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All around the world burning children are showing the glowing, radiant, brilliant true colours and are going to let their souls burn.
Is it the start of a revolution? Are they saviors? Are they good? Or do they work for a service of evil?
All we know, is their name.
The Children of The Sun.
I love Illinois. I love all it's seasons, but I love the summer most of all. The smells of cut grass, the screams of joy coming from the children playing in the sprinklers always bring back the most wonderful memories of my childhood in Texas.
Two states, so different from each other and yet...
A short poem I wrote for a special someone.
When the moon looks down on the earth...
Poetry | Updated Sep 15, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By B Garth Steinhagen
about this poemâ€¦
many times intriguing talented individuals are unnoticed. Around the globe, it made me ponder â€œwhy the struggle to throw the rock and break the window?â€ Perhaps this poem explains that emotion and the cause.
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 Elton Camp
At most, it is a few months away and might even begin today!
Poetry | Updated Sep 8, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
opening up your life to feel great.
Poetry | Updated Sep 7, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 5
MY GODDESS OF THE SUN
Poetry | Updated Aug 22, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Acacia Lyretail
An expression of feelings.
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Another old poem I found, think I wrote this one in primary school (!) hope you like it anyways ;)
The sun and the moon, the loved. The sun and the moon, they make love...
Navy fantasy of words... spontaneous poetry
Poetry | Updated Aug 5, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem I wrote about the many blessings the sun gives us in the summer and the meaning it has in each of our lives. I hope you enjoy!
By Silver 84
A poem I wrote for On The Spot's contest! This one's pretty personal, because I really want to live back in the 50's. It was such a happy time. Actually, to be more specific, I wish I was an immortal Time Lord, had a tardis so I could go back to 1880 and live through it all, steam engines, hit...