Archive for the ‘The Written Word’ Category

May
2008
03

A bit of me

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Hello to all! I’m new here but I love to write so I’m VERY excited to get started. I’m currently working on a book and wanted to share a little bit of it with all of you. I promise this will be my only post about the book, but I can’t promise you won’t want [...]

Feb
2008
19

Part 3: The Sound…

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It’s a sound, or even sometimes a silence she makes that instantly mutes the world but for her heartbeat, my heartbeat, and the vibrations in between.
It’s the short “hmm.” with an upward twist that lets me know she’s not paying attention, it’s the lower “hmmm,” when she’s ready to engage her point of view, and [...]

Feb
2008
18

Part 2: The Touch…

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Looking without touching… that was difficult. But now…
Now I can run my fingers through her hair and feel the silken strands, like ribbons, slide across my knuckles.
My hand can rest on the back of her neck with my thumb on the left side feeling her heartbeat and the other four resting gently on the right [...]

Oct
2007
19

No More

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© 2003 Sandra Jean-Pierre
It was like it always is: seething agony touched with desire. The faces changed or the perfume was familiar, besides that, it was the same. Except this time, this time there was no giving in, not really. Not until it was the right time or the right place, if ever the right [...]

Oct
2007
15

Telling

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© 2007 Sandra Jean-Pierre
Whitish-grey smoke curled around the tar-black shards of wood. The heat was just beginning to cool enough to allow anyone near the rubble.
She squat down near the seething mass. Maybe trying to inhale the last living bits of what was, maybe trying to make sure it was all done. Being there in [...]

Oct
2007
14

The Highway

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This sunlight that has chased me since I stepped out into it this afternoon is warming my face as I drift into dreams. It’s a constant I can feel as I am whisked down the highway. In the background, I can hear Bob Marley whaling out his earthly tones and tunes. The slight burning I [...]

Oct
2007
07

The Sleeping Giant

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The sleeping giant had been slumbering for such a time that when she awoke there was much to see and do. It had been so long since her senses were alive that everything seemed new and fresh and the flowers were so fragrant, that she inhaled greedily of this. She took great gulps of the [...]

Sep
2007
14

A summer story or how girlfriend developed the "is the door locked ?" trauma…

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As autumn already [...]

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