Creative Writing

The Backside

1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

A hundred stories blew right by Unseen by the naked eye, a hundred and one If you count the one so wind-soaked, water-logged and beat down There is nothing left…

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Bright Possibilities

1419 1118 Jody Lee Collins

“’sa bizzy pace, Boppa. “ “What’s that, pal?” “’sa bizzy pace. All zeese bepo.” “All these people. That’s right, it’s a busy place, buddy.” Allan Jenkins’ eyes scanned the airport…

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Hand Over My Heart

1920 1186 Sarah Rennicke

I haven’t realized just how scared I am of handing over my heart to You until the wrappers of my self-denial peel off and I delicately hold its fragile contents…

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Beatitudes for Troubled Times

1920 1280 Robert Rife

Blessed is the one who awoke to draw breath for another day. Blessed is the one who sees him/herself in the eyes of another. Blessed is the one who appreciates the…

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May 18, 1980

1920 1126 Daniel Baker

Spring sun:​ races across the plowed fields​ flows over the tall grasses​ pushes past a stand of oaks​ spills over the gully’s edge​ breaks the broad basement windows​ animates a…

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Let Me Put It This Way

1920 1248 Elizabeth Marshall

The fetal position was an option Always But so was one foot in front of the other If you read this, say, 50 years from now You should know There…

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On New Birth

1920 1280 Elizabeth Marshall

I remember. Forgetting is not an option. And if it was, I would choose to recall every fragment of the story. Remembering and forgetting sit with mystery and paint the…

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Why I Long to Run With Abandon to My God

1920 1280 Stephanie Thompson

Arms stretched wide; a posture of surrender and vulnerability forthcoming. Not in front to push away or self protect Legs moving forward as in autopilot; I can barely feel the…

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The Halls

1920 1280 Jason Ramsey

These are halls where souls go to die. Where agony parlays grief and fluorescent beams shock minds into submission. Where clamoring “it is finished” reverberates against concrete walls and rings…

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Holy Saturday Matins

1920 1440 Daniel Baker

He came among the broken to break,​ to trample death with death, ruin with ruin. Suffering weakness to draw the weak;​ with us​ in our​ defeat.  

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Daughter You Are Extraordinary

1920 1280 Eve Harrell

I have a great love for Roses.  Red, white, yellow, pink, they are all beautiful.  Oh, if I could only sit in front of a rose and watch it bloom. …

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In My Heart An Altar

1920 1280 Catherine Lawton

While I stand here before the Lord or sit and meditate, My heart still at an altar bows; and that I contemplate. An altar by my parents stood, with me…

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