Now that I am here,
This can't be the end of it.
Where do I go next?
Added by Jami Ward on August 31, 2010 at 8:27pm —
My life is silent.
There's nothing for me to do.
The internet is out.
Added by Jami Ward on August 30, 2010 at 8:00pm —
Shelves and shelves of books.
Huge walls of literature.
Added by Jami Ward on August 29, 2010 at 8:00pm —
Mockingbirds fly by
While a murder of crows roosts.
Both will leave messes.
Added by Jami Ward on August 28, 2010 at 8:00pm —
Aunt Pearl is using her Macbook to seek on Craigslist how she can market the spices from the McCormick old farmhouse. She is looking for jars to put up the fruits of her labor and sell them to make enough money to buy her poodle Fefe a sweater made from the sheeps wool sheared on the McCormick farm. Despite her efforts she had to resort to a circus performance on the stripper pole inside the barn on the McCormick farm. Of course when the news got out that Aunt Pearl was performing everyone… Continue
Added by Vickie on August 28, 2010 at 12:44am —
What is in a name?
Rose is a rose is a rose.
But I'm not a rose.
Added by Jami Ward on August 27, 2010 at 8:00pm —
Stars like jewels seed the sky
Blooming flowers drenching the black bed of night,
Shining above creeks and rivers and dreamers
Resurrected until the sun turns them transparent.
But you can drink them while they’re fresh
On a blanket tossed on the ground,
Added by Dorraine Darden on August 27, 2010 at 11:49am —
In shadow, light and color
And behind our eyes.
Added by Jami Ward on August 26, 2010 at 7:30pm —
Time seeps into things;
Pausing to let it soak in,
You can feel its weight.
Added by Jami Ward on August 25, 2010 at 7:30pm —
Tides cannot be dammed.
Time forever moves forward.
Except in our minds.
Added by Jami Ward on August 24, 2010 at 11:00pm —
Sleep is when your body has said, "Listen, I have had it! I am done working for you today. You're such a slave driver sometimes, geesh. Your legs say, "I stand and walk around all day, keep you moving when all I want to do is sit. And how do you repay me?" Your knees complain about wanting to buckle. Your hands say they're going to go on strike. Like right now, while my hands are typing this; they're silently seething and thinking, "Woman, give us a break. Do you have any idea much strain you… Continue
Added by Carissa Galow on August 24, 2010 at 1:34pm —
Thomas: "Susie, what do you think you're doing?"
Susan: "Getting away from this place, there's too much sadness and too much bitterness here."
Thomas: "It sounds more like you're running from your problems and you that solves nothing."
Susan: "Maybe I am, but it's more than just that TJ and you know it. I haven't been happy here since I was 12. I don't belong here. When I think about the future, my future; I see city lights, people in coffee shops reading and working… Continue
Added by Carissa Galow on August 24, 2010 at 12:23am —
The world is not flat.
It goes up, down, all around.
Not always your way.
Added by Jami Ward on August 23, 2010 at 10:17pm —
Smoke, snort, shoot, drop, drink -
Seeking a reality
Besides the real one.
Added by Jami Ward on August 22, 2010 at 11:00pm —
I used to own some birds. I had two at the time of this "star" sighting. Birds are prone to getting colds. My cockatiel Turkey ,named so due to being hatched on Thanksgiving,. was looking under the weather. I called the vet at The Cat Hospital ( I know! it sounds crazy) and he said to bring Turkey in. So I boxed the bird up and handed the box to my daughter and away we went to the vet. We are greeted as usual by cats purring on our leg and a friendly receptionist taking our info. I alway love… Continue
Added by Ericka Gray on August 22, 2010 at 3:15pm —
My favorite musician writes her own music. Her voice is beyond compare and with quite the range. The songs she composes inspire me. They speak of love, dreams, heartaches, family, & truth. Sometimes they're upbeat, making me want to dance around the room. Other times they're slow, leaving me to reflect quietly upon their messages.…
Added by Carissa Galow on August 22, 2010 at 1:30pm —
One Christmas season I was out shopping for presents at Kmart. I had my youngest daughter who was one year old at the time sitting in the shopping cart while I dug through a bunch of sweatshirts trying to find the perfect Eagles sweats for my son when I feel someone behind me. You all know the feeling of someone watching you and it's a little too close. The feeling when you want to turn around and tell whoever it is that they are in your bubble. As I turn around I come face to face with Richard… Continue
Added by Ericka Gray on August 22, 2010 at 11:17am —
'Dead Horses' copyright 2010 by Rick Reiley
You can beat a dead horse
But he won't come to life
He won't even squirm or squeal
You'll just make the neighbors mad
Over a horse that… Continue
Added by Rick Reiley on August 21, 2010 at 9:47pm —
So, now that I'm home....it appears I have a lot to catch up on. So, I apologize if it appears I am posting too much. :P
In response to the Creative Challenges group I joined, here I go starting with the most recent challenge and working backwards. :)
In 1999, I believe it was, Robin Yount was at Milwaukee County Stadium to be inducted into the Hall of Fame. I worked there, but I have to admit that I was not the biggest fan of baseball. Okay, it would be totally fair to say I… Continue
Added by Carissa Galow on August 21, 2010 at 8:19pm —
I hate being grown up.
I wish to go back and be blissfully ignorant. Continue
Added by Ericka Gray on August 21, 2010 at 6:39pm —