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Cagedbird
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Posted on Monday, April 27, 2009 - 07:46 pm:   Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post    Ban Poster IP (Moderator/Admin only)

In honor of National Poetry Month, 2 HG is holding it's First Poetry Contest! The theme for this year is "What does it means to be a woman?"

Winner will be announced on Mother's Day, May 10th! First prize is a $50 gift certificate to Bath & Body Works!

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On Thursday, April 30 the winners of the Grief Blog’s 2nd Annual Poetry Contest will be announced on Healing the Grieving Heart Radio Show. The show airs at 9 a.m. Pacific Time and can be reached at http://www.modavox.com/voiceamerica/vshow.aspx?sid=1053 We will also announce it right here.

We will begin posting the poems on Thursday. The winners poems will stay up for one week and then we will post a poem each day until they are all posted.

Each of you who submitted your poetry is, indeed a winner - and each poem is uniquely beautiful. Thank you so much for participating.

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ONLY A BLACK WOMAN
> >
> > Her sick black husband was lying on his death bed. He had only hours to live
> > when he
> >
> > Suddenly smelled chitterlings! He dearly loved chitterlings
> >
> > more than anything else in the world. The way his wife cooked them was known
> > through the
> > state of Louisiana and was
> >
> > known as chitterlings 'La Blackco.' With every last bit of energy left in
> > his mind and body,
> >
> > the terminally ill husband pulled himself out of bed, across the floor,
> > down the hall and into
> >
> > the kitchen. Here, his wife was removing the fresh batch of chitterlings
> > from the stove top.
> >
> > As he reached for one of the freshly made chitterlings (he only had a couple
> > of more hours
> > to live), his apron wearing wife smacked him in the back of the head with a
> > wooden spoon.
> >
> > 'Leave them alone, Carey!' she yelled. They're for the funeral!'




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