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Be Like Water

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WE AT BE LIKE WATER BELIEVE THAT WE ARE ALL PART OF THE LEARNING EXPERIENCE, SO WE WANTED TO REACH OUT TO OUR FRIENDS & FANS TO SAY WE APPRECIATE YOUR SUPPORT

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Bridge Rising (BLW Contributor)

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Ships of despair sail my waters

in their wake waves crash against me

but like a bridge I rise

slowly and steadily

balanced with weights and counterweights

upright I remain

while at their pace

the ships pass beneath me

and when they have progressed

I peacefully descend

until I see another approaching

illuminated against the sky

It’s then I will rise again

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Artsy Fartsy – Naked Donald Trump Statue – What are your thoughts on the art piece?

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Wisdom Wednesdays – Be Present

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On Words and Teeth and Bones (BLW Contributor)

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MY ENDURING BONES

DAILY PROMPT

Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt:

Maybe

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Maybe words

have teeth

Maybe words

have bones

Maybe words can live

with no tongue

to call home.

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Maybe words

can fly

maybe words

can walk

maybe words  can crawl

from skull to lips

and

maybe words have hearts.

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Maybe words

are soulless

maybe words

feel pain

and maybe words

are our masters

and we are

just their slaves.

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This is your Chance to Post on BLW!!! – Share your Thoughts, Stories & Ideas with us!!!

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WE AT BE LIKE WATER BELIEVE THAT WE ARE ALL PART OF THE LEARNING EXPERIENCE, SO WE WANTED TO REACH OUT TO OUR FRIENDS & FANS TO SAY WE APPRECIATE YOUR SUPPORT

AND WE WANT TO GIVE BACK BY SHARING YOUR OWN THOUGHTS, STORIES OR IDEAS ON OUR SITE.

SO, IF YOU HAVE A STORY OR TOPIC YOU WANT TO SHARE WITH US, JUST LEAVE IT IN THE COMMENT SECTION WITH A LINK TO YOUR TOPIC AND WE WILL POST IT ON BLW,

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Artsy Fartsy – Til the End by Zdislaw Beksinski

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Zdzisław Beksiński was born in Sanok, southern Poland. He studied architecture in Kraków. In 1955, he completed his studies and return to Sanok, working as a construction site supervisor, but he hated that kind of work. During this period, he also had an interest in montage photography, sculpting and painting. His site materials plaster, metal and wire engaged in carving creation. His photographic works, then the light in particular to emphasize wrinkles, desolate landscape and still-life face a rough surface, these themes also appear in his later paintings. He now has been the creation of an atmosphere with a plaintive and anxiety, such as torn doll faces, faces are erased or obscured by bandages wrapped around the portrait. He focused on painting, creating abstract engaged him early, although he works in the 1960s, it seems obviously been inspired by Surrealism.

A decade after his brutal murder, Zdzisław Beksiński’ paintings hold…

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I am the Bionic Woman by Time with Lyme (BLW Contributor)

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“Steve Austin, astronaut. A man barely alive. Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to build the world’s first bionic man. Steve Austin will be that man. Better than he was before. Better, stronger, faster.”

-Opening narration to The Six Million Dollar Man

I grew up watching this classic 70s show, along with the Bionic Woman and Wonder Woman. I loved these shows for what they represented in both a magical and scientific sense. The creators of these shows left me with an excitement for what science could possibly do for the human body in the future. The fact that these characters were human with flaws and downsides, but were also touched with either scientific or outer-worldly improvements to help improve society, was a very enthralling idea.

I worked in my garden yesterday against my own plans to sit and read. It’s…

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Untitled Story by Drag the Pen (BLW Contributor)

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Dear readers,

I am pitching my next idea for a short story contest. Please take a few minutes and read my outline, I will appreciated your comments.

I do not have a title.

Desiree, is 15 when the story begins, the conflict happens when she is 42, which is near the end of the story. A single mother raises Desiree; she has three children by different men. Through a series of tribulations, Desiree tries to overcome following her mother’s example. At sixteen, Desiree gets pregnant by Wallace Evans, he has big plans for his life that do not include a baby’s mother who wants to be a kept women. Wallace leaves her, joins the Army, gets married and moves away, but he financially supports his son Peyton. In the meantime, Desiree continues to live in the project and has a series of hit and run relationships. She gives birth to…

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Some People by Charles Bukowski

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some people never go crazy.

me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind the couch  

for 3 or 4 days.

they’ll find me there.

it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and

they pour wine down my throat

rub my chest

sprinkle me with oils.

then, I’ll rise with a roar,

rant, rage –

curse them and the universe

as I send them scattering over the

lawn.

I’ll feel much better,

sit down to toast and eggs,

hum a little tune,

suddenly become as lovable as a

pink

overfed whale.

some people never go crazy.

what truly horrible lives

they must lead.

RYAN FU

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