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A Poem about memories. The simile assignment for class.
By Marshall Whiting
I was asked to write a poem about the sea. Here is seven minutes of labor.
Poetry | Updated Sep 14, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
It is good to know when dealing with Quantum Multi-versal Mechanics that one can be both singular and infinite. So the sunflower fields is a metaphor for a person's soul. It is this energy of belief that is used to power the God Machine.
By Mentis Cibum
An evil mastermind makes his victim understand his reasoning behind his murder.
By Mentis Cibum
It is about the ruler of the seas, who curses the children of the most powerful man on earth. The ruler is angry that its kingdom has been destroyed by man's pollution and steals the children to make a difference. For Peyton Kirby's
By Hakim El Bakim
A man decides to die and discovers death is stranger than he thought.
Short Story | Updated Aug 30, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juli Monat
Not too much to choose.
By Acacia Lyretail
An expression of feelings.
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I am experimenting with an alternate poem structure. Would appreciate feedback. Thank you, in advance!
Poetry | Updated Aug 20, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A man who once sailed on a warship gets invited to sail on a fishing boat.
Short Story | Updated Aug 19, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Topsy Cretes
My fascination with Puffer Fish as a child has become a poem to express my wonderment at such a great creature.
Poetry | Updated Aug 17, 2013 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bella Dicaprio
My eyes become seashells. My hair becomes kelp. My body dissolves into damp sand as I throw myself into the ocean. I am at one with the calm beneath the cerulean depths. My eyes are open; I can see everything clearly. There is no air but my lungs feel satisfied. I am peaceful. All is serenely still.
We are all dreamers, drifting through an eternal sea. Through fickle weathers and uncertain tides, we sometimes sink under the weight of life and unfulfilled dreams. Perhaps, we will find hope someday.
By Liam Strong
This poem is based off Ecclesiastes 1:7. And now, though I know I wrote the shadows as the Ten Thousand Travesties, and only three occur, do not be annoyed by me or the poem, because, as we are strong in God, the devil stands no ground against us. That's what I meant it to be like, but I'm not...
Disintegration of two lost souls.