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It sat as a reminder of who she once was, yet how could such a meaningless vase, filled to overflowing with lilies, ever come close to the memory of her short and fleeting life?
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.20.2010 @ 12:38 pm
I decided, upon looking back to previous entries, that I am stuck firmly in the past. Today I commit to seeing beyond what I already know, to learn something new from the present.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.19.2010 @ 12:15 pm
When my heart hurts and I cannot see for the tears, I look through a different lens, and live one moment at a time…
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.18.2010 @ 2:42 pm
He dragged me about 30 feet as he chased the rabbit and I held onto the leash.
Bummer – what kind of word is that to write about??
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.16.2010 @ 5:33 am
Long ago, and far away there lived a girl who had been forgotten. She lounged in the sun and basked in the moonlight, remembering all who had touched her life in some way.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.13.2010 @ 4:59 am
I plopped into this world and landed in arms that I thought were secure. As the years passed, I realzed I had to make my own security.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.12.2010 @ 5:53 am
the woods were silent and I was basking in the serenity of it all. Suddenly I heard a the crunching of limbs and leaves, and as i got to my feet, a bear appeared from the woods and we stood, face to face.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.09.2010 @ 7:10 am
My life has been a series of one chaotic experience after another. To have some kind of order would be wonderful.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.08.2010 @ 8:33 am
there’s a storm brewing in the shadows of my mind. Chaos is her name.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.07.2010 @ 9:46 am
Thinking about my childhood, I realize now that all the wonderful things they say about childhood is a myth – at least in my case.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.06.2010 @ 4:12 am
I silence my mind and slow my breathing for meditation, but my mind is nothing but mud.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.05.2010 @ 6:15 am
What would I give for peace and contentment? I have already pawned my soul, and for what? The promise of a better day?
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.04.2010 @ 7:38 am
I salute the dawn as she rises above me, spreading her glorious wings and giving the new day its flight.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.02.2010 @ 6:27 am
Whenever his lips move I know he is lying. He lies because that’s what liars do. It doesn’t mean I feel compelled ever to believe…
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.27.2010 @ 5:03 pm
Her mane was silky and blonde, her ears felt like velvet, and she could run like the wind.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.26.2010 @ 6:31 am
There is but one place that I belong….where the waves tickle my feet and lull me to sleep. I am hopeful that the disaster will not change this place forever….
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.24.2010 @ 9:59 am
As the days come and go, the tide ebbs and flows, and I hang onto my dreams as I go with the flow…
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.23.2010 @ 1:37 am
What can I say about bleach? Don’t get it on your jeans!
I want a new word!
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.22.2010 @ 5:42 am
The shadows gather in the corridors and the waltz of memories begins. I shudder involuntarily as they reach out to me, pulling me into the eye of yesteryear.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.21.2010 @ 5:33 am
My father was the leader of the revolt against my mother. He is not the father I wanted, but he is no longer the father he used to be…and that is good.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.20.2010 @ 4:16 am
There are days that the darkness consumes me. Shadows lurking in the corridors of my mind leap at me, taunting me with memories of yesterday.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.18.2010 @ 6:12 am
I was at work when I placed my feet upon my desk. A giggle surfaced from the other side of the room and I turned to see who it was. My coworker pointed to my feet and I saw that my socks were not matching.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.17.2010 @ 4:45 am
I crouched within the corridors of my mind. The shadows taunting me with memories. I close my eyes and wait for the fallout of reality.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.16.2010 @ 4:58 am
There is a place inside me that directs where I go, what I do. I am driven by the unseen and accosted by my own obstacles.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.15.2010 @ 10:42 am
Wash away the tears and pick me up. Hold me to the light and breathe new life into me. I am new again. I am whole. I am.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.14.2010 @ 6:10 am
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I see their smiles and I wonder at the honesty of the expression. The eyes are what tell the story. Eyes that smile cannot lie.
» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 06.13.2010 @ 8:32 am