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I Am a Writer of Poetry, Short Stories and Novels

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    Demigiozia Demigiozia 70+ 2 Responses Nov 16, 2009

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    A Cold Breath Of Air...in Our Kiss Shared... invigorating us Darling

    ... the snows of winter come to mind with cold flecks of chilled water chiseled and sculpted in some fantastic gift to us and I want to lay against your nakedness against mine another time and times time lovers
    Demigiozia Demigiozia 70+ Nov 22, 2009

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    I Am A One Man Woman......Continued.

                 Book One: Lilly meets Desmond Lilly was on cloud nine.  Her first novel, "Cupid strikes Twice" had just been published and already critics and journalists were writing rave reviews.  It was even being considered for Booker.  Book sellers across the...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jan 31, 2013

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    Writing Is Bliss Xox

    I´ve written my first essay when I was 8, and my first poem at the age of 10. They have become songs´ lyrics as soon as I started playing the piano. I´m currently working on a novel I plan to publish, and I hope EP would help a little; I just need to stay...
    Tonija Tonija 18-21, F 1 Response Aug 21, 2009

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    My Career As a Writer So Far

    So far I've written several short stories, completed one novel (which sucked), and managed to squeeze a handful of good poems out of hundreds of attempts. Nothing is publish. Yet. One novel that has been slow coming is something I'd like to publish someday. It's based on Sting's...
    Dhesyca Dhesyca 18-21, F 3 Responses Sep 10, 2009

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    I am happy to share poems by message,

    but would ask you don't share mine or repost anywhere.
    danejude danejude 41-45, M 5 days ago

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    Smile

    The beautiful one Tears that stream from her brown eyes Perfection and poetry sealed into one being A truest beauty is she though this she denies If only to be close to her for a moment To share with her reflection she makes upon my heart To let her know that in this moment I...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 26, 2013

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    Shape

    If I told you how I feel Would it break your heart That this world is full of pain and suffering With every pull of it's tide slowly tearing me apart I used to think anguish was just a phase That some day I would grow out of the pain Now all I see on the horizon is dark and cold...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 26, 2013

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    What is this website actually for?

    I thought it was for writers but I'm confused...
    Indigo27 Indigo27 13-15, F 1 Response Feb 11

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    I'm a Little Disappointed

    So since I posted my last story about my blog, I've had 93 combined views of the poems I added.  And one comment.  So either people think they suck or people in general just suck.
    smallfry78 smallfry78 26-30, F Nov 14, 2008

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    Second Part To Frankfurt Am Main - Maryann's Dance

    Later the two changed, Dave took Maryann to the commissary where she was able to get the items she needed plus a few extra groceries for the apartment. Maryann had her list of items figured out. Dave looked the part of a married man as he pushed the shopping cart with Maryann...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M 1 Response May 11, 2013

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    I have a God. But he's not like yours.

    He doesn't hate gays, But he does hate wars. He doesn't have a name, And he doesn't have a book. He doesn't want your money, My God's not a crook. He doesn't need your prayer. He doesn't think you owe him. He won't send you to hell Just because you don't know him. He doesn't...
    IntenseCookie IntenseCookie 16-17, F 3 Responses Mar 23

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    First Part To Maryann's Dance

    An autobiographical/biographical fictional story of one year in Germany. Romance/Drama – Military 1973-74 Love conquers all, so the saying goes. Seven thousand, four hundred plus air miles separated Dave and Maryann; Hawaii, USA to Frankfurt am Main, Germany. Both were in the...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    6. Maryann's Dance -- Maryann's Dance Cont,

    1. Maryann awoke Saturday afternoon in the 92nd General Hospital Intensive Care Unit. Her First Sergeant and Platoon Sergeant had already been to the hospital to visit her. A tangle of tubes and cables were suspended from various monitors measuring Maryann’s temperature, pulse...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    The First Manifestations Of Wild Creativity...

    When I was a kid in school, some of my teachers would get annoyed because they would catch me from time to time talking a little too much with my fellow students... And sometimes I wouldn't do my home work, as a consequence I would be punished for being a naughty girl (such a...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jan 8, 2011

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    I dream- I dream of a sweet life,

    I life with love and kindness. I dream of a time wen I didn't want to die. My dreams r filled with u in a time I was bold, brave, and got there first. I dream of the impossible
    firewitch15 firewitch15 13-15, F 1 Response Feb 3

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    Words Set Me Free

     I am a slightly pudgy middle aged woman ,who has lived a very hard life. Not to say this isn't true of 99% of all of us in this world today, but I am a survivor of many harsh and horrible experiences in my life time.  Through all of it I have always been a dreamer ,who...
    RestlessHousewife RestlessHousewife 56-60 2 Responses Jun 22, 2009

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    27. Immediate Re Supply And Pirmasens

    Shortly after the Saturday rifle range. Dave called the ADP department to have Maryann meet him at the PX rather than the bus stop first. Standing at his desk he dialed the number and leaned against the desk and cabinets. A girl’s voice came on answering the phone...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    I recently launched my website

    for my writing career. On it, you can find my stories, poetry, and essays. I also have a blog on it about writing and being a writer. Please come visit it and let me know what you think of it. www.acraignewman.com
    ACraigNewman ACraigNewman 36-40, M Mar 20

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    Dust

    A child with ash for eyes stares at you from a stool. It sits there in the shadows. You see only an outline and those horrible, malformed eyes. You feel an empty anxiety building up, a pain in the back of your mind, an impure thought infecting your being. It’s the child’s...
    Jamtree Jamtree 26-30 Jan 23, 2013

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    I've always enjoyed writing since

    as long as I can remember. Everyone has their way of expressing their inner self and my way is through writing. There are thousands and thousands of words in the English language and all of these words have so many meanings, and these meanings can be written down to express...
    alyboo2015 alyboo2015 16-17, F 2 Responses Jan 2

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    New Blogs

    I have recently added 3 new blogs of some poems I've written.  I would love for people to check them out and give me their feedback.  Thank you in advance to those who do.  Have a great day!
    smallfry78 smallfry78 26-30, F Nov 11, 2008

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    The Goal Of All Art

    A painter uses paints to express what cannot be expressed in words. A sculptor uses marble to express what cannot be expressed in words. A musician uses sound to express what cannot be expressed in words. Does a writer use words to express what cannot be expressed in words?
    jdedos jdedos 61-65, M 2 Responses Apr 8, 2013

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    Shamrocks Forever

    I have written an anthology of 79 non-fiction short stories. 
    shamrocks shamrocks 70+ Dec 16, 2008

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    Ti Faccio Eccitare Bambina?

    Che cosa desideri?  Sei il mio eroe... Sei il mio incantesimo... Sono pazzo di te... Sono dipendente dei tuoi baci... Voglio fare l'amore con te.   X
    Demigiozia Demigiozia 70+ 3 Responses Nov 2, 2009

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    Ok, So I Broke the Ice For Real..

    I took a piece of paper yesterday morning. And a pen, I said ¨no PC for this one¨ and started a new short story. I had no idea what i would have wanted it to be about, but ideas unfolded as I moved the pen towards that blank paper. I´ve felt like experiencing...
    Tonija Tonija 18-21, F 1 Response Aug 26, 2009

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    Chapter 3. Interlude In Memories - Maryann'S Dance

    1. Maryann could see Dave was thinking – or remembering something that he had suppressed a long time ago. At first the words came haltingly. Maryann watched his expression change; gone was his happiness and joy, even after all that happened that evening. She almost...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    A Girl For All Seasons

    A blind girl finds love where she least expects to find it, across the hall from her with a guy she would never have met otherwise. The Institute for the Deaf and Blind placed her in the old apartment building on the third floor of the apartment building, and no elevator to help...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M 1 Response Jun 29, 2013

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    Lead

    If I had an unbroken heart What manner of things to me do you think it would say Would it be as the chords upon a violin mournfully woven Of what mysteries and secrets would heavenly harp thus play To make it out of this life full of treachery Undamaged though I never shall know...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 28, 2013

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    The Dimension Of Antoth Pt. 1

    "He's been gone for a long time," I said, looking over my shoulder to the door behind me. "Yea, well, who cares?" said Lucille. I never cared much for her, she had always seemed much more interested in herself, than anything else. Her dirty blonde hair hung just above her...
    Rivfader Rivfader 26-30, M 3 Responses Dec 16, 2012

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    Hear Me Out...

    Hey... Okay so I'm a writer. I'm working on several projects at one time, this is the story of my life (I'm also reading about 5 books at the moment also) Any who I just needed to vent! My mind is like this water fall spilling over with the most beautiful water but I can't keep...
    Amaya8 Amaya8 22-25, F 1 Response Oct 15, 2010

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    I Was

    Of all three, I did them all. I use to write poetry, short stories, and novels. Though, I never tried to get any of my work published. And many of them I keep on my hard-drive, unread by others. And a few I had made into public websites to entertain others. :-) I don't wish to...
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Nov 12, 2008

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    Rifle Range - Maryann's Dance Cont.

    The end of September was upon them the beginning of October a week away; Maryann sat with a notebook as the Major went through the morning announcements. “And now for the bad news, folks. Rifle qualification.” “Um, sir,” a soldier spoke up, interrupting the Major. “I...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    Someone Please Read This And Tell Me What You Think!!

    well, I have a short story due tomorrow and this is what I've got so far, a couple of intros. Tell me which story sounds more interesting to you so I can continue writing it! OH and I have a serious writers block right now so if none of them sound interesting, tell me and I shall...
    righteouschica righteouschica 18-21, F 8 Responses Jan 16, 2013

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    My Secret Fetish

    The title of this blog entry is purposefully misleading but accurate nonetheless.  The plumbers came this morning to sort out our leaky toilet in the seldom used downstairs bathroom.  It transpired that it wasn’t the toilet at all but a broken pipe leading to the bath...
    BarmyCow BarmyCow 51-55, F May 10, 2012

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    Hope

    Why can't i just let go Destroy myself And all I know Why can't I just be wrong So if I try to fight At lease I'll still feel strong Because I'm not afraid to crash, I'm afraid to fall. Because I'm not afraid to die, I'm afraid to be alone. Because I'm not afraid to try, I'm...
    mani010 mani010 16-17, F 1 Response Nov 13, 2013

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    Hospital of Lovers

    the patient has arrived  to the ambulance section , the Nurses carried him form bed to bed . then the doctor came for him and asked : what happened ? Nurses : it is emotional shock , he is dieing . the doctor in shock : bring him here . then they put that things on his...
    listenup listenup 26-30, M 2 Responses Aug 15, 2009

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    Pass By

    Here I am yet again In my thoughts alone with myself A bitter weeping that ever grows inside me Any thoughts of a happy future long ago put on a shelf What would it be like to find happiness What would it sound like to know and sing praises of delight I think up ahead I might...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 30, 2013

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    Things That Betray (poem)

    You ask me; why chase happiness or wear a grin when life as we know it is covered in our own morbid sin? suicide, how tempting leaving the mourners left pretending half of a heart the beginning to their ending You speak of souls laying out to dry our little hearts fragile...
    Prettyeys Prettyeys 22-25, F 1 Response Sep 25, 2012

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    Silver Rain, Cheap Women, And Stupid Men

    'Can't we all just get along?' I thought as I stood on the edge of the balcony of the cheap downtown apartment I was renting. I was surrounded by buildings older than I, yet they were young in comparison to the secrets I knew of. The pigeons cooed to each other from the rooftops...
    SilverRain24 SilverRain24 18-21, F 4 Responses Jun 29, 2013

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    Today (A Poem About A Friend)

    It's been a long time dear friend Since we've sit together and passed the time Oh the many great adventures that we had in our youth misspent We dwindled away what many would call our prime If you ask me it was worth every moment Worth every second left to waste I wish I could...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 30, 2013

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    Just Posted My First Love Prose On Here....

    We writers all love to hear encouragement ...if you have a moment to read my The First Time I Laid Eyes On You, your thoughts would be welcomed and appreciated.
    Onlylovematters Onlylovematters 46-50, F Jul 2, 2009

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    Kneel

    I want to write a beautiful poem To eloquently tell this world the dark I feel I wish to show it my scarred heart full ablaze For the world to at the feet of the poets muse to ever kneel I want to change the way the world thinks To have them truly value art and song For they...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 28, 2013

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    Buying A Rototiller

    Yesterday I finally, after all these years of doing the garden the hard way, pick and shovel -- like my Grandfather, I bought a rototiller. Actually the wife was getting tired of my complaining about digging up the garden each Spring the hard way. So, yesterday morning...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M 1 Response Jun 30, 2013

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    Part 4. Duty Assignments -- Maryann'S Dance Cont.

    1. Monday morning came too early as the alarm on Dave’s clock radio chimed at five a.m. Dave rolled over to nudge Maryann awake. “Babe?” “I hear it.” Maryann sat up brushing her long hair out of her eyes. “Oh, I slept too heavy. I don’t remember falling...
    EdHuntley EdHuntley 61-65, M May 11, 2013

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    The Era Of A Princess (poem)

    Once upon a time… a myth prodded my mind the branding iron labeled me stamped a number an expiration date a factory of Princess’ we were meant to be the same sweet and innocent blonde, brown, red hair but our eyes have lost the spark and our makers lost their care Barbies off...
    Prettyeys Prettyeys 22-25, F 1 Response Jan 23, 2013

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    Petty Scrawled Words

    I like to write, and have several journals in my room. Whenever I get a noteworthy thought – an abnormal thought, or a poetic thought, I make a habit out of scrawling it down. Someday, someone might want to read them. The inner workings of my mind are both schizophrenic and...
    maezombiie maezombiie 18-21, F 2 Responses Nov 30, 2013

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    Meaning

    Alone in the corner of my world My existence here I seem to spend Praying for some sign of life from the outside That the monotonous burning of this dwindling candle will happily end I wish not for death But neither am I sure I've ever felt alive I do not know what to do to end...
    vsethbreding vsethbreding 26-30, M May 26, 2013

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    Brown

    I am not black I am brown like earth I am not black cause if I was black I'd be the color of an evening skyline after the sun sank from the heavens into leaves of solitude I am not black I am brown like earth and this may not seem hip but I will hop higher and longer as the...
    jasonk421 jasonk421 31-35, M Jan 31, 2013

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    A Step Back

    (It sounds better spoken out loud) --- There are some days that you remember when you look over your shoulder and see through the mist, the haze, the fog inside your mind and as you look back you wonder, "Where am I, and how did I get here?" So you take a few steps back. You...
    FreeTheSky FreeTheSky 16-17, F Mar 12, 2013

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    Every War Begins With A Word [Poem]

    I saw red flames scorch the trees, I saw swords crumble and hope fade. For a simple word called Peace, so much blood was to be paid. I saw the arrows fly overhead. I saw soldiers shout and pray. I saw the horses scream when lead into the battle of this scarlet day. I saw the...
    FreeTheSky FreeTheSky 16-17, F Mar 11, 2013

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    Password

    Pass Word Sreekumar.K There was nothing that you didn’t know about Ian and most of it you learned well before seeing him. He himself talked a lot about his personal life, his view of life and his way of life. He was a programmer, an atheist and a rich leftist. But...
    SKwrites SKwrites 41-45, M 1 Response Mar 25, 2012

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    Can I give you my mind?

    - Can I give u my mind for safekeeping? I am afraid to keep it for it scares me sometimes. Taunts me with echoes of what could have been. Love that I had lost just because I never asked. Pain felt just because I forgot. It always seems to know when I'm at the breaking point, only...
    firewitch15 firewitch15 13-15, F Feb 3

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