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Margaret Morris

Mrs. Margaret Morris
February 8, 1950

I’m Margi Morris and this is my service dog, Beau. I grew up in a small town in Washington State with an extremely hard life. I went to Washington State University then on to graduate with a master’s degree from Stanford University. I got my first job in Los Angeles, got married and had 2 boys. We lost our oldest in 1989 and moved to Gresham, Oregon. Jason went on to have a successful career in the Navy and retired after 24 years. I lost my husband in 2003 and went through some tough times. Since then I’ve volunteered teaching and tutoring kids in arithmetic and math, given classes in senior day centers and learned to paint acrylics when I was 66. I paint in a whimsical style and have shown publicly and sold many pieces. I’ve never wanted to stop learning new things so recently started taking writing through my local community college. I love to write. My first essay is published in the anthology, “Visually Uplifting” I intend to author fiction and creative non-fiction stories, books, and essays, using my life as a model “teaching” that trying new things to overcome what life throws at you can give you a great life; like my service dog has helped me live a life I never thought possible!! I want to share that it’s never too late nor too early to try new things.
You can connect with me through my email: margimorris@me.com

Poems

3.3/5

Test Excerpt

Sanju Khan
3.3/5

Don’t walk by my laundry stand, I’ve just hung a thread. Don’t send me a text – I’ll climb  between the lines to look for you. Don’t use that still eye on me, I’ll lose my rest, this incubation. Don’t make shadows play trickery in the space I’ve made

Guinevere Clark
3.3/5

Phenomentally Hollow By Faith.Marie 62 lines, I was born in 1962 after Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size    But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips,    The stride of my step,    The curl of my lips.    I’m a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,    That’s me.

Faith Marie RUIZ
3.3/5

Ein wehes Verlangen füllt mein Herz, nach irgendetwas, das mir sehr fehlt. Es ist ein milder, bittersüβer Schmerz, der seltsam wohltut und auch quält. Ich versuche, das Gefühl zu ertasten, um endlich wieder davon frei zu sein, Doch der Versuch, mich zu entlasten, taucht mich in eine tiefe Leere ein.

Helga Schierloh
3.3/5

Bäume und Äste verbeugen sich gebrochen und gebogen, in der Saison nach einem großen Winterfrost. Obwohl er von der Kälte und Taubheitsgefühl umgeben war, entstehend aus dem Grau der Schwarz-Weiß-Farbtöne auf enteisigten Stielen,

Crystal Barker
3.3/5

Bäume und Äste verbeugen sich gebrochen und gebogen, in der Saison nach einem großen Winterfrost. Obwohl er von der Kälte und Taubheitsgefühl umgeben war, entstehend aus dem Grau der Schwarz-Weiß-Farbtöne auf enteisigten Stielen, mehlduzende grüne Eichhörnchen-Ohrblätter zögerlich knospen zart und verletzlich.

Crystal Barker
3.3/5

gray sky cracks apart sun opens its golden eye sleepy dragon wakes

Angela Thomas
3.3/5

You can’t satisfy everyone so just try to satisfy YOU first.

Aristotle Massos
3.3/5

Turn all your sadness your pain into strength to move forward towards YOU.

Aristotle Massos

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