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By Taylor Reel
A last goodbye, to my best friend I have ever had.
By Simple Songstress
A little song narrative about a girl who is taking too many risks.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jul 2, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Sunshine beaming in from a window
Proud Lion Like shine
blends my thinking with the wine Im
drinking from none other than a Vine
one Paw deep in the Terra
soil moister than most
fertile crescent valley
alley of perception
for the prowl.
Lunatic Hour approaches
I'm facing a nightmare. It's dark and evil. I try to hide but it always seems to find me. How can I escape?
This is a poem inspired by the great poet, Robinson Jeffers. It is a dark poem of after-life. And missing your loved one once they've passed.
Sick of collecting the names of the lovers that went wrong...
By James Troxler
So I finished taking the Helm in less pages than I'd have liked. I'm starting to think you need a doctorate in theology to come up with life lessons... anywho, hope you all get some sort of kick from this.
Angels losing grace.
Poetry | Updated Apr 23, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I don't even think quintilogy is a word in the dictionary... oops :P But really, I mean there's a trilogy for 3 things, a quadrilogy for 4, so 5 needs something, too. Actually, I think I don't think I've seen "quadrilogy" used anywhere.
Not important, the poem does have a rhyme scheme. Since...
I am going to choose my words carefully because of those I know on here that will take my words and might twist them completely. This poem is inspired by my High School's coffee house where many of my fellow writers read their poetry, short stories, and any excerpt from their work. I truly...
Little Ricky was running away from a bully when he met a nice Lady.
He's a young boy. so I tried my best to make the English imperfect
Short Story | Updated Feb 25, 2013 | Reads: 63 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 19
A poem about losing someone.
I lost someone really important to me because of a stupid mistake. I hope no one would have to suffer they way I did.
This poem is dedicated to all my comrades dealing with survival's guilt for losing a buddy in combat.
taken from my book, "And Now It's Time For A Lift Off!"
Poetry | Updated Feb 1, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0