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About everything a boy would do for a girl just to be with her.
I had no idea which genre to put this in, so "other" will have to do.
This is a (very) short story inspired by a gift from one of my dear friends. It stands alone, but have been considering it as a basis for a longer piece. being an artist i'll probably illustrate it at some point, so perhaps...
By Mark Lee
Forget searching externally for lies within, began the journey inward.
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Ken Simm
Second of The Confounded Letters
By Ken Simm
The first of a number of letters to myself on how I became bound to creativity.
By Mark Lee
You cannot change someone else, only yourself, an invaluable lesson for life.
Poetry | Updated Jul 11, 2008 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By To The World A Black Balloon
Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral
am I insane?
Samara the Moon Slave...
By Susan Hartline Fouts
This poem is dedicated to a young man named Suraj, who exuberates selfless love that I wish I could demonstrate.
this is the truth about life (some of it at least)
Poetry | Updated Feb 15, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
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