Life doesn’t necessitate intrusion.
Work.
Along railroad tracks to old abandoned farms, / we’d search for treasure and hunt for charms. / Coins and pop bottles and old license plate…
Just a glimpse of my very rural, prairie childhood. A typical summer day, my Brother and myself, the other “town” kids and usually our family dog would set out early in the morning, and return home around supper time, spending all day exploring and daydreaming.
i don’t think / in a Big City way / but neither do you / ...not really…
This is where I come from. This little place that is almost gone. This is where my roots are, and where I once belonged.
A visit to the small town I spent the first few years of my life in. The place where life made sense. A happier time in my childhood before my world turned upside down and spun out of my control. A place where I belonged.
denzel washington looks like barak obama / movie set on 12th street old main street / auditions / rubble rhymes with bubble!! more…
to lay in the fields with you,a letter,war, the result of the fields
a young couple in love separated by war, not ever really knowing how the other is fairing, and a tragic ending.
“Ill have no Jim Carrey children.” I told her.
A little story of July 8th, 2009, as close to true as I could get it, my memory being what it is. This will probably be part of a larger story, that will be a novel some day, if I can help it and God is willing. And, for the Feminine Intent people: This is how I’m feeling, at the end of it. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Featured in Feminine Intent (the group) about 9 hours ago, as of 9:48 pm, Arizona time, on 7-10-2009; as witnessed by the comment with notice of same.
Bigger isn’t always better… sometimes it’s the smaller things in life that make it all worth while. - Mary K.
Small town USA at its best! A story of death and the many people who provided for our family as we said goodbye to my grandmother.
This piece speaks for itself. Thanks for reading my heart for my grandmother, family and community. / Lynn
In a small town / I feel like I’m on a merry-go-round. / So I fly / To places where I am inspired,
1st Draft on my own personal frustrations Any comments or constructive criticism would be great.
Trains blow their horns / At each other. / Waking the sleepy town.
Hold my chilled hand just one last time before you go. / You’re the one girl I’ve ever loved, more than you’ll ever know. / Promise you’ll…
To some, this place is considered a ghost town, haunted by its history. To others, this is home, with familiar faces passing by and fresh…
A thank you to my home town.
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