Tag: art
group name: crapzilla
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April 13, 2008 09:55 AM EDT --
On again, off agian
The only places we have been
Accusing me of sin
With draconian discipline
On and on, often wrong
Your lie had me often gone
I knew no one was there . . . more
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June 05, 2008 10:11 AM EDT --
Tentwostudios count down to Fathers day!
She has some wonderful images and great photographs to share for your craftwork, card making, scrap booking needs!
Hope you enjoy as . . . more
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April 14, 2008 05:41 PM EDT --
"For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh Findeth;
And to Him that knocketh it shall be opened." ~ Matthew 7:8
Photo is Courtesy of an anonymous . . . more
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June 09, 2008 09:51 PM EDT --
The first five days my husband is out of town are usually a bit of a gift. I can do whatever I want without any judgment, I think smugly. Of course, my wildness these days seems to consist . . . more
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May 18, 2008 08:36 AM EDT --
Equality Of The Sexes. What Happened To The Nude Male?
I think that most reasonable people would agree that the concept . . . more
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June 26, 2008 03:11 PM EDT --
Thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee.
Psalm 86:5 KJV
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May 04, 2008 05:38 PM EDT --
I picked this up on a friend's recommendation, and I am so glad I did!
Here's the info from the back of the book:
"The Glass Castle is a remarkable memoir of resilience and redemption, . . . more
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June 18, 2008 10:53 PM EDT --
While visiting the Krohn's Conservatory Butterfly Exhibition 2008 in Cincinnati Ohio, I found the butterflies were not the only interesting things to look at. There were statues, or I guess . . . more
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June 11, 2008 12:17 AM EDT --
I listen to this every morning before starting to study. Matisyahu. A Jewish rapping beatboxer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6MDKbl_SHE
There's also this if you'd want to hear something . . . more
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May 10, 2008 02:55 PM EDT --
I took my son, daughter, mother and grandmother to a tea today at the Bavarian Inn Restaurant to celebrate Mother's Day.
There was an empty glass vase in the center of the table when we were seated. . . . more
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June 28, 2008 07:58 AM EDT --
Alike flower ( to Shelbia)
Like a flower I born and die in the same day
And, reborn on the morning next.
Present is like the milk bottle, turns up filled on
Every morning . . . more
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June 04, 2008 07:52 AM EDT --
Purple sky(in my head)
Purple sky. Leaves have just turned dark
From the golden. Eyes never tire.
This time they come for medicines,
Close the windows of the gray asylum.
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June 22, 2008 02:12 AM EDT --
Dark glasses
A lazy sky almost falls on his head.
Tunnels of light move through his small planet.
The explosion of mixed flower's color,
(How much . . . more
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June 27, 2008 07:50 AM EDT --
Hope? What is it to her?
She presses the top of her walking stick
as if it is the "hope", personified.
Count the number of the thud of its strokes
on the gravel path . . . more
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June 29, 2008 05:07 AM EDT --
Euro 2008: an unofficial poem
No slipup is now allowed. He utters
them, the words; as her hand slips into his.
The knockout level is a sphere where
the atmospheric pressure . . . more
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June 06, 2008 02:57 AM EDT --
The tree
The tree that has opted for an escape from spring
Stands forlorn, in the midst of the greens frolicking.
Waiting only for its favorite bird to come
Tugging down small . . . more
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June 19, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
A snippet on an afternoon
Chirping in a mango trove,
lazy afternoon
is in an exploit to pass time.
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June 26, 2008 11:50 AM EDT --
Gold or whatever
When he saw it, the color of the melted sun,
the old man with rheumatic fingers and a plow,
slow with age; thought it was a toy part belonged to
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July 02, 2008 08:23 AM EDT --
Cat at the dead- end
At the dead-end it unfurls its nails, sharp.
A steep wall is watching the lone cat's back.
Its feeling of being betrayed gives shivers.
A wall that . . . more
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July 03, 2008 08:07 AM EDT --
Legacy ( tall tales Gather Thursday writing essential )
The 3 years old. He waited for the bag.
He waited with tense keenness, impatience,
waited for the carpetbag to come home.
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