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Power Play
The balance of power shifts, And my mouth is bitter with it. I don’t want this, Never asked for it, Don’t like what it does to me. I spit it out. Peace is not keeping a foot, Firmly on the jugular of who has forfeited the right To make demands. Who is in debt of…
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Nature’s Icy Majesty: A Poetic Reflection
The trees covered in finest jewels, Every crackle bark edge, crooked branch, stub of a twig, Glistening with diamonds, But they sleep while their limbs are so adorned. The sun, bright, with heat not enough to reach the living, Bending rays between gravestones. The people sleep with no concern about wind chill. Dead eyes at…
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Read.Write.Read.Write
This post is for you, writer, who could be locked in a room with a word processor on a laptop, or even a pen and a notebook and you would be content for a very, very, very long time. Sometimes, a writer needs to put aside their own work and get lost in someone else’s…
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You’re Entitled to Your Opinion
No one needs to find beauty in the way I look. No one needs to agree with what I stand for. No one needs to admire the inner workings of me. No one even has to like me. They may very well hate me, Maybe fear me. Maybe give me a hug. So here I…
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Where Does My Help Come From?
The girl, bent not in tearful prayer, but with clenched fists. Silently stoking the fire of anger, till the cold of the marble floor took it away. She came to the church in desperation. She looked up, color lit men even here. No different than those that kept her prisoner, groveling for crumbs at the…
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My First Indy Published Novel
Yes! For all you writers who are running the marathon of getting a first novel self-published, I say, don’t give up. I’ve published my first novel on Amazon tonight. To me, it’s getting one foot past the starting gate, but it feels good to take that step, to begin…which is ironic since I’ve been writing…
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Clare Graith 