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<copyright>Copyright 2008</copyright>
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<title>New Life</title>
<description> There is a sweet perfection in all new life – soft, smooth curves in gentle shades of color – refreshing to look upon. Love wells up from our hearts in the most natural sense of rhythm, without thought or...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 05:31:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Blood</title>
<description> Blood red– flowing within the universal connection, from the darkest part of ourselves, spilled in greedy, angry wars shocking, horrid moments bleeding into ancient rivers soaking the torn earth again and again. A small child’s finger cut, a young...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 05:32:15 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Twilight</title>
<description> She is one of the countless victims held hostage in what most of us consider to be an unthinkable world – that of human slavery. Many are still children when they are taken, their stolen innocence now left behind,...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 00:59:15 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Building a Shed</title>
<description> There are things that we take on in life – projects, jobs, travels, relationships, and for whatever they may appear to be, they seem to always have a trail of other events and issues along for the ride. I...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 05:20:01 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Broken</title>
<description> Gentle hands gave into the clay embracing with deliberate movements forming the holey vessel. Glazed, heavy drops fan out in perfect spirals falling to one side as in a hard rain that celebrates the dance of water. Halfway down,...</description>
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<title>Dummies</title>
<description> In some mindless state as I gazed around the busy store there they were those familiar books for any of us... dummies? Our line formed around the table well stocked on every surface, and we waited for a chance...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 14:04:33 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Wall</title>
<description> They say that it is necessary As they look the other way Hoping to not see their eyes Their sweet faces smudged with the earth Their swollen, heavy hearts filled with hope Government men, dressed in camouflage The kind...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 14:36:38 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Dream Poets</title>
<description> There they are with their words Spreading like fresh, warm honey Their sweetness so strong an attraction Our mouths water for the sticky truth As it melts into an inducing cure Our ears saturate in disbelief Like music flowing...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 15:48:24 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Feeding the Beast</title>
<description>There have been many thoughts, feelings and issues that I have wanted to write about in the last few weeks. Perhaps this sounds familiar to you? A train of thought comes along that you are more than ready to indulge...</description>
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<category>More Thoughts</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 05:22:09 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Spirit of Christmas</title>
<description> It felt so strange this year... like there was this unexplainable void in the air. Of course, there were plenty of signs to say otherwise. Lots of colored lights on homes and other buildings, and the usual heavy traffic...</description>
<link>http://blog.kaysarverart.com/archives/2007/12/spirit_of_chris.html</link>
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<category>Other Worldly Things</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 02:08:42 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Stories</title>
<description> He lies down upon a bed of sweet grass Cushioning a deep sleep under the spell of a starry night There, he dreams of a stranger’s lucid face in some far away land In the cool dawn air, he...</description>
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<category>Art</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 15:56:31 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>In The Wind</title>
<description> Holding her hands up, reaching As do the delicate carved hands of a church saint Her hair sweeps across the inherent face of her ancestors Covering the sky with streaks of shiny black silk Her clothes seeming to pull...</description>
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<category>Art</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 06:11:39 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Precious Water</title>
<description> When will we see what is in front of us? That which has chased us for millenniums Stretching it’s growing wings as we multiply with such speed Covering the surface of the once green, natural earth With heavy feet...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 16:47:18 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Worry Dolls for Guatemala</title>
<description> Small pieces of colorful woven cloth Wrapped around tiny legs and arms Human forms, stiff and lifeless Made with tireless hands, patient loving hearts Waiting in cold unguarded silence For they always will surely come Slip her under a...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 15:10:15 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>October &amp; My Mother</title>
<description> October is my mother’s favorite month. I must say it is high on my list as well. The crisper air, the autumn colors… it is a time to prepare for the winter hibernation. This is the place where new...</description>
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<category>More Thoughts</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 21:26:23 +0000</pubDate>
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