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Fueled by gasoline
And spurred by testosterone,
Street racing can kill.

Added by Jami Ward on September 24, 2010 at 11:00pm — No Comments

Ricky's Chinese Dream

'Ricky's Chinese Dream'

copyright 2010 by Rick Reiley



I had a dream the Chinese

Owned Disneyland

Fired all the workers and ran it themsleves

From Bugs Bunny and…

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Added by Rick Reiley on September 24, 2010 at 12:42am — 1 Comment

A har har heart attack......Ya gotta have heart!

Added by Sherry Somach on September 23, 2010 at 11:30pm — 5 Comments

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Bison, tigers, whales;
Fading because we kill them.
They might not grow back.

Added by Jami Ward on September 23, 2010 at 11:00pm — No Comments

247

All the leaves are green
It's still hot even at night.
Does not feel like fall.

Added by Jami Ward on September 22, 2010 at 9:22pm — No Comments

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I need more dream time.
My pillow misses my head.
Is it bedtime yet?

Added by Jami Ward on September 21, 2010 at 11:57pm — No Comments

Wiffledust Creative Writing Challenge #11 - What one lyric speaks to you when nothing else can, and why?



This lyric is a gentle reminder to me that it's ok to be human.



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"Sometimes, even music cannot substitute for tears"
- Paul Simon, The Cool, Cool River, Rhythm of the Saints.





The power of music is strong. It's a fact. It's not always clear how or why these sounds affect us so much, but they do. People associate times and… Continue

Added by Helen on September 21, 2010 at 9:00am — 3 Comments

245

Pleasant afternoon,
A gentle breeze cools my ass.
I'm not wearing pants.

Added by Jami Ward on September 20, 2010 at 11:30pm — No Comments

244

White noise from gray road
Blocks out many distractions.
I can hear myself..

Added by Jami Ward on September 19, 2010 at 11:30pm — No Comments

My Estranged HUSBAND

Yes, I am married to a very strange man. We have not lived together for 2 years. He chooses to live a very different lifestyle. My beloved is truly a gypsy. Even today he is living in a home where he has bought time. In approximately 2 weeks he will be on the street again with 5 dogs and 4 cats. Currently he is living there with no electricity or water. Althought he tells me I'm the one living wrong and working for the MAN! at least I am now living in comfort unlike himself. I love this man and… Continue

Added by Vickie on September 19, 2010 at 1:08am — 2 Comments

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Does the air look green?
Suddenly my eyes water.
Oh. Em. Gee - Dog fart!

Added by Jami Ward on September 18, 2010 at 11:00pm — 2 Comments

One of my favorites...

Small in stature he is a charming ball of energy with the biggest brown eyes you have ever seen.
The eyelashes on those brown eyes are amazingly long. If it were not for such charm and pure talent he probably would not be where he is today. I am sure he is very thankful that he is.

Added by Ericka Gray on September 18, 2010 at 2:45pm — 1 Comment

242

A dark and gray day.
No stifling heat, with maybe
A hint of winter?

Added by Jami Ward on September 17, 2010 at 10:00pm — No Comments

241

Just things in a box;
Stuff forgotten until now.
Reclaimed memories.

Added by Jami Ward on September 16, 2010 at 11:30pm — No Comments

240

No one really fits.
People have curves, boxes don't.
Don't force me in one.

Added by Jami Ward on September 15, 2010 at 11:13pm — 3 Comments

239

My brain is tired.
It has decided to quit.
No haiku tonight.

Added by Jami Ward on September 14, 2010 at 7:59pm — No Comments

238

My beauty is green.
Beauty is rarely painless.
Ivy up my spine.

Added by Jami Ward on September 13, 2010 at 7:30pm — No Comments

237

My cheeks are burning -
Sunscreen, hat and long clothing
My face is still red.

Added by Jami Ward on September 12, 2010 at 7:30pm — No Comments

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I am sad today.
All the deaths nine years ago -
Now political.

Added by Jami Ward on September 11, 2010 at 7:30pm — No Comments

Creative Writing Challenge #9 - Did 9/11 Change You?

I'm going to cheat a bit on this one and add a blog I wrote a year ago on the anniversary. For one, I hate that the media will drag us all through those dark hours over and over and over as if the grief of the aftermath of that day weren't enough or none of us can remember and need to see it all again in order to recall it. I so wish they'd find more positive ways to honor those who died and those who must live on. And too, I think the question is a bit odd. How could we NOT all be changed…

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Added by Sheree on September 11, 2010 at 2:30pm — 2 Comments

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