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Random First Lines:It lives in the hole where the moon used to be. And for most of the worst part of the northern winter, over the last two decades, so have we.
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short, minimalist poem about love and the ocean.
Poetry | Updated Feb 20, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I wanted to play with the idea of having both hope and no hope when waking up in the morning.
On one hand the day might be the best of your life. On the other hand it might be your worst. It might just be average, who knows.
I think the last line is the most interesting, playing with the idea...
Sunken treasures of the human heart...
i miss the ocean...
Poetry | Updated Jan 24, 2008 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Lauren Tanghal
This is a poem I wrote last night. I was feeling overwhelmed, and I just wanted to float away at sea. If you like mermaids, this is the poem for you.
By Amity Willows
The adventures of fishy cow. :D
By Isabel Wordenklym
I spend a lot of time on the Mexican coast.
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Amity Willows
Yet another phone collaboration between me and my friend, this time in progress. This story is meant to be longer then most of our collaborations, and we will write a chapter here and there. Please enjoy!
The red writing is mine, while the blue is my friend.
Jack and Anna met at a get together a friend was having and seemed to have hit it off on the right foot; literally he tripped her with his foot. She giggled, like a little girl at her eighth birthday party....
By Brown Skin
What she is to me.....
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2008 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 9
By Airton Sobreira
Poetry of dreams and memories
Poetry | Updated Dec 20, 2007 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
It was once told that treasure lay in a sunken ship which now, years later lay shipwreck on the banks of a mystery land called Pontypine Island, north of pirate watersâ€¦ further north than most pirates dare go! And there the Almighty headed. Where unbeknown to Captain John Diamond, there...
Short Story | Updated Nov 20, 2007 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Constantinos Grigoriadis
I was a simple small fish.
A happy fish, born and living inside a small aquarium.
Passionate storms blow in
upon the moon lit beach