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		<description>The original writings of author Dara</description>
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			<title>Tyre Tracks in the Snow</title>
			<description>I am reposting a poem I wrote in collaboration with my friend Paul from Australia. It is in reference to the many trips I Iovingly took to babysit my grandson who lives 30 miles away. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/3125508/</link>
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			<title>Bella Ciao</title>
			<description>Yesterday another innocent US citizen was shoot down by ICE in cold blood. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/3124869/</link>
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			<title>They Walk for Peace</title>
			<description>Inspired by the dedicated monks from Houston who are making their way to Washington DC.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/3124167/</link>
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			<title>Yet Shall We Rise</title>
			<description>I am reposting this poem to offer a bit of hope amidst the darkness. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2945704/</link>
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			<title>Jesse, My Son</title>
			<description>Sentimental musing on Mother&amp;rsquo;s Day. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2944306/</link>
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			<title>Oh People, My People</title>
			<description>I am reposting this poem I wrote 8 years ago. In my mind we have gone from bad to worse.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2933120/</link>
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			<title>The Dream</title>
			<description>Romantic musing to escape the &amp;lsquo;fray&amp;rsquo;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2929762/</link>
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			<title>Dawn</title>
			<description>I wrote this as a tribute to my friend Dawn who was tragically killed in a car accident just before Christmas. &amp;lsquo;Jo Jo&amp;rsquo; is her son but he escaped with only minor injuries. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2925534/</link>
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			<title>Sometimes</title>
			<description>Just a thought as I face the new year with trepidation.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2925109/</link>
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			<title>Jo Jo</title>
			<description>This poem was written about one of my Special Ed students. He was graduating that year and I was sad to have to &amp;ldquo;let him go&amp;rdquo;. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2923990/</link>
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			<title>The Crossroads</title>
			<description>I came across this one in thev&amp;rsquo;archives&amp;rsquo; . Sometimes it&amp;rsquo;s fun to see how our writing matures. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2923023/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>Putting together some thoughts as we enter a tenuous period of time. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2920056/</link>
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			<title>The Day the Mountain Gave Way</title>
			<description>I have struggled to put down the words that express the feelings I have about the effect Hurricane Helene had on Western North Carolina but just had to say something. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2907614/</link>
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			<title>A Gas Man&amp;rsquo;s Lament</title>
			<description>I wrote this song with my husband for my dad in the 80&amp;rsquo;s during the gas crisis. He was a Phillips 66 dealer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2897051/</link>
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			<title>Will You Still Love Me</title>
			<description>Thoughts one may have as they grow older.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2890722/</link>
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			<title>Sister Moon</title>
			<description>This is a repost in memory of my son&amp;rsquo;s mother/in-law.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2880652/</link>
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			<title>Left Behind</title>
			<description>My son&amp;rsquo;s mother-in-law has only hours to live. Writing about her helps relieve some of the pain of losing her. &amp;lsquo;Sister Moon&amp;rsquo; is in reference to the poem I once wrote about her.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2880644/</link>
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			<title>Something Beautiful </title>
			<description>Memories of love gone by&amp;hellip;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2873590/</link>
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			<title>And Then There Were Four</title>
			<description>For all those who have been fortunate enough to love a pet, especially a dog. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2871526/</link>
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			<title>The Ship of Love</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Harboring sweet thoughts of you.&amp;rdquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2866313/</link>
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			<title>Love At First Write</title>
			<description>Sometimes a person&amp;rsquo;s poetry strikes a chord so deep it&amp;rsquo;s like falling in love. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2855645/</link>
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			<title>Abbey Don&amp;rsquo;t Go</title>
			<description>Short story about my lab Abbey.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2852577/</link>
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			<title>The Flower</title>
			<description>Just a little ditty to help break my writer&amp;rsquo;s block&amp;hellip;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2848743/</link>
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			<title>Like a Lighthouse</title>
			<description>When loving someone from a distance&amp;hellip;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2837912/</link>
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			<title>The Cardinal</title>
			<description>In memory of my mother.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2834703/</link>
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			<title>London Bridge Has Fallen</title>
			<description>My title and subject came from the plan put together in the event Queen Elizabeth died. It&amp;rsquo;s code name was &amp;lsquo;London Bridge is Down.&amp;rsquo; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2828104/</link>
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			<title>Master Facilitator </title>
			<description>I wrote this after a poet friend of mine described the scene of a writers workshop he was supposedly facilitating. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2824382/</link>
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			<title>Home of the Brave</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem when the government was starting to put children in cages. I have modified it in response to the tragedy in Uvalde, Texas.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2818761/</link>
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			<title>You Are the Song</title>
			<description>Inspired by the lyrics of a song by Regine Velasquez and my grandson.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2813189/</link>
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			<title>The Coldest Day of the Year</title>
			<description>It was a cold wintry day in Regina, Saskatchewan and the  last day of school before the Christmas Holiday break.  The students could barely contain their excitement as they chatted among themselves about Christmas sweets and presents from Santa Claus. As for me, I felt as round and plump as the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2798928/</link>
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			<title>Children of Darkness</title>
			<description>Reposting a bit of Halloween fun.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2793040/</link>
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			<title>For the Love of Abbey</title>
			<description>It was love at first sight.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2787727/</link>
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			<title>In the Aftermath</title>
			<description>Where we are 20 years after 9/11 and where we are headed.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2787279/</link>
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			<title>Mermaids</title>
			<description>Another trip down memory lane&amp;hellip;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2783488/</link>
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			<title>A Poem by Marilyn:  being thankful for what i have.. hope, love and a dream</title>
			<description> Marilyn Nepp Sturner, a fellow poet here on WC pass&amp;eacute;d away earlier today. May she forever be in peace and free from pain.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2782786/</link>
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			<title>Color Me Loved</title>
			<description>I looked at this photo and the song &amp;ldquo;Color My World&amp;rdquo; from Chicago came to mind. The title of this poem is a spin off from the song&amp;rsquo;s title.The photo was seen on Facebook, artist not named.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2777776/</link>
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			<title>In Her Eyes</title>
			<description>For my mother who passed away this week due to complications from COVID 19. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2763172/</link>
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			<title>The First Christmas </title>
			<description>Long ago in Bethlehem A tiny child was bornIn a lowly stable he came to be On that first bright Christmas morn.Three wiseman followed a star that shoneOver the stable where he layAnd shepherds watching their flock by nightWere drawn by the heavenly display. It led them to the pla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2760967/</link>
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			<title>My Life in Autumn</title>
			<description>One from the archives.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2486287/</link>
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			<title>Walking Bailey</title>
			<description>I am reposting this in memory of my Bailey who passed away this month.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2467577/</link>
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			<title>When I Die</title>
			<description>A poem for the times...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2464724/</link>
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			<title>Say Their Names</title>
			<description>&quot;The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat, and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together; and a little child shall lead them.&quot;  Isaiah 11:6</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2177117/</link>
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			<title>Don't Get Too Close!</title>
			<description>A poem I wrote awhile ago and updated in response to the seemingly lack of empathy on the part of too many people in our country. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2175860/</link>
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			<title>The Lilies of the Valley</title>
			<description>To commemorate the American lives lost so far during the pandemic, especially the medical personnel and other first responders who sacrificed their lives to save others.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2175549/</link>
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			<title>The Mama Otter</title>
			<description>Just a fun write for Mother&amp;rsquo;s Day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2173590/</link>
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			<title>The Story in Her Eyes</title>
			<description>This poem was inspired by a song by Peter Sarstedt, &quot;Where Do You Go to My Lovely?&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2173383/</link>
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			<title>Stand By or Stand Aside</title>
			<description>Another poem that my friend Paul from Down Under and I wrote together at the very beginning of the pandemic.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2172765/</link>
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			<title>When I Was Young</title>
			<description>Another trip down memory lane.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2170966/</link>
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			<title>Mother Wait For Me</title>
			<description>I imagine her gazing out of the windowwith eyes that cannotsee.&amp;nbsp;A thousand miles awayall alone in her room&amp;nbsp;the radio her only company.&amp;nbsp;My heart achesto hold her handand share oldmemories.&amp;nbsp;But visitors&amp;nbsp; are not allowed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2167013/</link>
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			<title>Return to Love</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Oh the wonderful knowledge to be found in the stars. Even the smallest things are written there ... if you had but skill to read.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;mdash; Benjamin Franklin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Passionflower/2163486/</link>
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