Tag: life
group name: graorigart
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March 27, 2008 11:20 PM EDT --
I was sitting in the break room yesturday eating my lunch staring out the window. The table was next to the window and I wanted to look out at the sun shine. Our office building is right next to the freeway . . . more
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April 24, 2008 03:56 PM EDT --
Today was kind of rough for me. as most of you know our apartment caught fire last oct. we bought the new house in feb. we had the windows open upstairs and this morning I started smelling smoke. . . . more
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June 21, 2008 08:02 PM EDT --
We had a lovely day at the beach yesterday. The weather was slightly overcast but it was still beautiful there. This is truly my favorite place on earth.
Our 18 month old daughter, Loralei walked . . . more
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March 25, 2008 11:22 AM EDT --
He has no calendar
His cheap cigar burns to suppress smells.
A moment of respite and a strike
To light up the smokes from a death-stick.
Now a young sun leans on blue terrace. . . . more
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March 26, 2008 10:46 AM EDT --
To the psychiatrist
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Tell her who is resting on your couch,
A cliché we live
Spread amid the movements of planets, . . . more
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March 30, 2008 06:26 AM EDT --
Insecurity
The bike and its rounds,
Everyday at this time,
The sound like a child
Whining in insecurity.
Air fiddles with her hair who
Stands at the balcony.
From there the . . . more
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April 11, 2008 09:34 AM EDT --
Snippet -I
His dull scissors fell from a hand too old.
The red dirt of a village road ahead.
The village barber's hairs flow in arid air
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April 04, 2008 07:05 AM EDT --
Good morning every one I hope every one Has a Great Friday!
Today is my day off and I thought I was going to sleep in. We all know how this goes. You gt used to getting up when you HAVE to and you really . . . more
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March 31, 2008 11:06 AM EDT --
I always enjoy a trip to the salvage yard. There is so much to see and the colors, textures and patterns found there keep almost giddy for however long our stay might be. The yard we visit is called "The . . . more
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March 22, 2008 12:08 AM EDT --
The closed doors.
The closed doors look at his back.
You know they are insignificant!
He will not look back to see nameplates.
The sky welcomes a new wonderer,
A fellow of its eternity! . . . more
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April 05, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
Rape of a housemaid
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July 01, 2008 11:13 AM EDT --
I took my beautiful little people out for a photoshoot in my grandparent's pasture last week. I had some rockin' ideas and we had fun, mostly. I think my children may be a bit tired of my camera? . . . more
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April 04, 2008 06:15 AM EDT --
A game of chess
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A buzzing insect, a defective light,
The door with a net face and broken hinge,
A jump of a silhouette cat captures mind.
A cot and a smudged . . . more
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April 06, 2008 04:52 PM EDT --
I know the actual first day of spring has come and gone already but it has been so dreary and cold here. We had a blizzard then more snow off and on and then rain. Yesturday was beautiful. a little chilly . . . more
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May 26, 2008 12:54 PM EDT --
Words of a sea
Words of a sea spoken in close whispers
It is an avid proponent of sky.
I wish I could lift my face to sky, blue.
Instead I decide to watch the death-pain
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May 15, 2008 11:08 AM EDT --
Bedroom
The world has sent him early to his bed
The doors kept ajar partly disclose truths..
A world apart, ages apart, half known.
The night of difference that will crawl in
His . . . more
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April 08, 2008 11:38 PM EDT --
A m oment of truth
Disappointment flies amid the eternal sky
Great as it might be it can't surpass one dusk.
She climbs up a steeple, chases a gust of wind
That . . . more
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April 10, 2008 09:12 AM EDT --
He knows pain
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He let them take his advantage,
Plunder the soft tissues of heart.
The eyes hurt to conceal dark brooks.
They pick him so easy and taunt. . . . more
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March 22, 2008 08:16 AM EDT --
Seaside l ore---------------
She strolled down to sea at dead night.
That was the last of her seen, yet.
Legends roamed there and giggled with
Pebbles. Whispers of darkness were
So . . . more
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March 28, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
A story retold
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Behold the flower stooping upon a flower,
The graves and stones are not cold under a warm star.
The metaphor of grief falls from a brown leaf.
A bold . . . more
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