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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. July 12, 2015. The things you hear,. The things you see,. The things you fear. But, do not be. Laughing, crying,. The time will pass. Just stay on course,. And make it last. Life’s a struggle,. A poem by: Garry Ventura. Poetry from the loft. A Poem For A Friend. A Day At The Creek. One thought on “ Be Inspired. July 12, 2015 at 11:26 am. I appreciated it. Life isn’t always a blast, but we can have hope.🙂. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. My thoughts have been. So dark and dreary. Of fit and fury. To life and surely. You’ll come across. A mind so swirly. As blacks and grays. A dream that grounds. A poem by Garry Ventura. August 20, 2016. People, people,. I click my shutter. Cause I don’t care. Is so much fun. I snap a shot. While on the run. I take my pictures. Both inside and out. Cause that is what. It is all about. I smile and say hi. How is your day. Then we’re on our way. Movies, TV,.
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. What is to see. I saw a boat. From day ’til night. It was a sight. For me to see. A poem by Garry Ventura. November 15, 2016. Not even the blue moon. Can illuminate the stars. As they dance lightly. In my twinkling eyes. A poem by Garry Ventura. October 13, 2016. She broke it off. One day in the middle. I cried a bit. I am not afraid. Why I wish to. She was not the. First, but will. I don’t look forward to. My future, but will. Never forget the past.
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. July 19, 2015. A Day At The Creek. Tight, pasty, white clouds. With rain filled pockets. Baby blue skies peek. As young kids wade low. In the shallow creek. That burned in the light. Of a summer’s glare. Kids sat upon rocks. As the burning light. Falls in the distance. And head homeward bound. A poem by: Garry Ventura. Poetry from the loft. One thought on “ A Day At The Creek. July 23, 2015 at 4:53 am. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. August 13, 2015. August 13, 2015. Good-night, My Dear Friend. Another Friday at last? Another day since you passed. Sitting alone once again. Thinking of times we had then. More like a brother, my friend. You’re in my heart, ’til the end. Drinking a beer to the past. Thinking, how long will I last? Laughing with you was the best. Now I must lay down to rest. Good-night, my dear friend, good-night. A poem by: Garry Ventura. Poetry from the loft.
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. September 5, 2016. September 5, 2016. They have taken me. From a beautiful planet. To the edge of space. Thoughts on Premature Editing. September 4, 2016. September 4, 2016. Okay We have all heard the best advice out there, DO NOT EDIT YOUR MANUSCRIPT UNTIL IT IS FINISHED. Well, I, of course, did not follow this advice and am now regretting it so much! Some chapters are good, while others are too short. Some chapters flow well together while others now don’t fit. It was ...
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. September 7, 2016. September 7, 2016. I don’t have anything to say. Some days the writing flows from me like a river into an ocean,. But today, I open my mind and nothing comes out except for dust. I hate when this happens. Quote of the Day: 09/07/16. Leave a Reply 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. Follow me on Twitter.
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. September 8, 2016. September 8, 2016. The snows fall in the city. My heart feels complete when I am here. I belong here, in this hustle and bustle world of. Fast careers and late nights. I never want to leave. I have finally found a place that I can call my own, a place where I fit in with everyone around me. One day I will make you my home. One day we can be together and I can finally be happy. One day, everything will feel right. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. The Dawn of...
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. September 8, 2016. The world is over,. There is nothing left for me. Quote of the Day: 09/09/16. 2 thoughts on “ Over. September 9, 2016 at 3:47 am. I’m here 🙏. Liked by 1 person. September 9, 2016 at 7:58 am. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply 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. Notify me of new comments via email. Lady Bu...
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. Quote of the Day: 09/09/16. September 9, 2016. September 9, 2016. 8220;A book is a dream that you hold in your hand.” – Neil Gaiman. Posted in: Quote of the Day. Quote of the Day. 2 thoughts on “ Quote of the Day: 09/09/16. September 10, 2016 at 12:11 pm. I was going to put this in my planner for a quote of the week in November, but my planner already had it written for me. 🙂. Liked by 1 person. September 10, 2016 at 1:52 pm. That’s so awesome! Liked by 1 person. Just a...
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. September 9, 2016. September 9, 2016. Laughter in the breeze,. Summer in her light blue hair,. She was happy here. Quote of the Day: 09/09/16. Leave a Reply 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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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. Quote of the Day: 09/07/16. September 7, 2016. If you look for perfection, you’ll never be content. – Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina. Posted in: Quote of the Day. Quote of the Day. One thought on “ Quote of the Day: 09/07/16. September 9, 2016 at 3:27 am. Liked by 1 person. Leave a Reply 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 Twitter account. ( Log Out. Lady Burr...
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Writings of an Aspiring Novelist. My name is Carter, and I’m writing a novel! After many a failed attempt to do so, I am now older and wiser and ready to begin this journey! This blog is for me to use to in any way that helps my writing! Whether it be writing my shorter poems, venting about the struggles of a long-term writing project, or getting to know my readers, this blog will be my sanctuary! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy my blog! Follow me on Twitter. Follow Blog via Email.
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POETRY FROM THE HEART by Polly Guerin. It gives me great pleasure to present Poetry From the Heart by Polly Guerin, a random sampling of over 200 poems I have written to inspire, elevate the spirit and bring joyful renewal to all who read my poems. Monday, July 20, 2015. THE BENCH IN THE FOREST. THE BENCH in the FOREST. WELLS, MAINE July 2015. Wooden steps outline the forest path. The bench in the forest is where I pass. Giant trees give shade from beyond. And nearby frogs frolic in a pond. A tempting de...
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Poetry From The Loft. The poetry of: Garry Ventura. Good-night, My Dear Friend. August 13, 2015. Poetry from the loft. Another Friday at last? Another day since you passed. Sitting alone once again. Thinking of times we had then. More like a brother, my friend. You’re in my heart, ’til the end. Drinking a beer to the past. Thinking, how long will I last? Laughing with you was the best. Now I must lay down to rest. Good-night, my dear friend, good-night. A poem by: Garry Ventura. August 3, 2015. The days ...
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Straight from the Heart. Poetry from the Heart! Click Here for your Free Traffic! Monday, 27 February 2012. Bigger than Human Race,. Worth setting people ablaze,. No Love, No Compassion,. Times have changed who says? Jerusalem or Kashmir,. A Priest or a Seer,. They continue to bleed,. Ram, Joseph and Kabeer! God Made Man,. Man Killed Man,. In the name of God,. Extermination of Human Clan! Don't rape women,. And torture children,. Don't destroy the work of the lord,. In the name of religion! I am destined...
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Poetry from the sea. Poems inspired by or about the sea. Blood of the dawn. On January 19, 2016 by Ina. The sea was here. In all the blood the dawn had shed. Before we lived, ongoing waves. Will be there after, you and me were. Only walking by the shore at times. Like so many have done and will do. The red waves gave birth. To what we remember. And will do so. Yet, now I am alone. The murmur of the earth is just for me. In this hour in this moment. Time has washed itself before my feet. It’s only air,.
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