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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore 
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Kaile, This is cute  |
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Yu Lan Senior Member
since 2000-04-13
Posts 1462New Zealand |
wow!! geez how do u do that with so few words?!!! hehe, cute, strong, short, and very sweet.. ^_^ hehe, brilliant, Kaile.. *_^ as usual, huh? ^_^ Lynne |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
bringing this up, eager for more comments and another ode to writer's block Ode to Writer's Block Writing in vain Drowning in pounding rain Dying under torrents of pain |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
ow my thoughts are like a flowing river my pen brusts with poems...suddenly it shivers. no ones come...who put a dam in my fountion of inspiration? a wonderful poem kaile, you summed up writers block perfectly in those 5 words. A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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Dennis L. White Senior Member
since 2000-02-17
Posts 1463Michigan, U.S.A. |
Kaile, do you remember this one? Writers Block Tanka Blank paper stares back Defiantly mocking me I grab my scissors Fold and cut pattern outline I now laugh, at paper dolls! Next sheet taunts me too Laughing at my feeble ploy To regain control. It gets folded in defeat Origami, sweet revenge! The sheets that remain Whisper of my sure demise Fall in the shredder. Inspiration now arrives Where'd all my darn paper go? Your ode sums it up so well! nice work! Dennis :^) [This message has been edited by Dennis L. White (edited 06-24-2000).] |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
see i'm yrying to read all of your work. this is great kind of like my work short and with alot of meaning. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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