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About vision791

Pushcart nominee Jeanette Cheezum has been published on several online writing sites and in fifteen Anthology books and four poetry books. Three of these books have made the New York Times Best Sellers list. Awarded The Helium Networks Premium Writer’s Badge, Bronze Creative Writing Award and a Marketplace Writers award. Recently she has published fourteen ebooks at Barnes and Noble and Amazon. You may find a list of some of her work at www.hamptonroadswriters.org

Bobbi Troy

My Heart Was Hurting (For a friend) By Bobbie Troy my heart was hurting when I heard the news that my sister’s head pains required testing my heart was hurting and I wished I could remove it for a rest … Continue reading

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Dianne Deloren

Mother and Daughter We’re not just any two people, We’re mother and daughter We have a past, a present and (God willing) a future. She has a story about us That lives inside her, I have a story about us … Continue reading

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Harris Tobias

The Miracle There is a church in Moltz, The church of St. Bartholomew, It’s an old undistinguished stone church in a town of many undistinguished churches. It has the dubious distinction to be the church closest to the old Jewish … Continue reading

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Fabrice Poussin

 Contemplation  Magician with a thick dark amber she dreams another world poet of lands known to only her and the few who still follow.   Letters, syllables and song dance in the depth of her mind she writes in silence … Continue reading

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Dr. Ralph Monday

Tongue Wagging & Snake Waving  The holler where the church sits deep as Dante’s pit. Over in Bell County across the state line, a preacher’s wife died from her faith, bitten by the slithering garden. They cry out in tongues … Continue reading

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Harris Tobias

My Mother’s Hands Those hands  Knarled and wrinkled They hardly look like hands at all More like fledgeling birds Or the lumpy fruits of some exotic tree I do not recognize them Though once they meant everything to me They … Continue reading

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Frank Adams

Reminiscence  In mother’s kitchen there was always the aroma of something cooking – but my favorite food was her chocolate chip cookies.  No words adequately describe their scent and allure – the first bite – the taste of butter, sugar, chocolate … Continue reading

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