Tag: arts
group name: kindredspirits
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January 06, 2007 08:19 PM EST --
Short sleeves,
Bare knees,
Christmas trees?
Seventy degrees!
© L. Radwan 2007
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January 11, 2007 11:33 AM EST --
I usually prefer to throw things out. I try not to add to the clutter in my house. Also, I'll often throw out old journals because I'm no longer interested in what's written in . . . more
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March 03, 2007 07:02 PM EST --
Written by Guillermo Martínez
I left the house without a book, so bought this at the thrift shop before coming home. I read it on the bus, then at home until I finished it - less than 200 . . . more
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January 12, 2007 04:26 PM EST --
Turquoise is the sea borne sheen
Orange is my mandarin
Grey are my faded flowers
Blue are my lonely hours
But multi-hued is our romance
As we do the rainbow dance
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February 04, 2007 05:08 PM EST --
I grew up reading science fiction, which I prefer to call speculative fiction now days, and playing make believe. Both became more substantial pastimes, as I began writing science fiction at the age of . . . more
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January 07, 2007 06:51 PM EST --
First of all, it is a romantic comedy. Now, I like romantic comedies - especially if they have Jude Law as an actor in them.
Yet, the problem with romantic comedies is that the leading ladies are . . . more
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January 06, 2007 04:57 PM EST --
My grandfather had a story he liked to tell; about how he came to select music as his vocation.
I'd heard this story discussed a number of times during my childhood. It was one of the many things . . . more
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February 21, 2007 08:37 AM EST --
An annotated list:
In the name of Salomé - Julia Alvarez: a novelized biography of the late poet - Laureate of the Dominican Republic -lots of history and family interaction. . . . more
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January 05, 2007 11:37 PM EST --
As I walk along the beach
With the sand beneath my feet
I dream of better days and better ways.
The way things used to be,
the love between you and me!
And the way you used to look at me.
As the . . . more
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January 05, 2007 11:43 PM EST --
I picked a red rose for you
to remember me when your feeling blue
Nobody can replace the love I have for you
I don't ever want to love someone new
Like this red rose I picked for you
Which started . . . more
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January 05, 2007 11:50 PM EST --
Best Friends Are Forever
Best friends are friends for life.
Friends that are there no matter what happens.
Good and Bad they are right beside you.
They listen when you need them.
They talk when you . . . more
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January 06, 2007 09:04 AM EST --
You never knew
just how I felt
each time I saw you
my heart would melt
I left our school
but no one knew
not even you
how hurt I was
to leave friends like you
I was privileged to
have had you . . . more
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January 06, 2007 09:24 AM EST --
I hold secrets deep inside
where nobody sees the
stories that I hide
My life is mine with
each breath I take
My life is standing on
the outside of a window
Looking in
Time flies by with the
blink . . . more
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January 07, 2007 06:13 AM EST --
The movie is WONDERFUL! The premise is that everything in the museum comes alive at night.
I laughed with joy early on and kept on laughing. Walked out with a big grin on my face!
There are . . . more
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April 17, 2007 02:39 AM EDT --
Scramble me up
and serve me with fries.
This is the place where
the butterfly lies.
It will never be seen,
but will always be here,
kept in the place
that you hold your fear.
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January 18, 2007 03:47 PM EST --
I dedicate this to someone special.
Do coy eyes
Ever glow warm?
Will hushed lips
Ever call my name?
When will those folded arms
Unfurl like wind blown curtains?
When will your sandaled . . . more
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July 17, 2007 01:54 PM EDT --
I rode in the passenger seat of the Vette, the big boxes balanced on my lap and stacked high enough to block my view out the windshield. The cars weren't made for carrying anything more than two people. . . . more
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January 14, 2007 07:00 PM EST --
Lips~
Your Lips are starting to come in clear
Show them to me my dear
Juicy, provocative, please give me more
Laying down in bed, alas a dream, nothing more
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January 06, 2007 04:58 PM EST --
I am not sure what it is about this world that we think we are trying to save. Is there really anything out there worth taking the effort and the work to save. I feel sometimes that all of it is just too . . . more
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January 06, 2007 01:22 PM EST --
I can barely recall old memories
My childhood innocence flickering like an old film projector,
A metaphor for growing old.
Feeble, stripped, bewildered!
Strained thoughts try hard . . . more
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