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Featured Blog Posts – August 2010 Archive (63)

214

What the hell is up?
I can tell you it's not me.
I'm glued to the couch.

Added by Jami Ward on August 20, 2010 at 7:30pm — 1 Comment

213

Foamy white above,
Bubbly liquid gold below.
This beer gives good head.

Added by Jami Ward on August 19, 2010 at 11:04pm — 3 Comments

212

Strange things happen here,
Like noises that don't belong
To this world. Hi, Mom!

Added by Jami Ward on August 18, 2010 at 11:30pm — 3 Comments

211

The trees have tresses;
A curtain outside my door.
Cascading ivy.

Added by Jami Ward on August 17, 2010 at 11:23pm — 1 Comment

Neil Young, Ryman Auditorium, June 2nd, 2010

A burning, bright day retreated suddenly at the advance of a summer

squall in Nashville last Wednesday. Threatening skies churned out a

torrent of rain, pouring down in sheets on the downtown area. Outside

the Ryman Auditorium, an unsuspecting crowd scattered in all

directions, seeking shelter beneath the awning of a parking garage and

nearby buildings. For a brief moment, the streams washing down 4th

Avenue were… Continue

Added by Faith Phillips on August 17, 2010 at 10:00pm — 5 Comments

Classic Vinyl







TheDoors-morrisonhotel.jpg Cover of Album of self-same name image by BobbyStClaire




“Are you telling me those albums I sold for practically nothing at a garage sale several years back are now worth something? Dang, I knew I should have hung onto those.” This was a recent conversation I had with a dear… Continue

Added by Dorraine Darden on August 17, 2010 at 12:18am — 2 Comments

210

You left me behind
But I still feel you out there.
I really miss you.

Added by Jami Ward on August 16, 2010 at 11:00pm — 1 Comment

When Did I Become Such A Prude?

For those of you who aren't aware, I am a romance novelist. A novel concept considering I've been out of the romance/relationship and particularly dating arena for quite a few years. My last first date was actually in 1992. So, after reviewing my first (yet to be published) novel I questioned its authenticity or realistic value. I sat my 25 year old daughter down for a few questions.

"Okay," I queried. "What's the rule for a call back after the…

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Added by Diane Brown on August 16, 2010 at 6:40pm — 3 Comments

Starting School



'Starting School'



When I began the first grade mom would take me to Brooks Clothiers downtown to buy my t-shirts, underwear and my red label Farrah 'husky' jeans. Then off

to TG and Y next door to get pencils, my Big Chief tablet, and

crayolas. Oh and then around the corner…

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Added by Rick Reiley on August 16, 2010 at 12:30pm — 4 Comments

Who Am I?

Creative writing challenge #3 ~~
WHO AM I?
My music career began when I was 14 years old as a starlighter.
Man, I love a good Shindig!
Phil Spector was once my employer.
I attended Church often.
I love you in a place where there's no space or time.
I married a member of Sly & The Family Stone.

Added by Kevin Brown on August 15, 2010 at 2:29pm — 5 Comments

207

Friday the thirteenth -
Supposed to be unlucky.
No problems here OWW!

Added by Jami Ward on August 13, 2010 at 7:30pm — 2 Comments

I like this one. I think I'll do it again.

Smooth sultry words spill from those lips. So tantalizing is the mixture of such melodious sounds coming from an awkward cowboy. Those slim beautiful fingers strum the guitar like it's home. . Sweet sounds of gospel are always close at hand. Daydreams wisp by of ponies and penguins. Makes you wish for one brief moment that you were from Texas.

Added by Ericka Gray on August 13, 2010 at 9:53am — 8 Comments

206

Buttons are magic!
Push the right one and you find
You're in a new world.

Added by Jami Ward on August 12, 2010 at 8:00pm — 2 Comments

Sleep is

Sleep is where the edges of reality bends and blurs.

Added by Ericka Gray on August 12, 2010 at 5:11pm — 1 Comment

Wiffledust Creative Writing Challenge: Here's lookin' at you

He held her hand as hard as he could, knowing that all his strength now was but a feeble echo of what it used to be. He realized that his grip was not to keep himself here but to keep her from going, to make her stay and listen.



"Promise me," he whispered. "Promise me that you won't stop them from taking this shell." He stopped speaking to try to pull enough air into his weakened lungs to finish. "This shell I'm in now," he continued. "Fucked over by that damned disease and then by the… Continue

Added by Jami Ward on August 12, 2010 at 1:00am — 4 Comments

Wiffledust Creative Writing Challenge: Sleep is ...

Sleep is submergence into surcease surrounded by a surfeit of surreal surprises.

Added by Jami Ward on August 11, 2010 at 11:30pm — 2 Comments

6 sentence favorite

Long black hair. Motown, Carole King influence. Peter Paul and Mary had three dogs one night. One sweaty Christmas in the Fifth dimension. God I miss her.

Added by Rick Reiley on August 11, 2010 at 9:42pm — 2 Comments

Concave or Convex - A short story by Kelsey Winterbottom



Concave or Convex…



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Added by Kelsey Winterbottom on August 11, 2010 at 9:00pm — 2 Comments

6 sentance favorite

The beauty of his voice is that it is not pitch perfect. What clever entertaining ditties he creates. He sings of woman , life, cars, and guitars. He may even throw in a Tiki Bar.You hear his words come out of some of the worlds greats. They wish they had his mad writing skills.

Added by Ericka Gray on August 11, 2010 at 7:38pm — 4 Comments

My Favorite

He is every man's man. A story teller who crys out from the heart. He croons what resides in the hearts of many. Comforting sometimes and sometimes distressing. Wake up, America! Look around and take care of one another.

Added by Suzanne Duncan Lees on August 11, 2010 at 5:30pm — 3 Comments

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