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Sunset | misplacedbookworm
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Original poetry, every day. Thanks for dropping by misplacedbookworm! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; 2 Comments. 130906.04.45.30. With the setting sun,. Comes the revelation that. Life is just too short. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Create a f...
What You Can and Can’t Do… | misplacedbookworm
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Original poetry, every day. Thanks for dropping by misplacedbookworm! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! What You Can and Can’t Do…. Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; 4 Comments. 130914.04.40.42. You can’t camp out in summer without getting bit by bugs. You can’t come down with sickness without running out of drugs. You’ll never catch that big fish, and you’re never finding gold. But while that had you distracted, seems you’ve somehow gotten old. Nothing better ...
The Heart | misplacedbookworm
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Original poetry, every day. Thanks for dropping by misplacedbookworm! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; Leave a comment. 130907.03.53.27. The heart is a fist. You have to open it to. Hold on to someone. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to email (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window). Back to top ].
“Love Poetry” | misplacedbookworm
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Original poetry, every day. Thanks for dropping by misplacedbookworm! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! 8220;Love Poetry”. Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; Leave a comment. 130904.23.31.20. There is a phrase – ‘love poetry’,. As if there is any other kind. We don’t all write about love,. But, if not for love,. No one writes poetry because they. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Mary Jane | sarahterzo
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February 7, 2015 · 3:23 am. The air is soft. It parts the ways. As I drift content. Through a chemical haze. And birds fly higher. On the high wire. And me, in my journey. Seek to traipse over. The moments I miss. The taking of life. As the stopped clock winds down. Marching onward towards silence. And the earthworm’s crown. And still now, I dwell here,. And hide from the hunger. World Bank: disguise, wire, chemical, bloom. Leave a Comment Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
Savor the Night | sarahterzo
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The Wish →. August 7, 2013 · 2:20 pm. Slipping between the cool sheets. I lie, cushioned on softness. Feeling the silky smooth fabric. Caress my naked body,. Pressing in on all sides. In all the right places. Softly, the light fades. Outside my curtained window. The velvet darkness surrounds me. I’m soon to be. I close my eyes. And drift to dreams. Floating, flying, falling. From the last vestiges of consciousness. Into fluid, weightless wonder. Filed under General Poetry. The Wish →. On Savor the Night.
February | 2015 | sarahterzo
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Monthly Archives: February 2015. February 7, 2015 · 3:23 am. The air is soft. It parts the ways. As I drift content. Through a chemical haze. And birds fly higher. On the high wire. And me, in my journey. Seek to traipse over. The moments I miss. The taking of life. As the stopped clock winds down. Marching onward towards silence. And the earthworm’s crown. And still now, I dwell here,. And hide from the hunger. World Bank: disguise, wire, chemical, bloom. February 7, 2015 · 3:12 am. 8220;Well, I know by...
Fingerprints | sarahterzo
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Savor the Night →. August 5, 2013 · 8:20 am. It’s only at night. When the hours limp by. Like broken horses, as they pass. When my mind turns to you again. My veteran of plastic bracelets. Nurse’s stations, too white walls. You were a fistful of sand I could not hold. You blew through my life. Like a sudden storm. Fierce with bursts of thunder. And all too brief. A million little deaths. In the silences between the days. I remember you, my friend. I will never forget you. Poetry of Grief and Emotion.
Savor the Night | sarahterzo
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The Wish →. August 7, 2013 · 2:20 pm. Slipping between the cool sheets. I lie, cushioned on softness. Feeling the silky smooth fabric. Caress my naked body,. Pressing in on all sides. In all the right places. Softly, the light fades. Outside my curtained window. The velvet darkness surrounds me. I’m soon to be. I close my eyes. And drift to dreams. Floating, flying, falling. From the last vestiges of consciousness. Into fluid, weightless wonder. Filed under General Poetry. The Wish →. On Savor the Night.
August | 2013 | sarahterzo
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Monthly Archives: August 2013. August 7, 2013 · 2:20 pm. Slipping between the cool sheets. I lie, cushioned on softness. Feeling the silky smooth fabric. Caress my naked body,. Pressing in on all sides. In all the right places. Softly, the light fades. Outside my curtained window. The velvet darkness surrounds me. I’m soon to be. I close my eyes. And drift to dreams. Floating, flying, falling. From the last vestiges of consciousness. Into fluid, weightless wonder. Filed under General Poetry.
The Wish | sarahterzo
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Mary Jane →. February 7, 2015 · 3:12 am. You need to go,” she had said.” Just because my old bones are tired today and I have a nasty cold doesn’t mean you should miss the outing. I know how much you enjoy it. Maybe you can strike up a friendship with one of the men in the group. You know Albert Hampton has been asking me about you. Maybe you could have lunch with him.”. Melanie,” Claire and replied. “You know I’m not interested in him.”. How old were you thirty-five? How much is this bracelet? While rid...
Fingerprints | sarahterzo
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Savor the Night →. August 5, 2013 · 8:20 am. It’s only at night. When the hours limp by. Like broken horses, as they pass. When my mind turns to you again. My veteran of plastic bracelets. Nurse’s stations, too white walls. You were a fistful of sand I could not hold. You blew through my life. Like a sudden storm. Fierce with bursts of thunder. And all too brief. A million little deaths. In the silences between the days. I remember you, my friend. I will never forget you. Poetry of Grief and Emotion.
About | sarahterzo
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Sarah Terzo is a writer and poet who has been published in a number of magazines and webzines. This site has links to all her work online as well as original fiction and poetry. Leave a Comment Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out.
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Misplaced Baggage | Warning: Interpretations may vary
Warning: Interpretations may vary. October 26, 2008 in Adoptee. Where has the time gone? Thinking about it makes me want to scream at woman considering giving up their babies to stop. Do they understand the vulnerable position in which they place us? Did they ever consider it? I’m sure many were convinced they were doing what was best for themselves and their babies. Maybe they were in some situations, but it doesn’t feel like it from where I’m standing now. It ain’t coca cola, it’s rice. Everybody they ...
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Author Interview with Brian O’Hare! Author Interview with Brian O’Hare (writer of Fallen Men and The Doom Murders – check out my review for The Doom Murders here! What are your ambitions for your writing career? Not so much a ‘career’ as a stop/start series of writing impulses. I am retired and only write as a hobby. Hence I don’t have any ambitions other than, I suppose, to have people read my stuff. That would be an achievement of sorts. Which writers inspire you? So, what have you written? I am workin...
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misplacedbookworm | original poetry, every day
Original poetry, every day. Thanks for dropping by misplacedbookworm! Take a look around and grab the RSS feed. To stay updated. See you around! Latest Entries ». What You Can and Can’t Do…. Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; 4 Comments. 130914.04.40.42. You can’t camp out in summer without getting bit by bugs. You can’t come down with sickness without running out of drugs. You’ll never catch that big fish, and you’re never finding gold. Filed under: Original Poetry. Mdash; Leave a comment. You stormed...
A Misplaced Boy | “Not that it matters, but most of what follows is true.” William Goldman
Not that it matters, but most of what follows is true. William Goldman. A Kick in the Head. So, changes are afoot…or ahead…re. your favorite blog. It’s not going away, but it’s going to be on hold for Continue reading →. Song: Long. Post: Short. So a friend and supporter of le blog recently reminded me that I should post more and I have long Continue reading →. Random Movie Review – Last Man Standing. Coming Out Through the Fog. Random Movie Review – Mercury Rising.
MisplacedBrit - Simple, creative family life from Expat Brit Mamma in Sweden -MisplacedBrit
Simple, creative family life. Biscuits & Cookies. Cupcakes & Muffins. Sweet bread & scones. Breakfast & Brunch. Sides, Dips & Sauces. Babies & Toddlers. Silent Sunday, week 7 – 2016. On 14 februari, 2016. Posted in Photography. Silent Sunday, week 6 – 2016. On 7 februari, 2016. Posted in Photography. Find out more about why we built our Igloo, the heart behind the Coloured Ice Igloo Community Park and stunning night shots, here. Silent Sunday, week 5 – 2016. On 31 januari, 2016. Posted in Photography.
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Misplaced Canadian | Follow my adventures outside of Canada!
Follow my adventures outside of Canada! Canadian Discoveries in California #10: Yelp. So I hit 10. And there’s still so much to learn about California. At least I have a few more years left to become a (in Katy Perry’s words) “California Gurl”. Haha! Before I got to Berkeley, I had no idea what Yelp was. We just didn’t have that kind of thing in Toronto, at least that I am aware of. So while I do appreciate the horrible experiences Yelp could save me, I must admit there haven’t been many prevented ...
A Misplaced Canuck
The ramblings of Canuck living in a Yankee world. Wednesday, July 21, 2010. A crazy roller coaster summer( so far at least). Posted by Craig at 11:31 PM. Saturday, June 05, 2010. Now that the school year is finally over(YEAH! I had to come to grips with how I really felt about leaving Rocklin. Elementary. Although I'm really excited about getting the opportunity to help start a new school, it was much harder than I thought it would be to say goodbye to my old school. Rocklin. Posted by Craig at 9:21 PM.
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Hello, welcome to my site. In 2013 I decided to write a cookery book. A gathering of recipes: some that I´d brought from Northern Europe and adapted to this region; others picked up whilst working. In a few key Algarve kitchens and needless to say, still more gained by exhaustive investigation in the form of eating and drinking. Though not gathered in any chronological order they’re an accurate record of the dishes I’ve been cooking here, in and around Tavira, a small town in the East Algarve.
