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A Daily ReprieveThe Big Book of AA talks about recovering alcoholics having a "daily reprieve." What exactly does this mean?- Ani DiFranco Reprieve ReviewReview of Ani DiFranco's "Reprieve" album, a return to folk form but not a standout disc.
A LamentRaising kids is hard work. Sometimes you just need a break.- "Nothing's Planted..."Let this poem inspire you to take risks...and Fall.
- Mothers Need a Little Rest Too!Mothers deserve a much needed rest from time to time. Here is a way that this Yahoo AC contributor helps.
- What If We Kill an Innocent Man?Troy Davis is going to be killed by the state of Georgia on September 21, unless there is a last minute reprieve. Yet there is a good chance he did not commit the crime he will be executed for.
Cover My HeadThis is a poem about a little girl and the monsters in her room
Will You Be Ready for '4:44 Last Day on Earth'?Imagine you have been told that the end of the world is coming tomorrow morning at 4:44 a.m. There are no ifs, ands, or buts. It is going to happen. How would you spend your last remaining hours?
There's Something Special 'Bout the SeaA villanelle poem that expresses my deep love for the ocean.- Lessons I Don't like to TeachWhile he learns this lesson, I will be watching with angst-riddled heart. Hoping that the lesson sticks while the price is a piddling $5.
ReprieveVillanelle poem about the unpredictable day-to-day life of someone living with a chronic pain condition such as fibromyalgia.
Thank You SunI feel so blessed to wake up every morning to the beauty of my world, physically, spiritually and emotionally. Thankful to be here, I want to recognize the importance of the sun and all it does for us, What would a day be with out the sun?- V of XA poem about dreams
- Blame it All on a BushBlame everything on a plant, poem.
- The Settlement DealStory of how life deals its own hand.
Daytime ClosesA day glows warm and bright in the middle of winter. Often times when we are in the winter of life, we'll receive a reprieve and a brightness will come over our soul.
Taking Drugs for Parkinson's DiseaseEver get sick and tired taking all those pills? Ever wonder what would happen if you quit? A light-hearted look at the reality of medications that come with having a chronic illness.
When Your Faith Fortress is Under SiegeThough sometimes the answer to prayer, to the finite mind may seem long remember God is faithful, and He keeps His word. (Isaiah 55: 9-11).- FallA medium-length poem about Fall (Autumn). This is for everyone brought peace by the Fall season.
- "E" DaySometimes we can attain "chillin' out mode" in the most unusual of circumstances...and atypical settings!! Keep reading.....
AnthemAll of humanity is seeking, and sneaking, and speaking in tongues.We've all become numb assuming things have to be this way, well they don't...ok? I'm sick and tired of fearing, and hearing a note of apathy in the anthem that you sing to me.....
FumingIn a NOT SO QUIET moment one evening, in an attempt NOT to blow my top like a volcano, I let my fire spill out onto the keyboard.
A World LostFunny how fate allows us to teeter on the brink before snatching us back and showing us what life has in store
In the ParkIt's what happens every day.- Selecting the PunishmentWhen people disappoint us, do not love us, what is the correct punishment?
Love for Sale - Poetry for the Soul of TomorrowPoetry for anyone that loves poetry.- Fairmont Racetrack Gets a ReprieveFairmont racetrack, the only thoroughbred track in the area has been restored to 52 racing days this year.
- GENTLE RAINWhen I was a little girl I used to pray that the storm would be a "gentle" one. No lightning or thunder. This poem reminds me that even through the worst storm MY Lord was always there.
- FROM UP ABOVESome of you know, many years ago the Lord called me to be a motivational speaker. I asked Him to give me something easier. I am listening to Him now and waiting for my next "Divine Assignment."
Thanksgiving Reprieve or Not?Thanksgiving Haiku
Black BartA poem. A rhyme. 11/3/1883 Charles Earl Boles (born 1829- Disappeared around 1888), alias Black Bart Robbed his last known stagecoach, leaving a clue that would lead to his arrest. Mr. Boles was given 6yrs. but served 4yrs. and was released.- One Man's ThoughtsThe idea is simple, and dangerous. Create a poem out of a series of random thoughts.
The Bonfires' ReprieveReflections on fall and Halloween.- High School and Family GraduationWhy my cousin and I don't talk and why we should now that they ahve graduated.
Reprieve from Dusty DamnationThe thirst of the body. The tiredness of the body in disrepair. The ache of the body. The body asks to be save.
The TreeA living thing should be useful, if it is to live.
A Life Hangs in the BalanceThis is a poem for a cherished friend who met with a tragic accident on March 23, 2009! We continue to pray for him and the good people of AC continue to pray for him as well!- GoneA poem of intimate and personal nature.
- Sweet is the DestructionToo angry to sleep...
- A Spell of Makingshort poem
