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I want to safeguard the environment and it’s heritage
Safeguarding requires conviction and compromise
But the most it takes is committment.
Safeguarding the interest of tomorrow is our responsibility and we cannot do away with it without trying our best

» Posted By ed On 09.21.2016 @ 7:47 am


The boy pointed to the candy bar that he wanted. The sharp shooter pointed his arrow at the enemy. The pointed mountain top was filled with trees. She pointed towards the stars.

» Posted By Ed On 09.06.2016 @ 9:03 am


Its from one thing to the other, but we all do it all the time.
I was gonna make this poem rhyme
And it does, so I guess the intention of it transformed
Ah transform what a great word
But growth is more important than change in my opinion.
You should do both.

» Posted By Ed On 05.19.2016 @ 10:01 am


It was in her interest to be noticed, to be photographed to, be seen. The headline called her elegant, and she was. Elegance had always been her secret weapon against the moose people of Feeno 1. They had succumbed to her beauty like all other races.

» Posted By Ed On 10.16.2014 @ 3:00 am


The baloon was blown up and had more than doubled its size.

» Posted By ed On 01.27.2014 @ 3:49 pm

The table had been extended and doubled its size.

» Posted By ed On 01.27.2014 @ 3:48 pm


house pleasant with dottedswiss, i am looking at the newsprint and see into you rye, all finger tips and pointilist painting. you are concentrating on the target, one mind the goal is realeased and the game is funneled.

» Posted By Ed On 06.15.2013 @ 10:40 am


My enemies will knock me down. Revert my smile, back to a frown.Push and pull, at my inner most fears. Slash my heart, blood on sheers.

» Posted By Ed On 04.30.2013 @ 9:58 am


Hitting a door with your hand. Seriously this is the act of hitting a door with your hand. If this word is followed by “ed up” it means you are pregnant. Knock is also a cool way of getting laid. although that doesn’t happen very often.

» Posted By ed On 02.27.2013 @ 7:02 pm


Now is what I think about all the time. It’s so immediate. I feel fear and self doubt and anger at Now. Why does Now have to be now? Can’t it be later? Can’t it never happen? Why does Now mean living?

» Posted By Ed On 12.27.2012 @ 9:22 am


this is it, the now
the way the time has come to me
the way it moves on to have my treasures

it’s now the time to be merry

ask me again in Spring

» Posted By Ed On 12.21.2012 @ 8:31 am


From under the depths of darkness. A sad child peeks out. He cautiously looks around. The sun is so harsh. He can’t see. The light feels good. He does not belong here.

» Posted By Ed On 11.28.2012 @ 10:54 am


He forgot to reveal exactly how it had happened. Now that it did he, himself was not sure how it had.

» Posted By Ed On 10.19.2012 @ 7:15 pm


This is a place where you can get in, i mean into anything. It can be an entrance into a building or a person, social group or pot of food. You can see an entrance into anything. Entrances are good, just make sure you can see you way out again.

» Posted By Ed On 10.17.2012 @ 11:32 pm


To think about a certain past event for a long period of time. Not letting it go.

» Posted By Ed On 06.23.2012 @ 9:55 pm


Sanctuary. If one could reach the large building at the top of the hill, they could be safe from anything. It was the only place in the world that could guarantee that. Safety. A place to catch your breath when the world around you was falling apart.

» Posted By ED On 06.14.2012 @ 12:43 pm



» Posted By Ed On 04.25.2012 @ 10:53 am


I am a professional developer I built software that back office people use to help them run their accounting functions quicker and be able to process billions of dollars worth of transactions

» Posted By Ed On 03.05.2012 @ 9:24 pm


In my grammar class, we talk a lot about form and function. Similarly, we have to work hard every day defining who we are and how we work in the context of our lives.

» Posted By Ed On 01.31.2012 @ 8:13 am


I went away and now I return. I have grown. I used to collect coke bottles and return them for a nickel apiece.

» Posted By Ed On 12.07.2011 @ 6:29 am


The holiday gathering was festive. The family was all home, all together. Like so many family dinners when the children were growing up, it was loud, raucous, and full of love.

» Posted By Ed On 12.05.2011 @ 6:35 am


I get tired of those who say that if you know the rules of grammar, you can break them. Most people need to learn the rules first so that they can obey them.

» Posted By Ed On 12.04.2011 @ 6:29 am


I have my routine every morning; it makes me comfortable. This routine provides a certain stability to my day. I can live without the stability that this routine affords.

» Posted By Ed On 12.03.2011 @ 7:00 am


Stand up straight! I was tall and felt uncomfortable. Slouching allowed me to blend, slouching was comfortable because without it I felt awkward and exposed.

» Posted By Ed On 12.02.2011 @ 8:16 am


I don’t dream of anywhere because I’m happy in my somewhere. I don’t dream of anywhere because nowhere is still a place of possibility.

» Posted By Ed On 12.01.2011 @ 5:49 am


I am a city boy, born and bred, although the skyline in the west is different than that of eastern cities. The west is postsuburban, without the hubs and tall buildings so prevalent in the major midwestern and eastern cities; instead, the skyline is roofs of houses, power lines, and mountains.

» Posted By Ed On 11.30.2011 @ 6:30 am


Rules structure the games we play and the work that we do. But rules always have gaps, for good or for ill. I read somewhere that the most creative thinking always occurs within the framework of the rules that limit our thinking.

» Posted By Ed On 11.21.2011 @ 6:32 am


She had a flair for the dramatic, a sense of timing that made her message more powerful. While all others around her expressed panic and uncertainty, the world slowed down, and the words grew larger, the meanings clear.

» Posted By Ed On 11.20.2011 @ 7:07 am


I grew up in a house that played cards. shuffle. Much of our social world revolved around pinochle, shanghai, cribbage. shuffle. You develop a sense of winning or losing, and also learned there was no room for compassion at the card table. shuffle.

» Posted By Ed On 11.19.2011 @ 7:04 am


I play. I play. It is a guilty pleasure. It is a break from work. Not that I’m obsessive, but the games are a break and let my mind turn away from a task at hand. At least, that’s what I tell myself.

» Posted By Ed On 11.18.2011 @ 6:47 am

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