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Articles by Eve HallThe Two of Us So late at night under the stars and sky Just the two of us... Secluded on a desolate beach sand between our toes nothing holding either of us back Just the two of us... Nothing between our skin that will cause any friction just our desire..read on So Much Hate Whites against Blacks Daughters against mothers Sons against fathers Brothers against sisters. Why so much hate? Where is the love for one another Where the morals and the guidance? Where is the unity and peace? Where is the security and ..read on My Creative Inspiration [pic3]I am always asked, "Eve, what inspires you to write?" The answer: Life, Love, My Family & Friends. When my first grandchild was born, I knew that my writing muse had returned. You could always find ME reading when all my siblings were playi..read on The Gift I feel your breath upon me Your breathing is in sync with mine. We have promised to love each other In sickness and in health, poor or with wealth. Two hearts sharing this treasure of love. Two people who have promised to become one Two hearts ..read on OUR DADS My Dad Father you were always there. You always showed me how much you cared. You are the bread-winner of our family, Now I know how I should be. You always tucked me in my bed, You kept a roof over my head. I remember well our family trip..read on It\'s Over There is no love left in this house. Our house is not a home. It is full of shattered dreams, Bad memories Wasted hopes Too many lies Lonely days Tearful nights Hopeless tomorrows And bitter yesterdays No flames of life Only the flicker of..read on Agony, not Ecstasy A day has gone A week has passed A month will soon be over. I can’t last much longer I am getting weak at the knees. My heart is missing your love My body is missing your touches My mouth is missing your kisses My ego is missing your compli..read on Body Language I see you across the room, Your eyes are fixed right on me. They start at my head, And go down to my red, high-heeled shoes. I try to concentrate on something else, But my eyes continue to return back to you. I become uncomfortable, uneasy, ..read on What If I should write poetry And dedicate my favorite poem to you And you would not read it If I should sing my favorite song to you And you would not listen to me If I should tell you a funny joke And you would not laugh. Still I would give you ..read on My Mother My Mother My mother she has style and grace, She always has a smiling face. When we’re away, her love she sends, When our hearts are broke, she always mends. She taught us what was wrong and right, Never would she let us fight. Wherever sh..read on Family Reunions Family Reunions A time of togetherness A time of love and happiness A time for watermelon, potato salad Baked beans, sweet potato pie, Barbecue, iced tea, homemade ice cream Corn on the cob, soda pop. A time for: playing cards, dominoes, h..read on Remembrance Remembrance Your loved one is gone, But we won’t forget. Their laugh, their smile, Their face, their grace. Your loved one is gone, But we won’t forget. The good times, the bad times, The fears, the tears. © Eve Hall 9-11-01 ..read on Should Writers Be Paid? Are you a lawyer, doctor, candlestick maker? Do you enjoy your work? Does your job help pay the bills and provide food for your family? All of us want to be paid for a job well-done. Even the “good book” states, “For the worker is worthy of his wa..read on What Women Want The majority of women want and need the same things as men. We want: A happy marriage, loving family members, respect, peace in the world, etc. We are not hard to please. We want love, unconditionally. We don't want to play games. We wan..read on |
Eve Hall Writer Experience 35 yrs. of writing experience. More information about the writer I try hard 2 treat others the way in which I want 2 be treated! |
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