0.0 00 Big Bang for Little Billy This was the first Christmas Billy was old enough to speak when he saw his gifts under the sparkling tree. His parents were waiting to hear what he’d say. Billy laughed and jumped and clapped his hands. With a big smile, he shouted “Santa brought me these!” Then Daddy picked Billy up, bounced him on his knee […]
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0.0 00 Young Priest, Old Priest Everyone in the neighborhood was surprised when Bill McIntyre entered the seminary to study for the priesthood. He had been dating girls since early in high school and had been engaged since graduating from college to a lovely young lady. He often spoke about wanting to have a big family since he himself […]
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0.0 00 CLICHÉD Beggars can’t be choosers, For there is no choice for losers, And as paupers we must stand with open hand. Seeing is believing, But can also be deceiving When you’re grieving that you’re down and out again. Cruising for a bruising, If you’re thin-skinned, makes excusing Your intrusions not so simple of a chore. […]
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0.0 00 On Purpose By: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore Not on water do I walk and, it’s true, I’m challenged by dry land. I can do, though, what I can. It is that alone which matters. All else lingers… shiny and superfluous, full of false promises and deception. I can, however, is honest, humble, bold! And I know that which I can is […]
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0.0 00 FLIPPING OUT Every seven-fifty grand Earth performs a sleight of hand When magnetic north and south Make a total turnabout. Sun does same each dozen years Minus one, when sunspots clear. Relatively quick event Due to plasma turbulent. Earth contains no plasma hot, Just a core of molten rock. But this has the same […]
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0.0 00 ‘Misery Of Living’ On a first name basis at my hometown pharmacy Solace is an orange bottle that says I still have five refills remaining The same faceless people accompany me on the trolley I’ve witnessed the benefits of Christianity at the light of life but God is still a stranger All alone amongst the crowd people carry […]
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0.0 00 The Face of Death The doctor has seen the face of death on many occasions. He has seen scars and lacerations. His duty, his call the doctor has seen it all.
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0.0 00 Strangers Waiting For 2 Different Trains We both spent hours waiting on the line for a ticket to Shakespeare in the Park. I saw her on the blades of grass, supine while I stood up behind her on a lark I’d talk to her. “What’s the play about,” she asked, before I knelt on down beside her to […]
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0.0 00 Sending My Love Across The Distance Our childhood was shared with laughter and tears. Two grown women talking over coffee warmed up my mind whenever I thought ahead, but where has that future gone now? We never saw that distance grow between us, and now there lies the bridge built between where I stand and where you […]
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0.0 00 Echoes Sometimes… laughter echoes, hollow, haunting and mean. Mocking memories and gnawing away at the mangled pieces left behind. Raw, aching moments past, their humor lost. The memory though still too near. ~Chanacee Ruth-Killgore Author Bio: Chanacee Ruth-Killgore lives in East Tennessee with her husband, Michael, and their two wild and crazy pups, […]
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