lost in translation

for dVerse: S.O.C. ‘em: Stream of Consciousness Poem May 25, 2012
From dVerse: write a stream of consciousness poem. • Choose a topic. You might think of a person, and activity or even a dream. Take a walk, go someplace public, [...]
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Brenda

wafting via Margo’s prompt May 26, 2012
Virginia, Minnesota is one of a handful of cities in the United States heated by steam that runs through pipes below the city. People park in alleys in Virginia, as the pipes run beneath them. Steam rises eerily from the … Continue reading →
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Cynthia

Selfies – Photographs.

Deb

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Donald

Life’s roads May 23, 2012
Roads always go somewhere, Like a many branched tree Leading to tributaries of life, Until there is only a trickle. Faced with dark rolling clouds, Or rays of a sun tinted sky, Roads point in all directions, Exist in every … Continue reading →
Donald Harbour

Elizabeth

Starting Over May 20, 2012
For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 57 http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/ Starting Over Hands on hips, she knew deep in her marrow that time for grief was finished. Now, massive chore to start over must begin. Looked for help in world of colors: bright … Continue reading →
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Joseph

Thursday Morning May 24, 2012
I say without vanity that this is the most satisfying thing I’ve written in a while. Sometimes it’s good to take half a step back and not worry about prompts and things so much, and I ought to do it more often; May is the hardest month for that, since I’m still carrying the momentum [...]
Joseph Harker

kelly

In the Telling May 17, 2012
In the telling, it lost its memoryness and became a story, partly because no one believed me. Sitting at the kitchen table one day I said (not in these words) that I remembered being wheeled down a hospital corridor, a … Continue reading →
Kelly

Margo

Cento: Self Is May 25, 2012
Well, hello again. Perceiving a slight challenge from a couple of you [cough Mary, Teri cough], I swung into action. Yes, I am sneaky. You remain in the dark about my particular self, but I had great fun working through the statements I gave you and coming up with a cento. Cento: An I For [...]
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Marianne

Wordle 57, Baker's Dozen: Worn At The Edges May 20, 2012
New wordle words from Brenda at The Sunday Whirl:hips, marrow, crocuses, stillness, massive, secret, flower, grief, window, perhaps, hand, clatter, colorsWorn At The EdgesUnexpected snow comes like a spoiled secret,freezing the tender early flowers; icy crocuses clatter in the wind.She grieves in frayed stillness,remembers a lifetime of small things, brightl […]
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Mike

ONE LOVE May 19, 2012
I must apologize to my regular readers. Since I’ve gone back to work, all my time is filled, and any time I have for writing goes to writing bid proposals; however, I sill subscribe to a lot of you and … Continue reading →
Mike Patrick

Nan

wearing thin May 23, 2012
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Neil

forks left beside the plate May 23, 2012
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Nicole

Pavements May 21, 2012
Every morning, our feet take stretches of road like pages, like pavements that have not yet born our words, our miles, our smiles, our tears. We reach up, we reach out, we bring wheels to asphalt hoping that the next day is not split in two by a fissure crack – or two, or twenty [...]
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Pamela

“A March Hare and A Dormouse” Self Is: Tuesday Tryouts – Margo Roby May 26, 2012
The self… is a mythical entity… It is a philosophical muddle to allow the space which differentiates ‘my self’ from ‘myself’ to generate the illusion of a mysterious entity distinct from … the human being. (Kenny, 1988) Mysterious, how we … Continue reading →
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Richard

Charged Memories May 16, 2012
It was the third house we lived in, though I have no memories of the first two. Painted pink, it was at the eastern edge of town, only three houses from cornfields. I’m sure I was told to stay in … Continue reading →
Mr. Walker

Ron

Writing On The Wall May 26, 2012
He hopes his red Ford Ranger will make it another thirty thousand miles so he can tell people he’s driven it to the moon, but the transmission’s been slipping pretty badly, the clutch seems totally fed up with all the downshifting he’s been doing to save the brakes, and the brakes themselves gave up [...]
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Vivienne

Six word Saturday May 25, 2012
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Wayne

NAKED CLOWN May 20, 2012
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Yousei

Gall Bladder Surgery Part 2 May 25, 2012
No surprise, I didn’t sleep much the night before the surgery. I don’t know when I was actually up, but I was officially out of bed to shower by 4:30 a.m. We were off to the hospital, and of course, … Continue reading →
Yousei Hime

poeming birds of a feather

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	Irene on the self casts a shadow
	Irene on the self casts a shadow
	Irene on the self casts a shadow
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	Irene on the river is a body