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2017 January 02 « MY ENDURING BONES
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A Writer's Notebook. Hello From am Moscoso. Daily Archives: January 2, 2017. Hey Ho Let’s Go. January 2, 2017. This is one of the Challenges I’ve decided to take on this year. I love to read and I’ve got a great library and I’ve recently received some wonderful books as presents that will go perfectly with this challenge, so I’ll be writing about them here. This month I’ve also decided to participate in Writers Write January Challenge:. Here are my response posts:. 1 It Came From 2016. 5 An Early Spring.
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Song Of The Embalmer « MY ENDURING BONES
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A Writer's Notebook. Hello From am Moscoso. Song Of The Embalmer. January 7, 2017. Wrap me up tight. Close my eyes, fill my ears, silence my tongue. Wrap me up tight. Write a charm on my skin. Cover me soft with the skin of the Gods. I will live again. Writers Write Prompt: New You. Why Is There A Book In Facebook? 8220;L” ». January 8, 2017 at 5:23 pm. This is nice. More please. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Word Of The Day.
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School Doors Knocking | I'm a teacher, again
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A chance to say hello … I will respond. A Teacher’s Memoir. Finding My Way – An addict’s state of mind through the acceptable trappings of social anxiety. I'm a teacher, again. To me writing is currently a release. I haven't quite decided to what degree it is I'm searching within my words, yet, I feel something matters somewhere, right? August 16, 2015. I can hear the sound at night,. The clasp when the handle shakes. As the door slams shut. This is not an offensive sound,. Tonight, while I lay in bed,.
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Song Of The Embalmer « MY ENDURING BONES
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A Writer's Notebook. Hello From am Moscoso. Song Of The Embalmer. January 7, 2017. Wrap me up tight. Close my eyes, fill my ears, silence my tongue. Wrap me up tight. Write a charm on my skin. Cover me soft with the skin of the Gods. I will live again. Writers Write Prompt: New You. Why Is There A Book In Facebook? 8220;L” ». January 8, 2017 at 5:23 pm. This is nice. More please. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Word Of The Day.
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Soul Cutter – Wild Water
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Musings from the dirty waters of life. What’s This About. Wading Into Wild Water Posts. Healing in a Wild Way. Have you ever felt like you’re a “soul cutter”? Cutting down to the very core of your soul? Not cutting the physical self; cutting the soul. We ALL do it and we can ALL stop doing it. When I practice soul-love rather than soul-cutting, I recover more of MY SOUL ENERGY by NOT focusing on THEIR SOUL ENERGY (sometimes known as our “stories”) left within me. Right? Debbie Engelmann, BS, NHD. Silenci...
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field notes | Coffeehouse Junkie
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Category Archives: field notes. To make a cube bookshelf. July 11, 2016. Because she asked for a bookshelf, I built one. A simple cube bookshelf was the plan. Nothing fancy. Something simple and useful. Something to fit under the window. To begin with, I visited the local lumber shop for 1″x12″s and 1″x2″ pine boards. Also, I picked up some screws and finishing nails. Already had wood glue, left over wood stain and finish in the garage. Request for a companion cube bookshelf arrived. More wood was pu...
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handmade | Coffeehouse Junkie
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Leaving the oak grove office. September 1, 2015. The summer is at an end. Or at least the American tradition of the start of school and Labor Day signify the end of summer. And so, my work at the oak grove office has also concluded. From the shade of oak trees, I hand-lettered and hand-painted signs for a Renaissance Faire. An anachronistic skill for these highly digital, automated modern times. He asked for my brush. Loaded it with some black. Mixed in some white. A little blue. Touched ...He took a sea...
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I counted – Write Handed Poetry
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Top Posts and Pages. Follow Write Handed Poetry on WordPress.com. View writehandedpoetry’s profile on Facebook. View writehandedpoem’s profile on Twitter. View writehandedpoetry’s profile on Instagram. Out, damned spot. On Out, damned spot. On Out, damned spot. I counted your lashes. Like they were wishes. And blew them,. October 23, 2016. By Write Handed Poetry. This entry was tagged life. I’m sorry [a Haiku]. →. 9 thoughts on “ I counted. October 23, 2016 at 10:51 pm. What a pretty poem. Wow 😌.
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z3n alch3my *32 – alch3my and imag3s
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By z3ng33kgr7 / zGGy. ZGGy 12.29.16. Photography #poetry #z3ng33kgr7 #zGGy. 4 thoughts on “ z3n alch3my *32. Liked by 1 person. Liked by 1 person. Liked by 1 person. Liked by 1 person. Powered by WordPress.com.
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March | 2015 | Adventures in Writing
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Providing insight while navigating the literary world and sharing my work. Monthly Archives: March 2015. March 19, 2015. Here it is – that moment I’ve been working towards this whole time – I’ve been accepted to the Masters of Art Creative Writing Program at Mills College. I’m in! Continue reading →. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,129 other followers. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.