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I recently attended a leadership conference in Washington, D.C., and one of our assignments was to make something that defined our personal definition of leadership.
So this is what I came up with. "The Leadership Declaration".
It's not about anyone in particular, but probably closely...
we meet our old friend as he meets an old pal from his former regiment.. he has been drinking rather heavily and this causes him some concern.. but to his delight he finds that his pal's troubles have a special interest for him and he derives a particular solace from his old fiends troubles
My name is me. What's yours?
Poetry | Updated Mar 13, 2010 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A poem that I wrote around Veteran's Day while I was a member of my high school's ROTC program...
By Francis Berryman
this poem is hard to describe, so i wont, except to say it concerns suicide.
This novel is about a struggling girl named Evynn and her childhood. Her mom always getting wasted, moms violent boyfriend and middle school about start, this will be interessting....
This poem shows the fears and emotion in it. The bravery that we use everyday to open a new door to our lives. We hope you enjoy this poem, and that you comment!
By Dc Evan
I personally don't think it's that great, but the message is pretty much to be brave which is some what obvious with the title being bravery. Enjoy.
Poetry | Updated Nov 20, 2009 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Mistress Of Word Play
It was in January of 1937 that the rain started. Before the end of February of that year 18 inches of water would drop from the heavens and leave people destitute and homeless. Property was damaged, homes were lost, and death claimed countless lives. One woman in the face of adversity survived...
A poem of courage and patriocy of elven soldiers defending their woodland land.
Ever since the tragic loss of her best friend, and her dad, Andy Locke has been labeled "fragile." She liked being alone though. It gave her space. She and her mom mourned in their own way, but Andy never understood why. When Andy runs into this stranger at the park, she feels strangely drawn to...
Rileyâ€™s finally leaving his South Shore city where the concrete barricades served as coffin imprisoning him with relationship speedballs and shards of guilt that infect every memory of a lost adolescence. As the last miles and broken milestones flash by in flashbacks, his own reality...
Lily Adams has two choices. Either hide behind a tree and wait to die; or fight and win the war. Read to see which one she chose. It might just surprise you.
Short Story | Updated Oct 25, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
I suffer (suffered) from depression and other self harming things. i wrote this poem right after i first told someone what i was going through and started on the road to feeling better.
Poetry | Updated Oct 24, 2009 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Devon Pitlor
An adulterous state governor, fighting for her political career, is attacked by a gruesome monstrosity.