily in disarray?
Did she enjoy uncluttered thoughts?
Is she back safe - all in one piece?
Is she . . .
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February 02, 2006 02:56 AM EST --
I cried tonight over lost potential. Not that mine was so great. But much of what was there was lost in the tangle of years that is my life. I remember long ago, someone saying that . . .
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February 05, 2006 03:21 PM EST --
OK. I was going to keep these words in my back pocket and use them in one of our future "Two Words" challenges, but I would rather use them here.
Harmonic Recall -
In my last article . . .
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March 15, 2006 03:01 AM EST --
Entwined, two as one
Love's embrace - brought nature's rain
Coated swollen walls
. . .
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April 28, 2006 06:58 PM EDT --
"Winter Storm Warning"
late season complication
nature's toll - I paid
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March 25, 2006 04:48 PM EST --
He takes her there
amidst the trees
and ocean breeze
to find her soul missing
but even still
it harbors hope
for him - not her
Sadness lingers
where passion should
a fiery glow
off . . .
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January 29, 2006 12:23 AM EST --
Ever since I first saw the name of this Site I have wanted to do this, so here goes.
Put to the music of:
"The Wanderer" by Deon and the Belmonts
Maestro, please....
The Gatherer . . .
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February 07, 2006 04:26 PM EST --
All the discussion about songs and their lyrics put my mind onto this and I simply must know. You see, my wife and I were messing around the other day and joking around about a book that I want to . . .
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February 15, 2006 06:38 PM EST --
Note: Thanks to my new friend Bonnie Ladick for the much needed assistance and help in "shaping" this article/story. You can view Bonnie's work at:
azbonjoy.gather.com . . .
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March 16, 2006 12:32 PM EST --
I don't know about the rest of you, but I feel very excited knowing that the Gather staff is listening. I have found them to be very responsive and willing to address the typical issues that . . .
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February 08, 2006 04:21 AM EST --
I met her at square dancing. Every Friday evening all summer long, my mother, father, older sister and I, were at Columbus Jr. High's gymnasium. We were short our dancing certificate, but . . .
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February 19, 2006 01:43 PM EST --
Mirrored Memories called to mind
Brood over for a lifetime
Conjured up like rancid milk
Repugnent to the soul
Momento mori, oh so sorry - Scars that never heal
Replete affections . . .
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March 22, 2008 08:54 PM EDT --
Note: Most of you know that I am not usually one to use my writing to make political statements, in-fact, I have never written such an article, other than a satirical piece called "A New . . .
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February 06, 2006 11:25 AM EST --
Mirrored Memories called to mind
Brood over for a lifetime
Conjured up like rancid milk
Repugnent to the soul
Momento mori, oh so sorry - Scars that never heal
Replete affections . . .
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February 22, 2006 07:49 PM EST --
Note: My oldest son, Jeremy was the inspiration for this story. It's his "round head" that bounces just above the bed at the end. The story was originally written in much shorter format . . .
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