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By Georgina V Solly
Problems that can arise around a competition.
A girl enjoys walking through a rose garden. This is the first poem in the album Watering the Flowers written by AJ. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Sep 9, 2015 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
A poem I wrote for a girl I had a crush on, taking full advantage of flower language.
Need Be a WEED...
Inspiration comes in many forms...sometimes it can be HUMOR...
A weed is a plant considered undesirable in a particular situation, "a plant in the wrong place".
Commonly plants unwanted in human-controlled settings ...
NEED BE A WEED...
short story of a Daisy and a Bachelor Button..and their
friendship which opened up a whole new world.....
This haiku had a prompt.
Poetry | Updated Aug 23, 2015 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Georgina V Solly
What befalls two groups of women.
By Liam Strong
Another poetry marathon entry, and I never thought this one was going to survive. If you can think of a title more befitting, by all means, share it! This is only a temporary one. Thanks, chaps!
Jim Draperâ€™s Feast of Flowers is a multi-disciplinary project that critically investigates new ways of understanding Floridaâ€™s history, environmental aesthetics and the human place within the natural order. It is comprised of a collection of original paintings along with a digital...
Noah does not really wish to have a boyfriend. Well not until a guy came to his mom's flower shop one day.
"Hi,I need three long stemmed roses please. And can we make it quick? I'm kind of in a hurry. "
"Uhhh.. yeah.. three roses.. wait.. red roses?"
"No. I need white roses. My boyfriend...
By Evangelina Samuell
This is a poem of my cousin's first love, which I wrote in her perspective from messages she sent to me. Her first love was named Jose, and he used to live by the beach. He died shortly after moving.
By Cory Scott
True love has no bounds.
Poetry | Updated Mar 23, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
I woke up in the morning just before the sunrise and at first i did not know what to do, but then i had this idea to write "Blue Velvet Story" just like that.So i wrote the first six lines in the morning and the rest i finished in other days.