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 | Sticks And Stones | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 6 | 0.39 | Apr 11, 2012 |
Summary:How to pick the proper genre for something like this? Diary entry? A 'feel sorry for self spiel?" :)
I just hope others realized the power they hold in their hands and hearts to hurt others. So perhaps in sharing? I dunno.. nor is it truly important..
This is just my sharing of all the years I have spent on this planet.. No need for reviews as most likely many of you have experienced the same thus knows this writer understands.. The obligation to walk a very thin line as to not hurt another. We can't undo but we can say.. sorry.. I would imagine all are guilty of this at sometime in their life. Chapters: |
| Look and see the truth | SpoiledWrott10 | Poetry | Poetry | 4 | 0.52 | Oct 4, 2011 |
Summary:What one feels like once they realize they have been betrayedChapters: |
| THE LEAST OF THESE | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 8 | 0.46 | Jun 30, 2011 |
Summary:Lot going on in today's news and the wide and widening gap of those with and those without. Since I am only a sentimental Putz ... my stand is that of a softhearted idiot who would indeed share her last meal or go without if that meal would feed two.
The gap is going to get even wider if certain parties bring down the economy to destroy this Presidents chance of a second term. Think it crazy? Take a another look. Am I happy with Obama? Not on all levels but smart enough about politics to know, hands get tied...
Any and all feedback on how this is written.. is it strong, did I capture what I was going for?
DO I THROW ALL RICH PEOPLE IN ONE HUGE PILE ... NO NO NO
My uncle was rich in his day and gave to many in need as do many. This is for those who hold being poor in contempt and due to something lacking in the 'makeup' of the being in question. Chapters: |
| Language Of Music | flowing pencil | Poetry | Poetry | 16 | 0.55 | May 25, 2011 |
Summary:My new husband and I love totally different music. He is a bass player of Jazz.. while I can enjoy it... he doesn't really embrace my simple need for 'gut reaction to music.'
Music has been my escape through abuse and sorrow. I live within music. He lives within correctness of music I think.
These are simply raw emotions I expressed after we both listened to some music. He wasn't stirred by mine and I was left wanting by his.
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| Sorrowful Joy | Buffalotales | Poetry | Memoir | 7 | 0.50 | Oct 20, 2010 |
Summary:Dealing with passages in the lives of family and how it relates to one's self.Chapters: |
| Courage | Monsar | Poetry | Poetry | 4 | 0.60 | Mar 1, 2010 |
Summary:I'm on an abuse kick...not sure why, seems to be an interesting topic these days.Chapters: |
| My Abused Friend | Monsar | Poetry | Poetry | 9 | 0.62 | Feb 28, 2010 |
Summary:Although this is not related to my friends, I know that it is someone's. Domestic Violence is a serious issue.Chapters: |
| TWINGE | Ethereal Angel | Poetry | Poetry | 5 | 0.04 | Jan 27, 2009 |
Summary:Just a morsel to satisfy a wee craving (or reopened hole?)Chapters: |
| Pepper | Ethereal Angel | Poetry | Poetry | 6 | 0.66 | Jul 7, 2008 |
Summary:The only thing better than a woman in love, is one safely out of it.Chapters: |
| None At All | Ethereal Angel | Poetry | Poetry | 4 | 0.10 | May 10, 2008 |
Summary:Doomed before it even began.Chapters: |
