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Survivor

Remembrance Challenge: Camp Funston

They also served

In March 1918, some of the first recorded American cases of what became a worldwide influenza epidemic, also known as "Spanish flu", were reported at Camp Funston. The 1918 influenza pandemic, usually set as January 1918 up to December 1920, was an unusually deadly flu epidemic. It infected 500 million people around the world. Probably 50 million, and possibly as high as 100 million...Read On

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redwriter

Remembrance Challenge: Lest We Forget

Thoughts at a memorial

On Ploegsteert memorial in Belgium, no faces show. Only names carved on slabs Along curved walls of the imposing colonnade Impressive, the stone lions that guard. Eleven thousand names of the multi-ranked Casualties of war, who share this dubious banner NO KNOWN GRAVE. Consider these lives snatched into oblivion Ripped out of all existence, Yet, three kilometres north lies Ypres ...Read On

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Adagio

Stained A Little

She was my best friend. As dear to me as a shadow. A shadow named Granny who visited me on occasions, when I was sad and lonely. She was small in stature but big in heart. But often she cried when I was down with the blues. Yet! She was no one's fool. She knew the words she spoke sounded as if she were country folk. But she was humble as pumpkin pie out of season. Raising a family on...Read On

Added: 26 Oct 2019 | Category: Musings | Avg Score: 0 | Words: 142 | Tags: memories

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maryruth

Minutes

A few minutes Sixty seconds times three Moments in time Just for me To feel and believe To know and own Moments in time Sixty seconds times three To share All my own All for me...Read On

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Adagio

Ain't Average

I wasn't average. I was told that I had the intelligence of an eraser. Dale Earnhardt was my hero. I was born with a deformity that caused my knuckles to drag the ground and I craved bananas. Later on, in life, I had a bit-part in a Tarzan movie that was filmed in Terre Haute, Indiana. Granny wasn't too keen on crossing the Mason and Dixie line to do it. I won a can of Alpo dog food for...Read On

Added: 24 Oct 2019 | Category: Musings | Avg Score: 0 | Words: 394 | Tags: mussings

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Adagio

Dear Grandson

Dear Grandson: While I am here in detox (prison) help your grandpa with the still and don't let him blow things up. If you can, scraped up enough money to get his dentures out of hock. If there is any leftover change, get him a gift card for a new tattoo. Perhaps " the dancing monkeys" like I have on my buttocks. Just remember that I love you, even though you were dropped from an anvil on...Read On

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Adagio

Some Kind

I remember the days of September, so many dreams ago. When the winds began to whistle and the leaves turned brown, before touching the ground. Then grandpa making them mulch for the winter garden of some kind of peas. It was actually a zephyr. But in my mind it was "The Little Engine That Could," steaming down a railroad track, burning wood, as I heard granny in the kitchen boiling...Read On

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ladysharon

Back to School Challenge: Ghosts of the Past and Soon to Come

Back when I was young and blissfully ignorant, I loved the leading up and the first week of school. I would get my birthday money from my great-aunt in Ohio for my birthday and used that to buy my school supplies. The smell of opening up a fresh pack of notebook paper and putting it in my binder is euphoric. Don't get me started on the book bags. The one I picked out had to fit my books and...Read On

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GenlyAryl

Erase

What would you do if you can suddenly have all your bad memories wiped out?

Added: 30 Sep 2019 | Category: Musings | Avg Score: 0 | Words: 591 | Tags: science scientific question general question existence

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rune

In My Dream

a series of images...

In my dreams, surrounded by luscious green big old forest trees. A light passing through in each every gap of the leaves from a bright full moon above. Flickering lights from fireflies everywhere below. A crow squawking from somewhere afar. A lake in the middle of the forest, covered by a thick mist with cold still air. A snake with its tongue out hissing while slowly crawling into the...Read On

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AnnaMayZing

Back to school Challenge: Class Distinction.

“Four inches, Morrison! You know the rule, what should it be?”

“Morrison!” “Yes, Sister?” “Your skirt is too short. Kneel on the desk!” Sister Bernadette, The Carmelite Nun who was head of discipline and religious studies for the girls of St. Mary Magdalene Roman Catholic High School, tapped the desk in front of me with her wooden ruler. Obediently, I climbed onto my chair and knelt upon the flat wooden surface of the desk as commanded. Without...Read On

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henrietta_fielding

Back To School Challenge: In The Pool

Back to school can mean different things, depending on circumstances...

At our local swimming pool, you can clearly perceive the pattern of the school year, especially during the holidays. It gets markedly busier at half terms and the Easter break and even at Christmas (if parents really don’t know what to do with their children on a bad day weather-wise, having steadily worked through all the seasonal movies in the nearby multiplex)! These are brief flurries...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Quest

At some point there will come a time. In a moment not of your choosing. You’ll know when. It was all borrowed time anyway. On loan, never to be owned. The path will grow more narrow. The light will grow dimmer. A soul once uplifting, now heavy and held hostage. Fear is just a lack of information. Your senses seek familiarity. The smell of fresh-cut grass on a Sunday afternoon. ...Read On

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Molly

And I Left

I couldn't bring myself to ask.

The bar was too noisy and people stood shoulder to shoulder. They were all vying for a place at the bar. Music filled the air and it mingled with the laughter and drunken ramblings of its patrons. I first spotted him as he entered the bar. His black hair was ruffled and his shoulders were hunkered in. The collar of his shabby, oversized peacoat was pulled up so high his face was...Read On

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elizabethblack

Back to School Challenge: High School Disaster Averted

The things that are done "for your own good"

High school is starting and I should be so excited. I am going to high school and my expectations are over the moon. Maybe just a little nervous ‘cause there will be so many students and teachers there I haven’t met. I don't know if any of my friends will be in my classes. Makes me nervous to have all new people. It still feels warm, but knowing the cooler autumn weather is just...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Back to School Challenge - Viewmaster Memories

Click-kuck Back-to-school 1st grade: A 6-year-old boy sitting on a desk. His shoes made of raggedy torn canvas as most play shoes were back then. Indiana snow shin-deep walking to school. A teacher calling him to the front of the class. Everyone laughing as she removed his wet shoes and socks and rubbed his feet to get them warm. He felt so ashamed and hated her that day. Only many...Read On

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LauraDanielle

Thomas Is A Tank Engine

I was sitting at the messy play table, with some freshly made playdough. I had the kids helping me roll it out and add colour to it. I had the usual mini rolling pins and cookie cutters out that my helpers were using. "My Nana is picking me up today," T said excitedly. "I'm going to stay at their farm." "My mummy is picking me up today," C replied. The two besties happily chatted...Read On

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maryruth

Take time to be

Listen to the silence You will hear volume Watch a storm Become part of it The rain has a message The wind a song Listen with your mind Feel with your heart Let it touch your soul Become one Look and see Take time to be Grow...Read On

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Dreamcatcher
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Moon Challenge - The Prince

There was no grand design. No all-powerful paranormal being calculating the “ifs” and “buts” of existence with pie charts and ledgers and a magic wand. It was through the destiny of random chaos and chance and proximity that the universe began sorting itself nearly fourteen billion years ago. Like marbles rattling around in a shoebox, meteors and comets alike began a relentless assault...Read On

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Adagio

The Arbor's Gate

The night had hung a full moon over the arbor's gate as the shadows migrate beneath trellises of wild roses and I saw an angel in my dreams as granny sang me lullabies as her tears flowed over empty teacups and her cuddle-ups the night grandpa didn't come home but an angel danced in soft shoes in a plate of grits and red-eye gravy as night hung a full moon over the arbor's gate...Read On

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The_reader94

Finding Life and Losing Faith

I can no longer view life the same way as before.

As we sat down sipping our tea from our teacup around the dining table, the sister superior welcomed and thanked us for volunteering to help them. The three of us were handed the guidelines, explaining to us the work we could help out with. I went through the list quickly, as the sister of the Missionary of Charity continued to explain to us the things we could help out with. After...Read On

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MikeStone

The Two O'Clock

“Stay your hand, kind sir, I implore you! I am your 2:00 o’clock client.

Professor Bartholomew Hartfeld sat in a tall leather-backed chair behind a dark mahogany desk. He looked irritably at the clock on the wall opposite his desk. His 2:00 pm was late. He flicked the button on the intercom. “Has my two o’clock called to say he’d be late?” Professor Hartfeld asked. “No, sir,” Marta answered. “Please let me know the moment he arrives,” the professor requested,...Read On

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Adagio

Puppy Dog Tongue

At dusk twilight and the sun crowns over the horizon of yesterday's song. I will remember the days of September when granny served blackeye peas and cornbread. Prayers were said and my puppy dog slurped with a puppy dog tongue. Vic Damone gave granny the vapors and Jim Nabors was on TV. Constipation was in, the chits were out at the old ball game. Cracker Jacks had a prize. Grandpa worked...Read On

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Ping

Oh Captain, My Captain

The other first date rite of passage...

Just like the besieging intestinal revenge felt after succumbing to that late night, tequila urge to munch on the mystery-meat-on-a-stick from that shady Acapulco street vendor, the visceral reaction to my son’s first date hit painfully hard, and sooner than expected. It’s happening and dad’s gotta deal. Maybe her parents bring their daughter to us, so the parents can meet, and we can...Read On

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Adagio

Times Have Changed

I remember when people ate fried chicken saying their amens while licking their hands and not fingers in a box puffed up with botox Granny had a new set of polished teeth from Sears and Robuck and I had a slinky two for one but her Harley had saddlebags Now Jello has lost its wiggle, made in Japan by some Shogun in a lean cuisine and taste like crayons Honey came from honey bear...Read On

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Ping

Rub 'n Tug

Shame on you!

Trixie wasn’t her birth given name, but it perfectly matched her provocative demeanour. With the seductive draw of her dark brown eyes and the titillating shake of her feminine shape, Trixie’s energy defused and enticed the shy and nervous. This was her calling. She was born to please. One just had to say her name. Trixie would do the rest. She'd eagerly approach, her smiling eyes...Read On

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Kavyansh

Some Thoughts On Love

There is something peculiarly British about the fact that we have many different words for precipitation arising from our legendary obsession with the weather, itself not surprising for a people living on an island at the junction of four weather systems but with a prevailing westerly airstream. In contrast, the most dramatic and powerful of human emotions is summed up in a single rather...Read On

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Ping

Low And Outside

All things mentioned are time-honoured traditions...

Here’s the pitch... “Dad, what’s vintage mean?” Day off. Trying to watch some ball. Alone. But my daughter invited herself to unintentionally annoy me. She asked the question while examining the label on my freshly-emptied bottle of port. “It’s a nice way of saying old.” St e er-rike! She then asked, “What’s classic mean?” while inspecting her can of Coke. “It’s another nice...Read On

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maryruth

Know and believe

Some will make changes Pretend and control Harden their hearts Lose their souls Choices are there Trust and believe See the signs Listen to the silence You will hear Destiny was written Soul mates were made Walk the path your given Travel safely with my heart You must see dark For brightness to shine Sadness shows How happiness great is Change will alter Only so far You got...Read On

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Rebellious_Soul

Hey Friend

I'm missing the good parts of a bad friend, and I fear they're gone for good ~cheese on bread

Hey, listen friend, I get it. I do understand where you are coming from, how you feel, and what you are trying to accomplish. I'm in the same place as you, it's dark and intimidating; lonely. You miss a friend you once had, maybe they weren't the best of friends, maybe they drive you up the wall but still you did care about them. You still care about them and even still you want to undo...Read On

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Remembrance Challenge: Camp Funston

Remembrance Challenge: Lest We Forget

Stained A Little

Minutes

Ain't Average

Dear Grandson

Some Kind

Back to School Challenge: Ghosts of the Past and Soon to Come

Erase

In My Dream

Back to school Challenge: Class Distinction.

Back To School Challenge: In The Pool

Quest

And I Left

Back to School Challenge: High School Disaster Averted

Back to School Challenge - Viewmaster Memories

Thomas Is A Tank Engine

Take time to be

Moon Challenge - The Prince

The Arbor's Gate

Finding Life and Losing Faith

The Two O'Clock

Puppy Dog Tongue

Oh Captain, My Captain

Times Have Changed

Rub 'n Tug

Some Thoughts On Love

Low And Outside

Know and believe

Hey Friend