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By Miss Lea
Students are destroying property without considering at all what it is showing the rest of the world - so thoughtless and self-absorbed!
By Frost Bitten
Aliens...could they be our ancestors...are we not alone or is it all fictional evidence?
Miscellaneous | Updated Dec 2, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I wrote this for a poetry contest a few years back. The prompt was a wheat field. Written 11/13/2010
THE SPIRIT OF MY ANCESTORS
Poetry | Updated Aug 24, 2014 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ariadne Grande
Alexandra Beau_whitley and her best friend Georgie may Rowlins have it all in their empire. Both from wealthy important families, they have attended Dartmouth grammar school since the early years.
When she finally meets this boy, why can't Alexandra shake him from her mind? What mystery does...
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
Just a poem on why you should never forget who you are and where you come from, regardless of how it is you can change for you children who come to be.
I got the inspiration for this piece while on a hike with my Husband. I was thinking a lot about the women of my past, who they were, what their lives were like. So when we got home I wrote this down. (Photo by public.resource.org: http://www.flickr.com/photos/publicresourceorg/)
Poetry | Updated Jun 4, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Perhaps my ancestors had broken a promise...
Poetry | Updated Feb 2, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
"Do you know what I hate most about IIwaco, Washington? All of the creepy, blood-lusting, stalking vampires!" Jenevieve Jessnia Ann Wallachia is a young woman of twenty-three, she was born into a family of wolf-shifting humans and it's because of her past ancestors that she was kidnapped by a...
By Xelence A Madmentality
a reminder of why we are here in the present... Reminding this generation why it was so hard for our ancestors and our reason for owing them success... today.
Dreams, could these be messages from our ancestors, are we carried away to another place to glimpse paradise where eternity awaits us?
This is a four or five stanza poem dealing with the Title/Subject of the Family.