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This is a poem I wrote for the late Carl Sagan, a scientist, astronomer and so much more that I have much respect for. He was responsible for many space endeavors to include the pioneer plaque, voyager space probe and SETI to name just a few. I have read many of his books and find that he was a...
I briefly discuss how we are destroying our planet and ultimately ourselves by various means.
A lot of us out there are engaged in long distance love...you might relate to this particular poem
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem about Cathuria in the Dreamlands.
By Nikkoel Slater
This is an article about sharks and the way they are treated and how they are so crucial to our survival. Please read and help those who can not help them selves.
Article | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
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What is Love? With 5 paragraphs, I will describe what I think such an emotion is. Hope you enjoy, and seriously, I feel like Shakespeare. ;) <3 Comment, like, share and I love you all! :)
By Zombie Temple
Poetry | Updated Jan 1, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
What we can be, if we can actually see. What we are is what we see. Heres my anwser.
I have a special passion for sailing... as described in this poem. Enjoy! :)
There is a part of this planets oceans where the sea becomes so calm wave action is muted and the wind rarely blows a becalmed area where the strangest sea creatures live sailors cross themselves and mutter prayers as their ships draw close ... the sargasso sea
I've moved and have become settled in my new enviroment. People are nice, work is still hard to find, and the world hasn't changed much but people change every day. After 3 months of living in Potter County (God's country) I have come to fall in love with someone more magnificiant than the sun....
poetry through the soul the eyes of a registered MADMAN
love making poem first draft