Friday, December 31, 2004

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Thrivin' 2005! The air is charged with expectation, Wonder at what might be, Liquid silver future, Shimmering...about to take sha...

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HAPPY NEW YEAR 2005!!!!!

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From: Christina Kraich-Rogers Date: Thu Dec 30, 2004 8:33 pm Subject: joint call for healing and peace INDIGENOUS ELDER...
Thursday, December 02, 2004

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The Game Of Life And How To Play It - Excerpts from "The Wisdom of Florence Scovel Shinn" ...
Friday, November 26, 2004

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A Driving Need For Christmas... Looking out the window at the melting fade of Wonderland, The grass coming through the failing purity o...

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Between Dandelion And Snowflake... The dandelion has dried up in a puffball state, Seed released upon the wind - drifting. The ...

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Thank You... Thank You for those who shed light on darkness everywhere, Who give everything of truth for us to see. Thank You f...

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Dime Store Elves: The Dime Store Elves are busy, Pitching pumpkins aside, A Santa here a Snowman there, Cranberries planted among snowfl...

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Last Leaves Drifting: A quiet leaf falls with a whisper, Backdrop: bare trees, one red yet, Grasses all gone to waving yellow and brown, ...

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Flickers In Silence: In a quiet small space, Things that roar in the heart, Something dream-like and ephemeral, Still constant and ever-...
Wednesday, November 03, 2004

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Drumbeat Windows: The rain falls striking windows, I can hear it drumming behind me, The sky is black nighted the color of lightless c...

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Swallowing Lump Coal: Choking bursting gagging, Eyes fill and heart breaks, Coal the lying diamond lies in my throat, Unmoving un...
Monday, November 01, 2004

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AquarianM & the Heart of Winter post 00002 : After class, the four met in the schoolyard, near the Blasted Cherry, as they called it....

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AquarianM and the Heart of Winter post 00001: It was a chilly December morning, and school was getting out for Christmas tomorrow. Most ...
Saturday, October 30, 2004

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Fallen Leaves: It was in the chill of a dark night, I was walking alone up on Barrows Hill, The wind was a flicker of cold breath...
Friday, October 29, 2004

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Last Ride Of The Black Hat... It was the last dregs of twilight in a bloody season, Too many scalps hanging from the saddle,...
Tuesday, October 26, 2004

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River Fest... I was born in a little town in the Midwest, In the heart of Winter when it was the harshest cold, In a small industrial...
Wednesday, October 13, 2004

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Early Morning At The No Name Cafe: Life is something ticking in the city, When the sun comes out you only find it by looking at ...

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Time Of Fire And Gold: Everywhere, everywhere, The leaves are burning without smoke, Sun or grey skies the fields glint of gold ...

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Birds Diving Off Wires: Must have been a flock of fifty, Up against all the greyed-over sky, A day for old blues piano, Solid voices ...