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June 23, 2019
 

My story Chapter 3
I am five.

We are moved again to Fort Lee in Virginia. It is the third place I have lived in. The base housing is imposing, a huge conglomerate of red brick buildings with apartments built on 3 floors.
The only way to tell your building from the others is to know the number. The older children are all going to the same Catholic school and they walk to the bus stop in a center courtyard together.
My mother is giving Kevin a lot of attention now. At 3 years old he is a handful and runs all over the house. In my boredom I watch my sisters go to the courtyard and decide to chance it the next day.
“Mom, can I walk to the bus stop with the big kids this morning?”
I make my e...

LIMITS EXIST ONLY IN THE MIND
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June 23, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

Describe yourself
Weekly challenge

Driven, determined, persistent,
Lively, humorous, generous,
kind, empathetic
Brainiac, daydreamer, perceptive,
Moody, volatile,passionate
Loving,

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UNICORN
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June 22, 2019
Ponte Vedra Beach, United States

My own story- Chapter 2

We are going far away.
“Where is Japan?” I ask my older brother Roger. He is 5 years old and I am only four. “An island we fought in the war. Daddy bombed Tokyo” he says confidently. My brother knows everything.
“Are we going to Tokyo?” I ask softly. “No silly. It was bombed. We are going to Hokkaido. It’s North of Tokyo. It’s very cold”.
I wonder about this place, but my questions always irritate my family so I stay quiet and watch out the window of the plane. Four noisy propellers are whirring outside and clouds are far below us. I fall asleep to the hum and so begins my love of travel. The click clack of rickety trains. The wake at the back of the ocean liner. Th...

NECTAR SEEKER
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June 15, 2019
Bradenton, United States

WhAt hAppens in A yeAr..

The world turns and tumbling
In it you find you are stumbling
As if we should walk straight
And never hate,
But we do.
So we fall
But not for long.
Our hearts are strong
And Even when the body
Heals the scars don’t last.
If it takes a whole year
To heal a wound on your arm,
Why would your heart take
Any less time?
Stop.. breathe ...let the hate out..
The world turns for a reason
As do we.

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LETTRS WORLD
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June 1, 2019
Sarasota, United States

Storm, entwined, chasing
Weekly challenge

He ran to me like the wind,
Chasing my smile with his
Lips to seduce and open
A storm of longing,
A tornado of need,
Until we lay all entwined
Spent out and exhausted
But bound by a silent oath
To stay together.
The feeling remains, long
after the storm has past
That I was better in that
Wind , and so was he.

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LOVE TILL IT HURTS
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May 31, 2019
 

The healing time

Surrounded by quiet slash pines
In the Florida forest it comes,
A silent thought about the past
As an air conditioner hums.

A reasoning approaches
That says you will get well,
As you learn we all have people
Who have caused our living hell.

And the knowing that is growing in your heart
says you can heal,
Since a truth will hide from no one
Even when it’s all you feel.

Quietly you accept the facts,
shed those tears as free they flow,
For your mind heals first and then your heart and so
You go....Home.
.. Home ..
Finally Home

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HEAL YOUR BODY
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April 29, 2019
 

“We had a good thing going.
But you couldn’t keep your promise and it destroyed what we had”  she cried. He looked at her and his eyes had the fear of a caged animal. He had no sorrow or remorse,  only the fear of being exposed.
     
He was a man without a conscience, a serial seducer of women. He had no feelings but desire and when that was satisfied he moved on to another victim.

Yet until now no woman had challenged him like this and it shook him to the core.
He had viewed himself as a “good person” but the woman who called him out for cheating was showing him how the rest of the world would judge him.

As he watched her pack to leave him he was filled with regret for the first time ...

THE PATH NEVER TAKEN
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April 23, 2019
Bradenton, United States

Goodbye is just a new beginning.
Sometimes I wonder why I have so many of both.
Maybe I just like new Hellos.

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UNICORN
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April 17, 2019
Bradenton, United States

Lights,Rose,guitar
Storytime

It’s storytime now, as I know you.
You will make up a story
Rather than admit what you blew.

I will know it should stink crazy
But to me it’s the Rose I smell
And all the lies are hazy.

So I will let you love me again,
As you strum my strings like your guitar
And weep tomorrow for loss of all,
But tonight I want to fall for your story and read your body as my
Favorite book.
Turn out the lights so I can read in the dark,
Turning your pages as I feel
For that line that says love.
Tell me that story again..tell it...
Tell it.....

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DEGREE OF LOVE
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April 7, 2019
 

Tell him...
Tell him without insults..  hard to do .. want to call him a jerk or a bastard.
Tell him what he did.. the big mistakes first and then the small barbs after.
Tell him how you felt...of all the raw pain, the knife in your heart, the humiliation of rejection
Leave nothing unsaid...
Tell him why it matters now...because getting over it is not an option and moving on is a cliche..
If you don’t tell him... he will lie to himself about what he did..he will brush it aside and think it was not that cruel...
And he will hurt another woman...
Is that what you want?
Speak up woman
Speak up!

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WHITE CLOCK
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March 31, 2019
Bradenton, United States

Happy Anniversary

Always my best friend
Through every fire and storm.
Winds around us buffet love
And leave us tired and torn.

But we are a pair, you and I,
And could not survive alone.
We worked our whole life
To makes this house a home.

Take me in your arms today
And tell me you still need me,
That I may be the woman kept
And you the love that feeds me.

Love that stays..holds..comforts
Did you know?
You had me at that first kiss
43 years ago.

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LOVE IS GOLDEN
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March 29, 2019
 

MADHOUSE

I sit in silence every day.
Visitors, they come —they stay awhile,
And leave always disappointed..
(I don’t smile ).
They know I’ve fallen off a limb
(Or so to speak)
And go away with “Ahh! I always knew—she was so wild
As a child !”
I find my bliss in silence,
My mirth in my secret—
And never, never let them know
I fell off the limb of love.

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THE ALL KNOWING EYE
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March 17, 2019
 

My own Story-Chapter 1

The church is an old 1940s white clapboard with an entrance steeple, called nondenominational by the officials at Macdill Air Force Base in Florida. The Jews used it on Friday but the Catholics took up all the time on Sunday morning. The steps are very wide so I cannot hold on to the rail. My mother, a beautiful woman of 33yo walks at the head of the family beside my father carrying my one year old brother.
After that the other 7 children line up in a row from oldest to youngest in single file. I am  3 years old, the 7th of 8 children.
People on either side  smirk at the size of our family.. I catch snippets of words like “rabbits” and  “busy”.
I am afraid of strange...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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March 4, 2019
 

I can still feel your kiss on fire,
Taste of warm honey and a buzz of cinnamon,
An ache in my throat
As I peer through my tears.
So sad to know that it’s not forever  and next year will come too soon.
Your memory will fade and heart harden,
But I will Be forever longing
For this moment in Time,
To taste your cinnamon honey lips just once more
On mine.

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LITTLE MISS FAIRY
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February 25, 2019
Bradenton, United States

I grieved alone all those years
And not a soul saw my tears
Cutting ridges in my face.
I was unable to forgive
Until I shared my grief
With another
And then the sky opened
And sunlight warmed me.
Who knew that the person
Who caused my grief
Would be the one
To banish it?

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PASSION OVER PERFECT
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February 18, 2019
Bradenton, United States

A little piece of love...
After the humiliation and the
Betrayal
Where anger is forever and
Vengeance feels insistent.
After I have spent so many
Hours cursing my misfortune
To have met you,
Surprisingly there grows
A tiny sprig of love that
Pushes up through the dirt
And sweet the perfume
That wafts around my head
As I recall a kiss pushing
On my lips
That made me feel alive
And in some small way
There is still enough love to forgive you.

ELF
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February 6, 2019
 

I broke
Like little pieces of ice
Crushed into snow cones
And the wind blew,
Scattering my yearnings
All over the sidewalks
Til there was nothing left
But water droplets.
Alone they congealed
Into a river of tears
That washed out to a road
That led nowhere
And now I can’t find myself
Anywhere,
Except I think in some gutter
Of despair.
Find me here if you dare.
If you care
Find me

WINTER
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January 26, 2019
Bradenton, United States

Poetry—weather

It’s always the rain
That washes away the grey
With tears of angels
And pain passes far away.

Alone with the patter
Of tiny drops on the screen
Soft and soothing
To wipe the slate clean

And you will never recall
How he made you feel small
When the rain begins to pour.
You are new and shiny and tall
And alive once more...
Rain so soft, so hard,
Like you.

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BE YOURSELF
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January 15, 2019
Bradenton, United States

March for Life

Because we are unique
And not our parents,
No two with the same chromosomes exactly.

Because our hearts beat
And our fingers curl
Around our cords
And floating in
Our own fluids we see
Nothing but closed eyelids.

Because we are and cannot
Be denied life,liberty
And pursuit of happiness.

We march inside you
As you march outside for us,
We in 98.6 degrees
And you in 33 degree cold.

For all of us
Choose life.

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BLIZZARD
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January 3, 2019
Bradenton, United States

Happy New Year

When love tugs at your
Heartstrings again
And the blue moon hangs low
Over the ocean of your heart
Don’t stand there stubbornly
And say you will not go.

Embrace the risk of love
And know that we all need
To be loved to live.

It’s a New Year! Give in to your heart...jump,dive, fly...
Find your joy!

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2019
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December 28, 2018
 

1. this year I learned ...
That persistence pays off...I almost gave up on people or work but kept trying.

2. next year I’ll change ...
My thinking to one of recognizing that changes are inevitable and what seems like a loss may not really be so.

3. This year I achieved  financial stability and peace in the family..is this a great world or what!

4. Next year I will achieve.. the ability to let go and acceptance of the aging process.

5. during New Years Eve I’ll be..
Celebrating with my husband and a few friends..saying goodbye to my coworkers..hugging my new rescue doggy..writing checks to my children.. because you can’t take it with you!!!

Love to all of you at Lettrs App
Hoping 2019 i...

BOLD
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December 26, 2018
 

New Year’s Eve

She walks into the ballroom
Shoulders straight, smile bright.
The long red gown flows down to just at her heals. Auburn hair streaked with grey.

Her husband, graying temples
with beautiful blonde waves
Wearing his broad shoulders
And barrel chest in silver suit
with red rose in his boutonnière,
offers his right arm to guide her into the center of the room.

In a room full of couples of all ages, a young man plays a beautiful series of songs on a Steinway grand piano.

She blinks in the fluttering light from a crystal chandelier.
Then ever so slowly the clapping begins-( the crowd slowly stands one at a time) and she recognizes her sons, sisters , brothers, cousins and the...

2019
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December 16, 2018
Bradenton, United States

Christmas

I write of love

Love that filled my lungs with air
Yet left me breathless...
Love that filled my mind with words
But left me speechless...

Love that brought tears of joy and sadness
At the same time...
Love that saved me yet stripped my old wounds open....
Love that smothered me with emotion
But left me exposed and shivering ...

Love so sweet and salty...
Love so bitter and rich...
Deep inside I hold it tightly.
My prize...
My penance...
My grief...
My loss...

And so was born a man
2018 years ago
Who loved us all though we did not deserve it..
He gave this power to us all- to love
As he did,
As we should
And we will.

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HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS
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November 25, 2018
Bradenton, United States

Going

Going on my friend,
Learning not to run.
Knowing that happiness
Is not the same as fun.
You can’t know how much I miss you..
Just to turn around to kiss you...
But I’m going on my friend.
Forward walking,
I can never turn around.

Going seems to be the trend,
Turning round the bend
Never looking back to see
The wastes and mistakes of me.
You don’t know how much I miss you...
Oh, to turn again and kiss you...
But I’m going on, old lover.
Forward walking slowly
With my eyes to the ground.
I can never turn around.

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UNICORN
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November 9, 2018
 

“Smile “

Mom.. what’s that thing they do?
“Who ?”
The kids at school .... they all lay down and turn out the lights after lunch. What is that called?
“It’s called a nap”
Why do they do it?
“Because they are tired “
Why are they tired?
“Because they run out of energy “
Why am I not tired?
“Because you must have more energy than most”

The next week when she picks him up at “nap time “ from school he is sitting in the hallway with his friend Lance, reading books together.
Teacher “your son just doesn’t get tired  so I let him stay up “... and so it goes for the next 24 years.

It’s Christmas time and after a big turkey dinner we spread out in lounge chairs to nap.....are you still doing t...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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October 31, 2018
 

The dangerous cold hearted man

Like a fire burning in his brain,
His desire for you so dangerous   
It will drive you both insane.

His love is as strong as his arms
And as weak as his loyalties
As he leads  you down a thorny lane.

You will crave him like a junky
Just waiting for the fix
No matter where the next high soars.

You will never have him all
So you will always want more
And each time leaves you empty
Even as it did before—
As if you were his whore.....

For you will wake to face the music
Of his never ending dance
With the lady who is worthless
And the lady worth romance.

You are both ladies ,
As you knew all along
That loving a cold hearted man
Is a discordant song.

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THE BEST THING
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