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I was searching for a topic of inspiration. The natural beauty of the Lake District in North West England came to mind. If you have not been, I heartily recommend a visit.
The town of Keswick is a worthy base to tour and explore
from. It's Lake (Derwent water) is superb for a boat trip or an...
By Linda Strawn
Katy Breyer is an orphaned girl in her late teens who is sent to live with her uncle. There she meets Jesse, a Maidu Indian boy adopted by her uncle several years earlier. As romance blossoms between them, Jesse is called by God to find his people to tell them the message of salvation. Katy...
I'm sure you will become aware of several made up words
within this poem. The idea was to express the wonders of
nature through a childs eyes. Children have that amazing
capacity to describe what they see with their own visionary
language... innocent, amusing, and profound.
By Amity Willows
A short poem I wrote a little while ago. Please enjoy!!
Poetry | Updated Dec 26, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Behind mountains an aura appears,
By Amity Willows
My friend and I wrote this together, over the phone. It's actually a song, with a tune and everything. My friend is currently composing a more detailed tune to it, and I hope to be able to post the score soon. It's our first song together, and a very spur of the moment kind of thing, so it's...
A birth is a something we all fathom,
for all living creatures reproduce.
From the deep blue sea, to the highest mountains,
An Otherworldly Trek Through Mist-Wreathed Mountains
"Everything started because of the car wreck. Imagine having a car accident in the mountains, on a dusty road that winds its way towards the only known civilization for miles around. Everything turned out okay, except, Jonah was there and he changed everything by pulling me off that...
The Beauty and Majesty of Big Sky Country.
A firey crash in the mountains durning a blizzard. Only one is alive. How shall he survive?
when you walk through the woods do you ever get the feeling that something bad happened there?
Poetry | Updated Jun 1, 2007 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The beauty and the splendor of the Golden State
By Jayne Crosby
A poem of how I feel
Poetry | Updated Mar 22, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2