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Heart to Paper

June 30, 2008

click the pencil
advance the lead
make the marks
regret the words
sigh
erase the choices
wipe the remains
click the pencil
advance the lead

again

and again

and again

make the marks
enjoy the words
smile

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Through Winter Windows

January 08, 2010

Trace of footfalls pierce glistening white, tokens of travellers. Bygone origins, trivial destinations. Blinding reflections as icy air sneaks through unseen fissures. Warmth beckons and beauty is abandoned.

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Whispers

July 18, 2008

Faded pages whisper of the woman who bore me. They whisper her heart, her dreams, her cares. I read and strain and caress the whispers.

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My pen

August 13, 2008

has set silent, lonely. It waits for my muse. Or an assignment. Soon. Very soon.

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Terri: I've been a born-again child of God since 1966; a wife to my Hero since 1981; a Mom since 1985; and a Nana since 2003. I'm a writer and I've been writing for as long as I can remember. I drove my 2nd grade teacher crazy with stories.

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