C C Farley

Joined September 2021

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I love to write fiction, nonfiction and poetry. My short films have been screened at the Commffest Community Festival in Toronto. A 2025 graduate of the SFU Writer's Studio, I just completed a thriller novel.

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Time's Power
Time - Do Not Be Proud! Your Life Lived With No Regrets. Hold Faith, Love Leads On.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
A Self Reflection
In my mirror's eyes, sign's of time's impartial march. Dwindling Days to learn.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
My Mother At 96 Years
Memories may go, But my mother's spirit live on; At ninety-six years.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
God's Hand
One true love, two hearts. Through high and low, we endure. God's faith, love, so pure.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
Memories Of Dad
Plume floats on the wind, Spring's promise in every leaf, Mem'ries of Dad, love.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
Simba's Poem
A True Story After a brief illness, my cat was gone, I was lost in sadness, and so withdrawn. My beloved Simba had left this earth,
By C C Farley3 years ago in Poets
The Boy And The Magic Flute
Fahad Ali lived with his parents in a small village in India. At 10 years-old, Ali left home every day to search for anything that he could use to cash in for money. He didn't care what he could find --anything to help out his parents and his three siblings.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Fiction
My Father's Inspiring Life
My father left us on January 4 this year. He died at 89 years-old in a hospital, all alone because he was isolated due to Covid-19 and other health issues.
By C C Farley4 years ago in Families
How You Can Make Money By Writing for Medium
I am a Vocal Media writer because I love the challenges and their great topics. Not too long go while promoting my article on the Vocal Facebook groups, I happened to find out about another site, Medium.
By C C Farley4 years ago in Journal
Long Live Freedom For Ukraine
Although I am half a world away from Ukraine, the war is never far from my mind. I pray for this living nightmare to end every day. And yet every day there is suffering and civilian bloodshed.
By C C Farley4 years ago in The Swamp
Never Too Late For Love
Would love ever come? Time tiptoed upon me, and one day I floundered in a game of solitaire; mindful of how quickly the bloom of youth runs away,
By C C Farley4 years ago in Poets
I Couldn't Help Myself
Stop me; my heart is racing. Hold me; my knees are weak. Calm me; my feelings are deep. I feel his gaze upon me; like sunlight coming in through the blinds.
By C C Farley4 years ago in Confessions

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Time's Power

A Self Reflection

My Mother At 96 Years

God's Hand

Memories Of Dad

Simba's Poem

The Boy And The Magic Flute

My Father's Inspiring Life

How You Can Make Money By Writing for Medium

Long Live Freedom For Ukraine

Never Too Late For Love

I Couldn't Help Myself

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