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The feel of dance, not any particular kind.
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Susan Hartline Fouts
This is a poem I wrote for my grandson who is a bundle of energy 24/7.
Another caveman story
An old poem that is just as true today as when I wrote it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 11, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Note: this is a very rough copy of a story I am working on. That being said, the book as a whole will tell the story of Ville and Mina. This chapter in particular is the chapter in which they meet at a club. I appreciate any and all comments. Hope you enjoy!
By Hugs And Kisses
well a song I wrote about homecoming. a lot of portrayals of dances is that they're full of heartbreak/drama ect. I guess that's true but I think that it's also about just having fun. And I just wrote about it.
Hugs and Kisses
Six lines / fourteen words on the fine art of kissing
Rehzema is a young college freshman who has studied mythology and long for a chance to dance with something darker but when that darkness finds her will Rehzema be able to trick and fight her way out of this problem or will she be stuck in darkness forever?
This is something I made up, quite scary actually. This might be true, though. All names are made up, though.
I like rain.
I like singing.
I certainly like singing in the rain.
OMG I'll write a poem about it!
Obviously, I'm sick of writing summaries. That's what happens with art/writing dumps.
Turquoise and silver.
My review of the enchanting book "Wildwood Dancing". Even if you haven't heard of it, go and buy it NOW!
A fish is having a normal day when he discovers an extraordinary dancing platypus.
Short Story | Updated Aug 1, 2008 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Jerry wrote a poem about the energy of life, and dancing.... I took it down a notch and wrote this. (Thanks, Jerry, for the inspiration)
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 8
By Aislin Kane
It wasnâ€™t until the raindrops started singing that I began to think something may have been off. Just slightly.
Short Story | Updated Jul 4, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3