Tag: free thinking and free writing
member name: Carol Cassell
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September 13, 2006 12:25 AM EDT --
God can't forgive what is already done.
The messes that we make;
The ugly scars remain
And feel worse in rain.
I guess you can say God is in the salvaging buisness . . .
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September 27, 2006 11:45 PM EDT --
Welcome to depressionland.
It is too late at night
When guilt and shame and other
pals seek to do me harm.
What I really need is a good night's rest;
And to put depressionland on the midnight . . .
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September 28, 2006 04:05 PM EDT --
Swaying breezes
Melting heavenly with
eventy-six degreessssses
What a perfect day!
The wind whispers
of ancient man who once
breathed our air.
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September 30, 2006 02:11 PM EDT --
This picture of "The Headless Guy" in my living room was added to images but no one seems to get it. Well, here's . . .
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September 30, 2006 08:22 PM EDT --
Apple pies smells weaken
Young men's souls
And spoil ole men for life.
Tall thin trees
Reaching up to the clouds;
Never a finer light,
Than warming amber sunlight
Behind the . . .
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October 03, 2006 03:36 PM EDT --
My dear Lord,
How sweet the savor
of your love for me.
I can't touch or see you
but I know you're
near evoking joy
For all that's right in life.
Even when I forget
to pray, your guidance . . .
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September 02, 2006 10:25 AM EDT --
Well here it is, another one of Sonny's email. It seems we can't talk without arguing even through email. He is not tolerant of my beliefs or the fact that I'm a republican. It . . .
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October 07, 2006 11:08 AM EDT --
Like a dog she takes orders
with ears half open
then she finds he's angry
with her again
Seems, she can't do anything
Quite up to his standard
In all she knows he's right.
She's . . .
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August 14, 2006 05:57 PM EDT --
The TideRunner,
The boat I
dreamt I had,
dodged like
a skilled scroll saw
designing a path
through waves.
A storm came,
The TideRunner
disappears behind
the waves in the
setting sun.
Carol Cassell . . .
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August 29, 2006 03:08 PM EDT --
Have you ever let your children see you cry?
Do they know the reason why?
Men, have your sons seen you cry?
That they know it is okay and it isn't
unmanly to show that you . . .
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August 30, 2006 12:29 PM EDT --
Oh, give thanks!
Who can utter the mighty acts of
God and declare all His praise,
as well?
We are none
without spot or blemish.
Do not judge what
others have done.
Only seek to forgive . . .
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September 13, 2006 12:00 PM EDT --
As I sit here inhaling my morning coffee, unable to move my left hand on the keyboard, while yellow cat's head is resting on it positioned at ASDFG, I want to mention a bizarre story read earlier . . .
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September 21, 2006 01:04 AM EDT --
When I was young I was given a choice. "Where do you want to do your chores, inside the house or out?" Since I always opted for anything that would get me "out . . .
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August 12, 2006 05:58 PM EDT --
To all the good things that ever happened in Autumn...
A cool breeze makes
the air crisp.
I'm breathless for my lover,
Autumn.
Senses quicken and
Beginnings begin from
lost plans of summer. . . .
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August 15, 2006 01:39 PM EDT --
Little things mean so much.
Like a grandson's romp through
trampled grass
on the way to the park.
My two-foot wonder
stops to catch a
falling leaf,
choosing rather to feel . . .
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August 15, 2006 02:29 PM EDT --
The commuter train is late.
The old woman in red
is not rushing to get anywhere,
unlike those with suits
. . .
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August 15, 2006 09:12 PM EDT --
The ocean in inky
darkness
splays a wave and
then another,
rolling
in as hills
at midnight.
Touching gently
cold wet sand.
Moonlight cresting
on golden glitter,
aglow as though a
light is lit.
Look, . . .
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September 17, 2006 09:00 AM EDT --
Barking dogs on a Sunday morning
Lawn mowers before nine
Sirens, bells and whistles
Noisy People and negative vibes
Please spare me the temptation
To complain, Dear Lord,
On this beautiful . . .
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August 13, 2006 11:08 PM EDT --
She called
said he was dishonoring her:
Lusted for another woman
Whenever she wasn't here...
What woman never heard and felt like that before?
I can't even pick her up off the floor --
stretch . . .
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August 14, 2006 08:38 AM EDT --
Horns and hammers in
the distance,
kids playing
Oh, hear, the songs of late summer!
Take the sound away
and I'd be more inspired
to write,
to listen . . .
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