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Lone Cactus – Cecile's blog
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As told by the she…. 30 days 30 writers. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,773 other followers. 30 DAYS 30 WRITERS. There would be no tears. There are so many things that can trigger the insanity that comes with the increasing knowledge of your loneliness, but silence is not one, oddly enough. You like the silence of the walls of your house. You like to strain, to hear the story of the bees in the distance&#...Or yo...
For Love of Peace. – Cecile's blog
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As told by the she…. 30 days 30 writers. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,773 other followers. 30 DAYS 30 WRITERS. There would be no tears. For Love of Peace. You’re just like your mother. You take deep breaths watching as the rain water kisses the window a slow romantic French kiss almost like the one that had just happened. You bite your lips. You are not like your mother. You are not like your mother. You try to...
Aunty – Cecile's blog
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As told by the she…. 30 days 30 writers. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,773 other followers. 30 DAYS 30 WRITERS. There would be no tears. We call her aunty. We drag it, leaving out the. Sound in the word and puncturing the. Sound, so it ends up something like o. I loved to listen to stories about Aunty and this small home of mine which had been owned by my Grandmother but devolved to my Mother as the first child.
Angel of Death – Cecile's blog
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As told by the she…. 30 days 30 writers. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,773 other followers. 30 DAYS 30 WRITERS. There would be no tears. He even has a cap on. He has a big belly which pushes his. Out the way the bump of six month old pregnancy would push out a woman’s maternity gown. I know he is death because I have seen him before. I know he is death because he has a smug look on his face. My hands are beginni...
My Ugly Cousin. – Cecile's blog
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As told by the she…. 30 days 30 writers. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 1,773 other followers. 30 DAYS 30 WRITERS. There would be no tears. Have you met my ugly cousin? Have you seen her red eyes of hatred and her white tongue of hurtful words? Have you studied her callous hands the evil she crafts with them? Have you listened to the slowness of her words, the way they buzz in your ears to annoy you? When I was reg...
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WHEN THE MIDNIGHT OIL RUNS DRY | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. WHEN THE MIDNIGHT OIL RUNS DRY. October 13, 2013. What do you do when your oil runs out? Now verse 5 of Matthew 25 tells me the groom was delayed. Remember the word delayed. What do you do when your groom is delayed? What are you going to do when your groom has been delayed and your oil is running dry? Natural reactions are beginning to set in: anxiety, panic, fear, disappointments, depression these creepy feelings are keeping you company and making you feel even much worse&...
Open Your Mouth | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. October 17, 2013. 8230;Speak Out…. Ref Scripture: Exodus 7:2. After God told Moses that He has made him a god unto Pharaoh, He gave him an instruction…”See, I have made you a God to Pharaoh…You shall speak all that I command you” It was not enough for Moses to SEE, He also had to SPEAK. Even though God had made him a god to Pharaoh, he had to use his mouth to manifest his authority. Thought For The Day: A closed mouth is a closed destiny…Dr. David Oyedepo. What Do You See?
What Do You See? | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. What Do You See? October 16, 2013. 8230;What Do You See…. Ref Scripture: Exodus 7:1. The Believer is fully blessed and fully made to live the best life; but whether or nor he will truly live it depends on him. The Apostle Peter says God has given us ALL things that pertain to life and godliness (2Pet. 1:3). There is nothing God should do that He hasn’t done already, it is now up to us to position ourselves to manifest what is resident in us. What you are running away from sh...
Obeying Divine Instructions | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. October 31, 2013. 8230;Obeying Divine Instructions…. Ref Scripture: Exodus 9:18-21. Whenever God wants to protect man from an impending destruction, what He usually does is to release an instruction. Man’s obedience to that instruction is what will rescue him from that destruction. Sadly, many of us are too familiar with God that we disregard some of the instructions He gives us, and when the destruction dawns as a result, we blame Him for allowing it happen. Thought For The...
Sunday NUGGET | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. October 20, 2013. Happy sunday. It is a beautiful sunday here, and I am so loving it. 8230;And then I woke up, and checked the wall clock…and it was 11:05am. What? Did I just sleep for 11hours? How did it happen? How could I have slept for so long? I started running helter skelter so I could rush down to the venue. That’s how to mess the devil up. Your attention is too valuable to give to any devil. He is under your feet…and there, he is subject to you! In between, my birthd...
Utteredsilences | Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? | Page 2
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Ah, there you are, tea or coffee? Newer posts →. August 19, 2015. Blazing brightly, beautiful. That’s what she was. And burn she did. With an intensity that was so frightening and exhilarating. Each breath she took was smoke. And her eyes sparkled,. Ina n jo, ogiri o sa. Well these walls spoke to their legs. And their backs are now shadows. The men who have tasted her,. Have their soot coloured scars to show,. Have their sizzled hearts worn on their sleeves for the world to see,. She had no fear. Diamond...
June | 2016 | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. For Rebecca Masika Kasuva. Let’s assume it wasn’t flies. Buzzing all around you,. Let’s imagine it being children. Of mothers you saved but still had to die. With those children still inside them. Let’s agree to call you a light,. No, the sun, for heaven does know loss. Gloomier than darkness when you ceased to shine. You stopped counting at 22. And when you rose,. Puss and blood trickling your thighs. You showed us how to be strong. Enter your ...
Appreciation Day | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. December 7, 2014. Hello guys. It’s been a while since I last dropped something here. My last piece might need some review (for the lack of a better word) but I don’t think I’d do such. Bucolics couldn’t teach you. That nature takes a course, beautiful. How come mother’s cry sears not your heart? That you vigorously furrow her loins? I’ve heard your chants, afar and loud. A broom palmed,. An umbrella held by your armpit. For a system that yields.
Divine Insurance | The Wisdom House
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Adding Value, Touching Lives. October 28, 2013. 8230;Divine Insurance…. Ref Scripture: Exodus 9:4. God isn’t just committed to keeping me, He is committed to keeping anything that belongs to me. Can I show you proof from Scripture? From today, I like you to walk in this understanding because it is understanding that activates the covenant. Nothing is permitted to be lost or to die in your hands. Thought For The Day: Whatever God gives, God keeps. Work Point: Have you lost anything? The Set Time →. Erika ...
Half truth | thoughts of a phonic phoenix
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Thoughts of a phonic phoenix. Thoughts ushered in silence…. October 19, 2015. You’ve made it all the way. To the labour room of half truth. Wondering when you were conceived. On the bed of rumours, groping. Stuck in your mouth, looking for a way. Out of this mess. You’ve known these streets. That stretch down the abyss. For years. pioneering. The truth is exile. But you wouldn’t start hijrah. For the sake of thousands. Only to lay as dust or stone in the tongue of man. This is the bridge. June 28, 2016.
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Sunday, June 21, 2015. Just Like Those Many Years Ago ©. This original song has been registered with the Library of Congress and we are offering it to recording artists and record producers with the hopes that it might be recorded. Lyrics written and sung here by Bill Longworth with Music and Guitar Accompaniment by Murray McCollom, both of Oshawa, Ontario, Canada. Just Like Those Many Years Ago ©. Bill Longworth (lyrics), Murray McCollom (music). D) But that was so (A) many (D) years (A) a/(G)go. WeR...
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The Spider and the Dragon. Reggie, Part 1. Reggie, Part 2. Reggie, Part 3. Reggie, Part 4. Reggie, Part 5. Reggie, Part 6. Reggie, Part 7. Reggie, Part 8. Reggie, Part 9. Stories of the Strange and Fantastic. Check out his most recent publication, Stilton's Crossroads, in issue 140 of Squawk Back Magazine by clicking the link below:. Welcome to Tales by Bob, the online home for the writer Robert "Bob" McGough.
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Welcome to the Tales by Bob blog, where you can read me ramble on about my writing! I write horror, southern gothic, fantasy, and steampunk! Some of which has been published! A bit about Bob! Contact me here, or on my website Talesbybob.com. If you have not yet dived into the world of board games, past your routine childhood ones of Life and Monopoly, then I can fairly safely say you have never played a game like this before. And, boy, have you been missing out! Read more Dixit: A Review. Inspired by Bra...
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Tales by Carmen Saptouw | Children Books that Inspire and Entertain
Tales by Carmen Saptouw. Children Books that Inspire and Entertain. Free Christmas Children Rhyme Book. December 23, 2016. Is a Festive Rhyme about a father who convinces his children to help him decorate their Christmas tree in the hope that they will remember the true joys of Christmas Time. This beautiful Christmas rhyme is perfect to share with the entire family during this festive time. Click Here to Download Christmas Time. Merry Christmas Everyone and have a Blessed Festive Season! October 30, 2016.
Cecile's blog | as told by the african…
As told by the african…. August 7, 2015. August 7, 2015. Mama liked to pray. It was the first thing she did in the morning and the last thing she did at night. She sat on her bed, very close to the window; a pink and blue scarf tied to her head and prayed. She nodded a lot while she prayed. Sometimes, it was her wrinkled […]. There would be no tears. June 15, 2015. June 15, 2015. Crying machine.” S. He gave you the name because you were always crying like an. Emere to tobi, bawo lo se ma n travel? Since ...
TALES BY CINDY
HAPPY 2014……. January 13, 2014. Hello Lovely Peeps,. Happy New Year to everyone. Hope you all enjoyed the celebrations. I am so sorry i went a bit AWOL! I promise i will be more faithful this year. And to kick things off here is one my fave quotes…. Click to print (Opens in new window). Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window). January 13, 2014. Facebook: ht...
TALES, Stories, Poetry and other Stuff by DON BOBBITT
BOOKS written by DON. Monday, March 10, 2014. How I made a State Trooper MAD, and walked away smiling! How I made a State Trooper Mad! A true story from my past. This is a true story about a Young Sailors first speeding tickets from a Trooper in Virginia. Why he got the tickets and the hilarious way it all happened. Posted by Don Bobbitt. Links to this post. Labels: A Sailors story. Justice of the Peace. Tuesday, December 17, 2013. Racing Clouds with Black Bellies,. Bursting across the fairways. They lie...
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Short Stories and Inspirations by Freddy S. Zalta
About Freddy and his Tales. Chance Encounters A Novella. Short Stories and Inspirations by Freddy S. Zalta. From the deepest recesses of a strange mind. By Freddy S. Zalta. The Pianist chapters 3,4,5. By Freddy S. Zalta. He was born to play the ivory keys. His mother was a classical pianist and when he was an infant crying – she would put him in his playpen and play Tchaikovsky. Chopin, Bach, Beethoven. And of course, Mozart. His mother, Bertha, was born in Hungary. At the age of six he was able to play ...
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