tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77850685996099025452023-11-15T06:48:56.183-08:00The Diary of a Starfish by Meg CollinsMeg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-25534819327716854302012-04-29T18:39:00.000-07:002012-04-29T18:39:30.665-07:00<br />
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<b>Remember the days when your parents brought you up and, "Leave it to Beaver," was on the television which was black and white in the kitchen? Tough lessons and tough love is what I will be discussing with you today.<br /><span style="line-height: 1.4;">Many of us grew up with one parent and not two parents; it makes settling down with the right man or woman quite a challenge, especially in 2012. Higher standards and raising the bar time for many of us who are still single today. Why? I am going to help you solve that problem today and explain to you what I have learned after several years of dating and being single, and hence, why I remain single today. I grew up with a Mother who was both parents, and saw my Father once a year, if I was lucky. Hence, I lacked that Father figure role model that I needed in my life; I made poor choices in dating and marriage. I picked the emotionally unavailable men because that is all I knew and saw around my life. I remember waiting for a Christmas card from my Father the day before Christmas because he always sent the card by Fed Ex mail; he was always running behind, yet I loved the messages and letters he would write in those cards so much. It was not about the check that came with it at all. Well, for a little while when I was younger, it was I suppose, however, I got to a point in my life where I phoned my Dad and said, "Dad, rather than receive your checks, I would rather see you." It happened for a while and then went back and forth to once a year visits.</span><span style="line-height: 1.4;"> </span></b></div>
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<b>When my Father was 76 years old, he came to me to apologize to me. He said, "I am so sorry. I have missed so many years with you. I regret it; all that time that I missed in your life." I told him,"Dad, I forgive you and we have today." For the next four years of his life, we were pen pals. I would ask him questions and he would respond to me in his letters, and if he was behind in writing me back, he called me to say, "I know, I know, Meg. I owe you a letter and it will be out to you this week." He finally understood what I meant that one day when I was a young girl; all I wanted was his time, not his money. My Father coded at 80 years old when I was at the foot of his bed. He waited for everyone to be okay and then, he passed onto heaven. I can also remember that I would send him religious books. I was not trying to be preachy, however he was getting older and I was not sure if he was saved or not at that point in his life. His response to my books was, "Well, Meg, if you think that by my reading these books that it will keep me out of hell, I will read them, okay?"<br /></b></div>
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<b>We had an interesting relationship as Daughter and Father, however, because he was rarely around and I spent so much of my life screaming inside, "See me, talk to me, visit me, hug me, hear me, listen to me, love me," I found myself in a spiral of not so healthy relationships. I am telling you this story so that if you are in the spiral of negative relationships that I was trapped in for several years, you will too, see the flags and work on trying to find a way back to what is healthy, what is Christian, and what to look for in a man of quality and love. I went back to my family of origin. I traced back all the relationships in my family, number of marriages, number of divorces, number of alcoholics, number of co-dependant's, and then I was beginning to have a few answers to work with in my archaeological dig of my own past time.<br /></b></div>
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<b>Then I was challenged. I had to list all my relationships up to 40 years old. I had to chart how they were, if they were healthy or unhealthy and why; this took me three months to complete and was quite a project for me to be given, right? I was able to figure out that a bulk of my relationships were unhealthy, so then I needed to make a list of the qualities I wanted in a partner. I listed ten and kept them in my wallet. I got to a point later in my life where I felt like I needed to have a questionnaire prior to a first date; I trashed that one to be honest with you. If you ask me today what I am looking for in a man it is: someone who goes to church, shows up at events, someone I can see once a week, a man who is close to his Mother, because how he treats his Mother is a direct reflection of how he will treat me, honesty, and a man that has a plan for what he wants out of his life.<br /></b></div>
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<b>Let us go back a bit to the last remark-a plan for what he wants for his life, not mine. You define what you want out of your own life and mesh your life with someone else's and lift one another up in the process of any adversity.This is important because no one in the world can make you happy; that is your job. If you are not happy with your own self, you probably do not belong in a relationship at all at this time. First, find out who you are, and then and only then, if you had an absent parent in your life, try what I did and see if it works. I cannot offer a money back guarantee for this one, folks, however I can tell you that I am choosing much healthier men in my life now.<br /></b></div>
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<b>I was blessed with the best Mother in the world, and my Father, he loved me as best as he knew how to in his life. My message is pretty clear this month to accept and forgive people for their faults, and move forward in finding out what you want for you in your life, and in your relationships with other people in your life. We all have a shelf life and our expiration date is unknown. Today my friends, make every day count, and celebrate the people in your life with their faults and all, as none of us are perfect; only God is perfect. Lower your expectations so that the Berlin wall that you may have up may be chipped away slowly; your heart deserves to be loved by another. Take a leap of faith with me and explore the very being of your soul this month. </b></div>
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<b>Be well and of good spirits, my friends!</b></div>
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<b>Sincerely,</b></div>
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<b>Columnist, Radio Show Host, Editor, Ghostwriter, Poet, and Author<br />Contact Meg directly at <a href="mailto:beachermeg@gmail.com" style="color: #888888; text-decoration: none;">beachermeg@gmail.com</a>.</b></div>
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</div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-69754889014939809452011-12-03T07:52:00.001-08:002011-12-03T07:54:44.241-08:00Unemployment rise in 2011<a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/12/01/us-usa-economy-idUSTRE7AL14I20111201">http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/12/01/us-usa-economy-idUSTRE7AL14I20111201</a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">We are in the middle of a season known for "Joy, Peace, Love," while people continue to struggle with everyday life. It all began when m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">en and women were taken away to fight a war we should never have started. We, as I mentioned in other posts, have the intelligence to find anyone within a very short period of time. The war was one of greed, and the Americans who fought, families who waited, and those who suffer from the changes in our society because of a war that killed, destroyed, and changed nothing but our lives, not for the good. Those who fought for us I do give credit, for it takes a strong man or woman to leave and face a world unknown. Nancy</span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Hi Nancy Denofio :) How are you today? Great posting as always! Nancy, I must say that it is amazing that the unemployment rate has not gotten much better. There are some that are getting seasonal jobs, however after the holidays, they are </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: #edeff4; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;">out of work again. I tell everyone that I know that complains about a job that it IS a job and many do not have a job at all and to feel grateful for employment. From what I have been told, many are not receiving unemployment benefits and there is also a wait on getting healthcare through the state as well. It is a struggle in society today for the things our parents advised us that would BE of total security to us in our lives--going to college-getting a good company job--being able to retire at a decent age--buying a home-and government and county jobs would hold as the security for us, for many, do not exist any longer. Nyla Alisia was part of a movement that does help and has seen many changes in Oregon and speaks highly of the movement that she participated in recently. In Maryland, I do not seen a great change right now and 7-11's are being robbed in DC like mad now. Where is the security in walking down the road like we did as kids and knowing you will be safe because society has made better changes to help people, or is it that are next generation will suffer due to lack of recreational centers and libraries that are being shut down? I question many things at this time in 2011 and am hopeful that 2012 qill be more prosperous for all people,a s too many are poverty stricken at this time.</span></b>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-27364508127269994612011-10-29T12:03:00.001-07:002011-10-29T12:27:09.650-07:00A Life Shared with a Twist of DysfunctionGrowing up in a single parent home must have been a struggle for my Mother. I always thought that she must have cried herself to sleep at night many times in her life. I can now say that her life was less of a struggle, in that she was around a supportive family of Brothers and Sisters. I feel that in ones mind we create and recreate situations, trying desperately to redefine and rediscover our own personal identities. Pulled down by others, in what feels, appears to be a dysfunctional family.What are the boundaries? Have we set and kept them and are those boundaries kept with the toxins in our lives; the toxic people that can knock us down at a moments notice with simple a few negative words? Do you today, even know who those toxic people are in your lives? Growing up is hard enough, however to have to start all over at the ages of 20 and 30 makes it much more difficult in that we are, "Re-learning," and "Revisiting," who we truly are in life as individuals. Toxicity comes in many shapes, forms,and sizes in life and can tear a spirit and soul in half, if you are not truly careful in your lives. No one is at fault or in the wrong in a dysfunctional family. Maybe I, just as yourselves possibly, was chosen so that I may share my thoughts and visions with you in my new book; this book I started a few days ago which will possibly be titled, "A Life Shared with a Twist of Dysfunction." I was recently compared to someone that had fallen in a dark hole yet my friend Nyla could see my eyes. She knew I was in a rut and would find my way out, (hence throwing me a rope as well so that I could climb out of the hole), which I always do in life, no matter what the struggle. I am a survivor, not a victim in my life. I am solution-oriented, not problem-oriented. There is a definite difference in the two of those--problem oriented OR solution oriented. I was working my way through something; most of my life has been spent working through or towards something in life. I seemed to be that girl that was working on being someone my parents would be truly proud of and I can remember my father's visits like they were yesterday. I wanted to scream, "Hear me! See me! Tell me how great you think I am, Dad! Talk about me like you talk about total strangers at a bar." I felt like I did not measure up in his eyes all my life; to his expectations. I was truly blessed to have those last four years with him, when we spent ample time together, getting to know each other and bonding with him. He kinda knew me, however never as well a s my Mother. Mother heard my illness in tones, even when I was on the telephone; she knew I was not taking my allergy medication merely by my voice. She, somehow knew everything about me. Now, I, as a Mother, a Single Mother know my own Mother's struggles. The one thing that she never wanted for me is for me to struggle as she did in her life. Well, here I am, Mom! At least I am not sleeping in a BART bathroom like Will Smith and his son in the famed movie, "The Pursuit of Happiness." It is truly amazing the grace that has refueled my life today, in simply regaining a sliver of my own Independence again in my life.I am not certain when my life truly began, when I was set free of the toxic bondage's in my life; it may be right now, with you, here today.Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-65933250430977687392011-08-12T11:14:00.000-07:002011-08-12T11:14:25.520-07:00Today's writing tip from Meg Collins<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>Make it a point to write something every single day, for your words have an effect on many people's lives, including my life! Namaste*</i></span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>Sincerely,</i></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>Meg Collins</i></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>beachermeg@gmail.com</i></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>Interviews can be found on itunes and on Utube </i></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>My books can be purchased on Amazon.com--</i></b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><i>"Twinkle, Twinkle Starry Sky, " and, "My Magnum Opus." </i></b></span><br />
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Writers and artists always have something to say every single day and we are in fact known to be healthier than non-writers--did you know that is a fact? Expression of any form is a release, whatever art you are creating, you are releasing healthy energies out of your body, like you do when you are working out as well. The brain craves the stimulation and the release of everything you are holding onto, so you must have healthy outlets.<br />
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<b><u>My tips for today for all artists and writers are the following: TAKE MY TEN DAY CHALLENGE!</u></b><br />
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1-If you are not creating your art, step outside of the location you are currently in and go outside under a tree, in take a camera into the forest, make a picnic, go on a nature hike or walk, observe a sunrise or a sunset.<br />
My point--change your scenery location! If you write in the kitchen and it is not working, try something new today.<br />
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2-Network with other artists in your genre today.<br />
Make it a point to meet someone new in your field every single day for inspiration and connect with them regularly.<br />
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3-Get involved in groups<br />
If you are not in at least FIVE different networking groups, start today folks. Networking is key for any business. Choose your network and circle of friends wisely, because in the end, you are who you hang out with, correct?<br />
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4-Step outside your comfort zone today and have some fun with you art and/or writing.<br />
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5-Blog, twitter, google, facebook, branchout, groups, radio shows, chatrooms--these are mandatory for all artists. Get yourself a bit more involved today--I dare you to and come back and email me at beachermeg@gmail.com or post on my blog and let me know the results and your findings.<br />
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Have a productive day today!<br />
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Author/Radio Host/Editor/Ghostwriter<br />
beachermeg@gmail.com<br />
megcollins9@twitter.com<br />
GoogleableMeg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-78457250532708195892011-05-22T14:27:00.000-07:002011-05-22T14:30:51.427-07:00Blocks removed and restructuredTime is a journey, and each moment is different, as is each experience as well. I have been in different situations within the past month that have been challenging as a writer. I seized writing for a few days and felt like a broken see saw. I felt like I was told the word-HALT--nothing was moving and I was discouraged. I got past it and I got through it as well. I learned this: I must write everyday. It is imperative to my spirit and soul, no matter what I write, I am able to release what is inward and share it with the world. That is a defining moment for a writer; to be true to your talent and your capacity to share with others, that talent that you have within your soul.<br />
<div>Over twenty children's books written and on my third novel and a poet;I love writing, right? :) Rome was not build in a day and neither is getting published. All those books are sitting right now and I know that this is my year to share those books with the world and to donate to cancer research in a local hospital. I learned that I must be patient. Lastly, you must have faith in your capacity as an individual and faith in your talents as a human being, that is crucial. Faith is the root of everything in live, as is forgiveness and love. Believe in you, believe in the people that have lifted you up, no matter what, and brand yourself always. We need to be mindful of branding and re branding, posting new pictures, information, and paying it forward in the industry. What are you lacking today in your writing capacity and what are you challenged with this month? Let's talk and put it out on the table and help one another as writers :) Have a blessed evening! Namaste*</div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-2695529652827564052011-04-20T14:42:00.003-07:002011-04-20T14:42:59.263-07:00My UTube interview<a href="http://networkedblogs.com/ejNxq">http://networkedblogs.com/ejNxq</a>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-73556450154955846852011-04-20T14:42:00.001-07:002011-04-20T14:42:21.930-07:00My interviews<a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/lyricaldivas/2011/04/06/lyrical-divas-presentsan-evening-with-meg-collins">http://www.blogtalkradio.com/lyricaldivas/2011/04/06/lyrical-divas-presentsan-evening-with-meg-collins</a>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-61330754703748963472011-04-01T11:01:00.000-07:002011-04-01T11:03:52.114-07:00"To err is human."<b>Everyone makes mistakes and no one person is perfect in this imperfect world, but one person. Take the mistakes you have made and learn and grow from them, as your trials CAN be your tribulations and your tribulations can also be your trials. You never know what life will bring you on any given day. The hard work, effort, persistence, branding, networking, social media marketing--all of it will pay off in time. Try to remember, "Rome was not built in a day." Neither were multi-millionaires.</b><br />
<b>**Be sure not to burn your bridges within the industry, remember those who have gone to bat for you, and if your ego comes off its dusty shelf and goes into full force with others, sit sown with your ego and take it to tea for a while.** </b><br />
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<b>The life of a writer is a life long journey. Do not waste time not being you and who you have been called to be within your life; a writer. Namaste*</b>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-36147639084587112712011-02-20T16:51:00.000-08:002011-02-20T16:51:56.222-08:00"Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere." - Albert Einstein<div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><br />
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</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><b>"Logic will get you from A to B. Imagination will take you everywhere." - <a href="http://www.buzzle.com/articles/albert-einstein/" style="color: #003399; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial;"><b>Albert Einstein</b></a></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><br />
</u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u>Logic-What is logic in writing and publishing? Logic is using your gut and your intuition.</u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><br />
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Hi! How are you? I am back and I have been busy with so many projects and deadlines. My sincere apologies. I am working on 4 script specs, 2 novels, on my 30th children's book and I am a poet as well. I am a starfish in the writing seas of life and am always educating myself on the best ways to manage my time, as in being a writer, the laundry piles up, the sink gets filled, and then all of a sudden, there is a writing idea and you grab whatever you can, a plate, a napkin, or if you are really smart, a notebook is already in every corner of your home. I have fifty notebooks in my home and pens in every single drawer as well. I am always writing. I write every single day, no matter what and there is <b>NO</b> such thing as writers block; writers <b>ALWAYS</b> have something to say, and guess what? Writers are known to be healthier than non-writers so get busy and write today :)<br />
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<b><u>TIME MANAGEMENT TIPS FOR GREATER WRITING SUCCESS IN YOUR DAILY LIFE</u></b><br />
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Here is a list of time management ideas to<u> <b>re-structure</b> <b>your time</b></u>, because YOUR time is valuable!!! With that being said, be logical about your time spent in every single day, prioritize YOUR schedule, turn off your phone, and focus on the tasks at hand in your day. <b><u>Be logical and make a list :)</u></b><br />
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<b><u>Here are some time management tips for you:</u></b><br />
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<b>I received this list from a dear friend. Nancy went to a time management workshop and sent me this huge list on time management tips and I have put it to practice in my life daily.</b><br />
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<b><u>To Do Lists:</u></b><br />
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<b> *Make a written To Do list daily. Have only one list. Update the list at the same time</b><br />
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<div style="display: inline !important;"><b><b> *Put a 1,2 or 3 (or A,B,C) next to the three most important items on your daily To Do</b></b></div><br />
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<b> *Don’t fill up an entire day with activities. Leave uncommitted time for interruptions or</b><br />
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<b> *Keep your To Do list in sight while you are working.</b><br />
<b>* Do your top priority work in your “Prime Times” Prime internal time is when you work</b><br />
<b> your best. Prime external time is when you aren’t interrupted.</b><br />
<b>* Use “tired” time for tasks that require little thinking.</b><br />
<b>* Use “cracks” of time to start overwhelming jobs.</b><br />
<b>* Learn to say NO.</b><br />
<b>* Ask yourself, “What is the best use of my time right now.”</b><br />
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</b>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-30676298491798826232011-01-07T08:13:00.000-08:002011-01-07T08:13:33.610-08:00In Being someone else..Poetry Prompt #4<div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Where did I put my glasses?</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">I know there were with me earlier<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Looking looking looking<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Aha they are on my head! Silly me! Chugging my coffee<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">I will find them stirring to do and my mind, my minds…</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">minds stirring</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">butters burnt again! How did I do that I say outloud<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">WE DON’T KNOW!</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">that was myyyy last stick of butter</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">for the pancakes all the pancakes</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">that serve ten children, ten little children</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">in an orphanage, my orphanage</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I do not have time for mistakes, NONE<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thinking to myself…when, when did people start giving up on children and when, did they think that hurting a child or leaving a child on a doorstep, all alone, covered in twigs, ticks and dirt was of value to ones soul? How do these humans sleep at night? I will never EVER understand….liscense to drive yet not liscense to give birth nor be a parent. No DWI stops for a parent asking goodevening maam…are you happy with your child today and what seems to be the problem in the abck seat today?…your child looks like he has not had a bath in 4 days and I see marks all over his face…and no car seat either..he sits in a lap of his grandmother lets stop the cars and not the parents…lets check the traffic lights you run not the children that are beaten every single day at home and go to school with burns, bruises, urine smelling…lets just do what we do, be robots of humanity, not of people, not of love, not of society-maybe you but NOT ME, not ever…not me..<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> When, WHEN did the people stop caring about the child, these children, all children…??</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span">she misses her Mother's bedtime fables<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I will read her something readlly specila tonight<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The story of Mother Teresa<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Maybe just maybe she has not heard of her<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Shes so smart<o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">They all are so smart…sigh..sigh..</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">ahhh</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I found another stick of butter Yes!!!!</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">this will do just fine</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the ball still flying in the air</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I laugh out loud</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Johnny, I have told you several times little young man of mine</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I will say it again today<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">My gosh my gosh put on your patience hats kids!</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">this is no ZOO, this is a teeny tiny orphanage!!</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">hahahahahahahaha<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></b></i></div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">quaccck mooo goobble gobble said the kings</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">another oinking like a pig and a cat and a dog noise from Jimmy and Eliz</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">all on the floor now making animal noises</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">laughing I made a sound too</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">a tear fell with my sound cooo cooo cooo coooo</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">a peace dove today</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">one that could give the children a better home</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">with more hugs than they get every day here at my place</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">its called house of Meg</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I have wanted it all my life</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">my dream to help the children</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the children</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the gifts of my life</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">Okay okay, breakfast is served...</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">still all on the floor I had pancakes juice, sausage, bacon and fruit cut up and ready to serve</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I covered it and knelt down with the kids on the floor</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">starting to get on all fours like them</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">prancing around the tables and the chairs</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">making animal noises with these amazing kids</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the kids that have become like my best friends</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">a dove sound I cried out again</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">somehow it gave me peace</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">no one has come for visiting these children in many many weeks</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I am their Mom, I am their dad</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I am all they have got</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">so after breakfast we played bottoms down with the balloon and tape on the floor like it was volleyball</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">here comes Devin my helper and best friend</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">we opened Megs orphanage together</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">we have always been close friends</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">gather round folks miss Devin is now here</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I have a book to read to you...</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">let us get in a circle and sit</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the book was on the star jewels...</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">a dove sound I beckoned again</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">One child looked at me</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">make no mistake</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">she knew the call</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">the call of my soul</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">for no more abandoned and neglected children</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">today I love them feed them and</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">be there in any way I can</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">I am their shelter under God</span><br />
<span class="apple-style-span">A seed planter I am...</span></span></span></b></i>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-22591934093432281742010-12-26T14:57:00.000-08:002010-12-26T14:57:12.318-08:00The Beast of the SeasHappy Holidays to all of you! I was watching the movie, "Beauty and the Beast today, " with my darling daughter and was reminded of many things. Here were my thoughts on the movie in a few words:<br />
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Simplicity<br />
Character<br />
Kindness<br />
Ego<br />
Books<br />
Libraries<br />
Chances<br />
Roots<br />
Mars and Venus<br />
Settling<br />
Choosing wisely<br />
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Simplicity-be mindful of the people around you and what they bring to the table. Is it joy, laughter, knowledge, wisdom, and grace?<br />
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Character-in business, you should never alter your character, meaning who you truly are inside, to get ahead; that is when you run into the next problem, lacking kindness, because you forgot about simplicity, didn't you?<br />
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Ego-are you an egomaniac? If you are, good luck to you, as you will be a shark that bites, and I will hence steer clear of you, and that is the truth!<br />
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Books and Libraries-now this is interesting for you to hear and remember. Bell in the movie, " Beauty and the Beast," was characterized as, "Different, " and, "Peculiar, " and, "Strange." Why? Because she educated herself, put her head to the books and, look who she attracted-an EGOIST!<br />
Now I ask you this, did she know? Go back and study it before I answer that one, my friends. Did Bell have humility? Watch the movie and find out for yourself :) I challenge you today.<br />
Libraries-she loved books, someone noticed this, and did something beautiful for her. Did you notice who it was in the movie? The Beast. He saw her, and immediately recognized that she was not so strange; she had something to offer even him, a beast. And he knew it too! Now, tell me, how often do you see this in the corporate world? Where a beast, an egoist will really take what you have to say out loud to heart?<br />
Me-not very often. I hung up on a Hollywood Producer. His ego took over his life, and he could not offer me a thing, and yes, I told him that, jet, show, or not, he had not a morsel of decency in speech, humility, simplicity, knowledge-base, nor in being a multi-millionaire, did he offer anything on Thanksgiving to Brooklyn, NY, where he was stuck for hours. I suggested he pass out some Butterball Turkeys. His words to me, "I have done enough." Do I have contact with him? No way! Why? Because he has done enough to help others, and it was all about what he wants, what he didn't get, and who owes him. You got it, and CLICK! Hung up on him. Blocked him, and asked for no contact.<br />
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Libraries-they are SO very crucial. They are free. Many are closing. Help to save them. How? By donating your own books and getting lists. I have started to do that, with my Publisher, Don Odom, as I do not want my local libraries closed. FY 2011 has NO BUDGET for the libraries. So where is the money going is my question to the people. Where? Do your homework on that one and get back to me, okay?<br />
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Chances-well, my friends, they surround you today. Hence, I ask you this, are you afraid to take a leap of faith and put your writing out into the world. Why? Why have regrets? The worst thing someone can ever tell you in life is the word no, and when that happens, I know what to do and will help you out, okay?<br />
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Roots-go back to where you first began in the writing seas of your life. Who aided you? Where are you now? Where would you like to be right now? What are your goals? Are you writing every day? Remember this, your roots, and who aided you along the writing seas, and never forget that, and thank them if you have not done so in a while. Help someone out that is struggling-why? Because someone did it for you, and because it is the right thing to do in life. It is people helping people.<br />
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Mars and Venus-focus on your career before you get involved with someone, as if your insides do not match your outsides, truly, what can you offer? If you are not working on your own goals, who do you think you will attract in your life? Hmmm...think about that for a second will you, please. Why do you think I am single, my friends? I want to attract a good man, a library man, a book man, a man that can appreciate me for what I bring to the table. So, I wait for that man. He will find me one day. No rush. Don't settle, ladies and gentleman. Happiness starts within you! Are you happy enough to give yourself completely to another person? I am, however, he has not found me yet. Again, as they say, "Patience is a virtue."<br />
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Choosing Wisely--what is important to you in your career today? Do you prioritize your schedule? I have a planner that I am working on this week that I will be sticking to, as it is my New Year's Resolution. If you have no plan for your goals, how will you ever achieve them in life? Choose a plan, make a schedule, and stick to it.<br />
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I end with this today..<br />
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Being who YOU were born to be in the writing seas...<br />
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Tell me, who were you born to be in life? Do you even know that today, my dear friends? Let us share the writing seas together, as they do get rocky at times. Be who YOU were born to be in the writing seas; a writer.<br />
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Your Starfish friend,<br />
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Meg CollinsMeg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-1804831417475744982010-12-09T08:55:00.000-08:002010-12-09T08:55:58.038-08:00My personal journey in the writing seasGood Morning Everyone! How are you today? Thank you for your participation in my blog site. I feel that as a new member of the writing seas, having been a writer for the majority of my life, I come up against obstacles, choices, conversations that make me ask questions on if I am making the right decisions in certain situations. I have a wonderful group of artists in which I network with on a daily basis, hence today, I am blogging more because I have the worlds SMALLEST FONT on facebook-can you imagine? How can I get any work done on facebook today when my font is size 1? So here I am with you wonderful people? :)<br />
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My struggle some days is this-which book do I work on now and do I go back to my novel? I have written 26 children's books and 11 have been edited so far and awaiting publication and illustrations. So I continue to write, yet I am not able to draw more than a stick figure, so with that being said, I really cannot help my illustrator at all! If I did, I highly doubt any of my books would be published.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><u>Journey of a Starfish #1---</u></b></div><br />
<b><u>Journey #1</u></b>--<b>AGENTS</b>--If you need one, you should not be paying them a penny. Do you know why? Because you are talented and they have the money and the means, if they are legitimate, to get your published. Research your agent, check blogs, check who they have worked with, get their CV, make calls, and then, decide. I would recommend taking at least 6 months to make a decision on an agent. That is just my personal recommendation. Why? Because an agent steal from me personally, found me on <b>my space</b>, and used the money I gave her to publish herself. True story. I will never release her name, because it simply doesn't matter anymore. Lesson learned? Definitely! Will I ever make that mistake again? No way! <b>Should YOU pay an agent</b> to do anything for you-NO WAY! I would have had 15 books published by then. How did I find out she was not legit? A website people created that she had stolen from appeared after a multitude of research and many non-returned phone calls from her on business. Did I try to get my money back? No. Why? Because it was energy that I put towards something more positive. Self Publishing and getting a Business Partner and a Creative Team together. That was my next journey.I went from <b>guppy fish </b>to <b>fish</b> at that point in the deep seas of writers.<br />
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<b><u>Journey #2--</u></b>-I then went with <b>self-publishing</b>-spent thousands on self-publishing in which they could not even get my book title right when my book went live for purchase on a Nationwide site-talk about your embarrassment, right? It got fixed after several hula hoops that I jumped through, and then, my next book came out and guess what happened? Yes! The same thing-an entire page missing when the book arrived via Fed Ex to my front door. It took me ten calls to get it taken care of and it took weeks for me to get the real copy, meaning the copy that I could actually show people. So that was my journey in self-publishing. Did I learn from it? Yes-absolutely! <b><u>Will I do it again?</u></b> Never. Why you ask? It is simple. Because time is valuable and you should not have to pay anyone for a service, a fee, that is astronomical. And it was astronomical! I had to get published and I knew that. I had a radio show the next month that was Nationwide. So I paid for express payment. Take a guess at how much I paid and how much money I lost in the process? I will leave it at that, folks. <b>Still a guppy fish.</b><br />
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<u><b>Journey #3-Get business cards</b></u>, no matter what, because you never know who you will meet.<br />
I was at Staples. I was getting my very first business cards. It was exciting. I had a table being featured where I had been volunteering for a few weeks locally. It was <b>Career Day</b> Tomorrow. My <b>first official table</b> for poetry and writing prompts with 4th and 5th graders was May 28, 2010. May 27, 2010, changed my life. I was at Staples and all the systems behind the desk shut down for nearly 30 minutes, so it was like an MVA line. There were only three of us there. I was exhausted and had been working on my Career triWenger at Staples and now, I am Co-Writing and have been editing for Dr. Win Wenger, the 1% of the smartest people in the world of Mensa since May 2010. He is a dear friend of mine and quite humble. We will be Co-Writing a book on listening together in 2010.<br />
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Journey #4 and Journey #5 will be upcoming tomorrow....Thoughts? Comments? Feedback? Post away my friends! :) Today, enjoy your journey as a new fish in the deep blue seas...we will travel it together on this site! Beware of sharks-some do bite! :)Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-15544313881007203472010-12-09T08:10:00.001-08:002010-12-09T08:10:53.346-08:00My live post on Angie's Diary this week<a href="http://angiesdiary.com/poetry-and-lyrics/poem-stories/fast-writing-poetry/">http://angiesdiary.com/poetry-and-lyrics/poem-stories/fast-writing-poetry/</a>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-18222470039011277282010-12-09T08:01:00.000-08:002010-12-09T08:01:47.451-08:00Writing Prompt on GOT POETRY<div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal;"></span></div><div class="actorName actorDescription" style="font-weight: bold; padding-bottom: 3px;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=636320077" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Nancy Denofio</a></div><span class="messageBody" style="line-height: 14px;">This prompt is for the poets here on Got Poetry who want to tackle something other than what you may be used to writing. This prompt is instructional, and tells you what to do and how to do it. Please follow the instructions. <s><br />
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Imagine yourself being in a place the day after a disaster and you have no idea what happened the day before. So use ordinary people. For some odd reason you could walk into a place where you feel alone in a crowd? Perhaps, walking on a beach - and how will you learn about what happened? Remember this is poetry - and the tone and pace is important. Read it aloud, once you are finished, listen to the words, all the words should move as if in motion.<br />
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USE real people, no one famous. Pick somewhere, anywhere. You know nothing, and you are faced with a mystery, how will it end? Ordinary REAL life - something like this can happen.<br />
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This one should be interesting to write - and to read. Thanks Nancy</span><br />
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text-align: left;"><b>the beach was swarming with people</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>children playing</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>many bright colored buckets of sand and</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>water and sandcastles were being made</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>and children digging for sea crabs</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>remember those tiny little guys in the bottom of the sand?</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>children playing merrily</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>digging and digging for sand crabs</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>laughter and smiles and</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>the ocean waves crashing amongst the</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>many granules of sand on the oceans shore</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>the life guards were watching </b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>wearing their zinc oxide on their noses</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>I remember there were ten stands</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>20 people total in the stands</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>and a vendor selling food and drinks because</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>it was 90 degrees</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>many umbrellas</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b> mostly blue and yellow and green</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>I walk the beach today and</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>the sands are there</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>the seas are roaring</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>louder than I have ever heard before</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>people are scattered, buckets flying to and fro and</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>lifeguards running</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>the beach is empty now</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>it is me</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>and the ocean</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>and the sea of blue angry waves</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>roaring</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>growing bigger</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b>and bigger</b></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and bigger than I have ever seen before</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">i am alone</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">but am I?</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">I see buckets yet no people</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"> no sand crabs</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">stands</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">but no guards</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">I walk the beach of the roaring seas</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">no smiles</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">no laughter</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">no people</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">buckets</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">blankets</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">picnic baskets left behind</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and a net up for volleyball</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and the castles</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">the sand castles that I viewed before</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">in the contest</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">there were 15</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">they are all gone!</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">who am I by this sea?</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">do I matter?</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and if I do matter..</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">why did all the people run</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and where do I stand now</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">among a world of silence</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and roaring seas</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">with no smiles to see today</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">only that of the angry and roaring seas</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">only the roars</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">where did you go?</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">and why,</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">why did you leave me here, all alone?</div><div><br />
</div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-22279485242706997912010-12-04T21:38:00.000-08:002010-12-04T21:38:45.785-08:00First Christmas without William....by Larry Humphries<div class="uiHeader uiHeaderBottomBorder mbm" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0.5em;"><div class="clearfix uiHeaderTop" style="color: #333333; display: block; zoom: 1;"><div><h2 class="uiHeaderTitle" style="color: #1c2a47; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">First Christmas without William...</h2></div><div><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><em><b>William R. Foster, Jr, died on Saturday, August 28, 2010.</b></em></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><em><b>Home going service will be at House of Day Funeral Service,</b></em></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><em><b>Tuesday, August 31, 2010. Wake hour at 10 a.m. with</b></em></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><em><b>funeral hour at 11 a.m.</b></em></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>I noticed this on the obituary page</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>filled with life stories,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>only because it’s one paragraph.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>A lifetime in 36 words.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>It’s not enough.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Perhaps it was written to catch my attention.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>I see his mother holding him at birth.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Lovingly naming him for his proud father.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Does he have a wife? Children?</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Are his parents now heartbroken?</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Who will attend the wake?</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Will I?</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Probably not.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Will I think of Bill on Tuesday at 10 a.m.?</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Probably not.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>L. Humphries</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>© August 2010</i></b></div></div></div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-26865396724866380732010-12-04T21:36:00.000-08:002010-12-04T21:36:07.678-08:00Graham Nash-- Poem--Creative Utopia<div class="uiHeader uiHeaderBottomBorder mbm" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0.5em;"><div class="clearfix" style="display: block; zoom: 1;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><b><i><br />
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</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>In the moments I find happiness</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Transitory gifts of enchantment</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>From sweet kitten play to prominent prose</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Divine happiness is truly in the moments</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>More and more frequent they appear</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Inviting me to willingly bathe within silent pools of wonderment</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Beckoning glittering reflection of myself</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Bringing enlightenment</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Realising potential</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Delivering future of what once seemed past</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>In the moments there is truth</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Within each one is limitless hope</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Endless possibilities of realisation</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Eager to be woven into a grand tapestry</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Dressing my life in regal flair</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Adorning my crown of scarlet ribbons</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Displaying my crimson cloak of serene fulfillment</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>In the moments you will find me</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Pure in essence</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Rejoiced in reassurance</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Blessed in self contentment</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Naked reality laid bare for all to see</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>No hidden complexities</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Mother Natures barefoot daughter</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>In the moments I am free</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>To run free</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>To laugh and whoop with glee</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>To be me</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>To be the me that I am</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>To be the me I long to be</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>In the moments.................</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;">Audrey and Gray 2010 </div></div></div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-25649709604575073462010-12-04T21:32:00.000-08:002010-12-04T21:32:33.558-08:00Wings by Peter Doyle<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="color: #333333; display: block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 20px; padding-right: 100px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"><div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Wings</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i></i></b><b><i>I am going bush</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>to make some wings</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>from tallowwood.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>The chainsaw stays at home today;</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>they must be hewn by hand</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>or the angels will not wear them.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>I will find the tallest tree,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>then, begging mercy,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>fell it blow by blow;</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>hacking from the living heart</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>interlocked and wavy grain</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>of greasy yellow-brown;</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>hard as unforgiveness,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>heavy as regret, </i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>riddled with </i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>the black-lined burrows</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>of Ambrosia beetles.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>(Did I specifically mention </i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>the black-veiled sorrows </i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>of the locust and weevil,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>left over from past plagues?)</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>Measuring by eye</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>I will cleave them</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>with my naked hands,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>scrape them smooth with brokenness</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>and burnish them with prayer.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>There on an altar</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>of rounded, mossy stones,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>to offer them until the fire falls</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>and smoke arises,</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>carrying to heaven</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i>every hint of bitterness.</i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
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</u></span></div></div><div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="color: #333333; display: block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 20px; padding-right: 100px; word-wrap: break-word; zoom: 1;"><div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As the snowflakes fall</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And the cold settles in,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jack Frost’s bitter chill;</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Brushes against cheeks</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Adding a peppermint rose glow.</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The mistletoe is hung high,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As the dreams of babes</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Turn to a man flying by.</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Gingerbread smells,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The ringing of golden bells,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Aromatic, tinseled glow</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Of the evergreen pine,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Dressed to impress</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Shaded presents lie below</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Marked hers and mine;</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There’s only one gift</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Where one wonders about,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">When love and holiday come together</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Sparked by a scented candle’s glow,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Cherry Chap Stick lips</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Meet in the falling snow</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Consented underneath the mistletoe.</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The Eve of dreams</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Are alive and sweet</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Making the kissers</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Light on their feet,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The one gift</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Not wrapped nor topped with a bow,</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The magic of the holiday spirit</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Brings the truest of gifts</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That of the Christmas kiss.</span></i></b></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Anthony Lodestro</span></i></b></div></div></div>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-64600020092864672202010-12-03T19:59:00.000-08:002010-12-03T19:59:30.738-08:00Brainstorming Activity<b><u>Writing challenge and brainstorm activity #1</u></b><br />
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How do you brainstorm as a writer? I have found the book by Beth Baruth Joselow over the years to be quite helpful in my writing prompts. There are so many different games you can play as a writer. Here is one you can try and share on my blog freely. List fifty words that come to mind right now and post them without pausing. Simply write what comes to mind-ON YOUR MARK, GET SET, AND, GO!!<br />
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<b>**If you complete writing challenge number 3, there will be a prize in it for you for the holidays from me!**</b>Meg Collinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16849180584349889312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7785068599609902545.post-31699703985054689012010-12-03T15:45:00.000-08:002010-12-03T15:45:52.347-08:00Writing Prompt for you on Fishy Friday!<u><b><i>FISHY FRIDAY WRITING PROMPT #1: </i></b></u><br />
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