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Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 20 Oct 2019 06:42


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 20 Oct 2019 06:42

Just stopping in for a quick cuppa java. I need to drive up to Atchison, Kansas, to pick up a friend in rehab.

This afternoon is my first rehearsal for The Nutcracker. Just learning the choreography for the two dances the adults perform in the party scene.

Have fun, y'all.

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Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 19:57


Topic: What Are You Celebrating Now?
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 14:29

Today is Sukkot, the Feast of Tabernacles.

Topic: Windows - Looking into or out of them.
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 14:25


Topic: Shall We Dance? - Movement around the world
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 14:24


Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 14:20


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 06:34

Good morning, Scott. Hello, Cynthia. We're lucky to have this fireplace in the coffee house. Just remember to open the vent if you light it. It stays shut except when the fire is blazing.

It's time for some hot coffee to get going. Tomorrow is my first rehearsal for The Nutcracker. We'll be rehearsing each Sunday, just the party adults, learning our two dances.

Have a great day.

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Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 19 Oct 2019 06:27


Topic: One of my photos featured
Posted: 18 Oct 2019 11:53

Those are truly works of art, Gypsy. Black and white photos can be such a creative medium for expressing both simple and complex ideas and emotions.

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Trick or Treat

Nimble digits completed the act. The victim was trundled up and preserved for what was to come. Wrapped up in the webs of woe. For the prey. Not for the spider. This was her life. Her reason to be.  Miss Peckinstaff gazed out her parlor window at the dim courtyard behind her brownstone residence on the Lower Eastside. It was delightful to watch the arachnid complete the chore under the...

Added 19 Oct 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 40 | 4 Comments

Your Hand in Mine

Tonight's my turn for spooning you had a go last night tomorrow is still coming no worries in our sight Together we're ascending each step we're holding hands approaching near Nirvana it's time for fun in bed You hold your hand towards me a pinky promise made that all the time that's left us we'll spend as lovers can The calling of a hoot owl will echo 'round the 'hood this still and...

Added 25 Sep 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 140 | 7 Comments

Back to School Challenge: Mail Call

The very first day their new grade school teacher told them they were going to be learning to write letters. That was the start of their school year there at the elementary school out in the desert of Southern California.  It was August and still summer. The sun is never, hardly ever, covered by clouds. So hot most of the year. That didn't bother the kids. But now there was no more vacation....

Added 21 Sep 2019 | Category Childrens | Votes 16 | Avg Score 5 | Views 176 | 16 Comments


Long story short as they used to say. The two of them cannot be intimate. It is not within their ability now. So the question is does it really matter? Does it actually make their emotions and their feelings and their truth less important to them? Do they decide to make other plans... move on? Does it diminish the ties they share and have shared so long? They say in French - désolé....

Added 27 Aug 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 242 | 12 Comments

Is This Depressing

They look up at the clock. The question in their mind is this. Is it time yet? If it is time for the pill then maybe they'll feel a little better pretty soon.  When they take the pill, when it is time, it does get pretty good. Life becomes pretty good. So that's what they are asking themselves. Is it time yet? Checking the time once again. And it's getting close to being the right time....

Added 16 Aug 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 288 | 9 Comments

Walking Away

All of our regrets will be gone as soon as we have passed beyond. Beyond the aches, the sorrows, all will pass away. But the love will live, it simply will not die. Is this understood my precious, darling, friends and lovers? Is it understood, please, and thank you, my treasured gems of life and joy, am I not ever so polite? Do you recall the way we walked, the way we talked, the way...

Added 06 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 214 | 8 Comments

The World Is A Stage

"Do you want to go?" My question is to the room. One set of ears hears in a dead sleep. Springing up. Feet in perfect ballet turnout. Spinning in circles. Pirouettes of ecstasy. "Why does he do that?" She's asked the question before. Sort of rhetorically. Aware that the pup enjoys going out. She's right to wonder, though. "Why does he do his dance of joy, whirling around as if in...

Added 30 Jul 2019 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 297 | 9 Comments

More Grandly Than We Knew

This is true if all else fails, we traveled much we two, within our hearts, between our minds, remembering more, much more, teaching you and reaching me more grandly than we knew. So much has been together, so much has been renewed, smell the moisture, wetness, hear the splashing streets, far and wide we wandered and we will anew. Both of us, the pair of us, we went where I had been, where...

Added 23 Jul 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 194 | 7 Comments

We Shall Have No Fear

You welcomed me, allowed me in so unafraid of love. You simply realized once more how right it is to love. To garner love and share it as often as you may. To say it, often, now and then before you lose your way. To never be ashamed of it, ashamed to say you've loved. To say that you have loved once more and will be loved as well. Loving as you live your life, with arms encompassing. ...

Added 26 Jun 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 251 | 8 Comments

Remembrance of Things to Come

Memories Of the past The present The future Walking out into a winter landscape The freedom The crispness So fresh Ice between tiny toes will chill  And a little ballerina paw lifts Pick up the pup Hold him close Protectively Completely sure he is safe Within your loving arms One more memory Takes its place A chilly morning above the lake In a camper with her Very same...

Added 05 Jun 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 311 | 6 Comments

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People are just like clouds That float above the sky Without real direction But beauteous from afar Winds can push us forward And then may push us back Might even be the ones That scatter us apart Sometimes they blow gently To make us into one Other times much stronger Thus breaking us in twain Sometimes there is darkness It makes it hard to see Even light in slivers Can barely...

Added 12 Oct 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 65 | 5 Comments

The Wall

My closed fists keep banging on the wall. My lungs hurt so much from losing air. It's becoming hard to breathe. I never stop pounding even as I can see blood flow out from my bruised hands. My mind is in a panic and the fear starts to creep up through my whole body because I don't know how to swim and the wall is giving me no respite so I can get my breath. I have begun to feel weak...

Added 04 Feb 2019 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,071 | 6 Comments


Strong heart is beating in a harmony, Each movement set angelically with pride.   So subtle that it matches musically, To center stage exquisite form does glide On pointe, on tiptoe, swaying with the tune The wind caresses, gently singing free. So calm her soul, like summer days in June But every step is like a storm tossed sea Behind sweet lips and eyes, typhoons may hide, With calmness...

Added 16 Jun 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 992 | 8 Comments

The Bluebirds In My Heart

  “There’s a bluebird in my heart that Wants to get out, But I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going To let anyone see You” Charles Bukowski     When loneliness became a part of me In such a way that others could not see. My heart forgot to feel, it hurt so much, And locked itself up tight against a touch.   The bluebirds came to...

Added 15 Sep 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 322 | 5 Comments

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Tastes Bitter, Tastes Sweet
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Meet a new poet in this edition. Find various forms of poetry, including sonnets, haikus, traditional verse, blank verse and abecedarian. You will discover love poems, poetry about life and death, and...

Coffee For Me, Tea For You
Coffee For Me, Tea For You

A collection of diverse short fiction. It includes micro fiction, flash fiction, mysteries, science fiction, and general fiction. The author has spent his life around computers and is now using his personal computer to create varied styles of fiction for the reading public's...

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