Added by Tom Ryan on July 22, 2010 at 11:39am —
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Struggling to get out
And run from expectations;
Escape from myself.
Added by Jami Ward on July 21, 2010 at 10:00pm —
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I just came across this poem I wrote in 1991 and because it's even more pertinent now than it was then I'm resurrecting it here. And no, it's not a haiku so it doesn't count.
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I had big houses, I had new cars,… Continue
Added by Jami Ward on July 20, 2010 at 10:30pm —
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In case you haven't been paying as much attention to this haiku project as I have, I'd just like to take a moment to let you all know that it's all downhill from here - with 183 of them done, I'm more than halfway to my goal of doing one haiku for every day of the year. I just hope I've got as many left to write as I've already written. Stay tuned and find out!
Added by Jami Ward on July 20, 2010 at 10:26pm —
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Buy this and try that!
Get it before we change it!
Consumption is good!
Added by Jami Ward on July 20, 2010 at 10:20pm —
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my last blog focused on rejecting one's dreams and desires. and yes, it was a downer! BUT, while i was writing my assignment for Lillian Gaffney, all of the negative stuff came out as poetry, so i was really happy about that!
the second part of the assignment was to write about acceptance. as it should be, it's an upper, and poetry!…
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Added by Karrie Chambless on July 20, 2010 at 9:00pm —
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Parked in the driveway
Smaller summer vehicles.
Skateboards, bicycles.
Added by Jami Ward on July 19, 2010 at 10:00pm —
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Many people collect things, from paintings, to baseball cards, right down to magnets.
I collect memories. Maybe you do too.
We don’t have to shell out much money for those, although some have cost more than others. The limit is the moon. I’ve been chasing down memories for years, and they are now sitting on porches,watching the sun rise. And I’m thrilled they are remembering, lest I forget.
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Added by Dorraine Darden on July 19, 2010 at 12:14pm —
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Added by Lillian Gaffney on July 19, 2010 at 8:47am —
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The smoke of hatred
Often covers its true source:
A smoldering fear.
Added by Jami Ward on July 18, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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Julie, Julia, Love, Creativity, and Butter
I know that I’m the last person in America to see the movie “Julie and Julia”, but I finally saw it today. And I haven’t been this happy about a movie in a long time. I just had to talk about it.
It is so rare to see a movie that tells the story of real people, but it seems that women are particularly stereotyped…
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Added by wiffledust on July 18, 2010 at 9:11pm —
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Sometimes colors fade
When exposed to too much sun.
Sometimes friendships fade.
Added by Jami Ward on July 17, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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Now if you came here expecting to here more about the "Dan's" (MTAP blog 1) there will be a delay.
Albeit a worthy one. I need to mention that I showed symptoms of Tourettes Syndrome way back at...age 7. One year before the Magnus organ ... same year I started drum lessons (CORRECTION here: started drum lessons at age 7 not 5...) Kind-of a blue-plate special: "one order of musical drive with a heaping side order of Tourette's please!"
In the April 13, 2010 edition of the…
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Added by stephen dijoseph on July 17, 2010 at 10:00am —
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Crunchy gravel path
Reports the muddy passage
Of people and dogs.
Added by Jami Ward on July 16, 2010 at 10:30pm —
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Friendship maintenance
Needs to be beneficial
To be worth doing.
Added by Jami Ward on July 15, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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Anyone who knows me or has even paid any real attention to my posts on here knows that I want to move to Appleton and A.S.A.P. In the beginning, my decision to do this was made because I want what is best for my son. And that is still true, always will be. HE COMES BEFORE ANYONE! But more and more, I find myself wanting this move/change for myself as well. I don't want it because I wish to run away from anything or anyone. The past can follow you no…
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Added by Carissa Galow on July 15, 2010 at 10:47pm —
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Din-din with Kristin:
Indian food at Whip In.
This line does not rhyme.
Added by Jami Ward on July 14, 2010 at 12:45am —
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You can't see the hurt.
The pain is invisible.
Wounded hearts don't show.
Added by Jami Ward on July 13, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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Will it get better
If it's already this good?
I sure hope it does!
Added by Jami Ward on July 12, 2010 at 11:30pm —
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Fluff up your communication and intimacy with this critical end-of-day practice.…
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Added by Will Pollock on July 12, 2010 at 3:50pm —
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