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A Writer's Eyes: March 2009
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Friday, March 06, 2009. Originally uploaded by Powerhouse Museum Collection. If you thought that boxing was strictly a man's sport until modern times, this photo negates that theory. Do you know what fascinates me most about this photo? The fancy dresses and hats these ladies are wearing to knock and sock each other around. I cannot figure why they would engage in such an unlady like sport and dress up like they're going to church. My Grand...
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A Writer's Eyes: I Wish upon a Memory
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. I Wish upon a Memory. Sunday, January 19, 2014. In that space of memories, my name is printed boldly on the books I always intended to write. Daydreams carry me back to years so far away yet just within my reach. I close my eyes and reminisce about when life was like a romantic poem. Labels: creative freelance writer. February 15, 2014 at 11:38 PM. Wow and other great guide lines to remember, oh how I wish I had more time to write like you.
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The Midnight Writer's Cafe: Planning the Perfect Summer Vacation
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The Midnight Writer's Cafe. This is a cyber cafe where you can share stories about your favorite coffee beverage. Share your favorite coffee shop with us and tell us your beverage recipes. A woman with an extended family and thirty-one grand-children,who is grateful to the Lord God for all blessings, both great and small. Blessed by God with a natural writing talent I offer it as a gift to uplift others or help in areas of law or community. View my complete profile. Los Angeles coffee shops. We all sat d...
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A Writer's Eyes: June 2010
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Choose a Phone that Works Best for your Needs. Tuesday, June 01, 2010. There are hundreds of phone types, styles and brands so choosing one can be a major decision. If you are looking for a wireless/cordless phone to use at home with clear voice and a strong signal, consider buying a DECT phone. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The moon is risen and the sun asleep. While stars dance across the heavens. Creatures on earth walk in dreams. A woman ...
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A Writer's Eyes: February 2011
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Ode to my Valentine. Sunday, February 13, 2011. A Narrow Chasm that leads to Antiquity. Sunday, February 06, 2011. Mysterious Ocean Night Spirits. Tuesday, February 01, 2011. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The moon is risen and the sun asleep. While stars dance across the heavens. Creatures on earth walk in dreams. About the universe so vast. As the sun is awaiting the dawn. It is then that imagination soars. And the mysterious veil unfolds.
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A Writer's Eyes: May 2009
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Memorial Fund for Gabriel. Saturday, May 30, 2009. Woodstock, Raven, his friends and family are sort of moving in a state of unreal shock. Things need to get done. So we are helping in whatever way we can. Funds are urgently needed to buy the casket and to buy a plot where he will be laid to rest. Please spread the word and help in whatever way you can. Please visit the dedication site for Gabriel at. Http:/ www.angelsforgabriel.org. The Fo...
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A Writer's Eyes: April 2009
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. The Fine Art of Posing to be Photographed. Monday, April 13, 2009. There was a time when dressing well was an art form that did not adhere to fitting into the latest fads and fashions. Rather, proper etiquette was part of society and young ladies were trained in proper social behavior and dress in prep schools. Manners were crucial to families of the upper middle and upper class of the social fabric of their time. The first actual photograp...
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A Writer's Eyes: A Grandmother's Twilight Cadence
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. A Grandmother's Twilight Cadence. Monday, January 06, 2014. Tread softly and slowly old woman", they say. Watch every step so you don't fall.". Eternity is creeping in without delay. Familiar words I seem to recall. Were uttered to me as a young lass of three. Oh, when my step was clumsy and carefree. Ironic how familiar the sounds and hence. I walk a grandmother's twilight cadence. Labels: poetry and prose. Creatures on earth walk in dreams.
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A Writer's Eyes: March 2013
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Silk Stockings in Moonlight Shadows. Friday, March 29, 2013. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The moon is risen and the sun asleep. While stars dance across the heavens. Creatures on earth walk in dreams. About the universe so vast. As the sun is awaiting the dawn. It is then that imagination soars. And the mysterious veil unfolds. Opening the door to an unknown world. Except in the deep of dreams. I stay awake in a twilight state.
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A Writer's Eyes: Silk Stockings in Moonlight Shadows
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Awaiting the dawn, I find myself in a state of Midnight Revelry. Silk Stockings in Moonlight Shadows. Friday, March 29, 2013. With the trees just three feet away, Sonya leaped forward and grabbed a limb to help pull her into the bosom of the giant pine. The fragile limb snapped and made a sound so loud that Sonya knew her hunters heard it. "Surely they would find her now! Sonya cried out silently. "Which way should I go? Something drew Sonya to take a westward turn so she followed her instincts. Her ...
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