Monthly Archives: April 2015

When Two Stars Meet – A Poem

When I was younger, there was a star I used to wish upon. I would always be able to find it in the sky as it shone the brightest. It was with me through thick and thin, guiding me through … Continue reading

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Free Sparkle! (or Free Books!)

Everyone loves free books, right? I know I do. I’m going to be celebrating this weekend for two reasons: I’m moving in with the man I love (YAY!) and I’ll be taking part in the MS Walk again, with him … Continue reading

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Body Music – A Poem

I try to think of my body as an orchestra. The musicians are busy warming up and getting ready to play something wonderful. I listen to the musicians warming up all their instruments. The pains and spasms in my body … Continue reading

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Lies I Told by Michelle Zink – A Book Review

Grace knows that everyone lies. She also knows that she’s living one. To the outside world, she is part of the perfect family: devoted parents, loving brother. She is a girl with the world at her fingertips. What the world … Continue reading

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Clouds and Spirit Wind – A Poem

My mind is full of clouds and my spirit is the wind. The clouds are shaped like you. I can see the outline of your chin, the strong set of your jaw, it’s disapproving frown seeming to mock me as … Continue reading

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Dance Across the Page – A Poem

In the dream, I’m talking about my writing, about the novel I’m working on, the poems that I’m writing, the short stories I’m bringing to life. I see myself in the dream and my face looks so lively, animated. I … Continue reading

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You Are the Gift – A Poem

There was a box sitting on the table. It was an ordinary kind of box, beige and plain, but there were markings on the side, as if if had travelled all over the world. I looked at the box. “What’s … Continue reading

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