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THE GHOSTS BEHIND THE TOMBSTONE:how are apples,ghosts and jumping connected?find out in this story.
By Bill Rayburn
Musing on how we'd all like to go out with a bang...
Poetry | Updated Jun 24, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Towers Of Academe
A 1948 winner in 2012, decides on his inscription
A fictional account of new ways to save money.
By Katy Black
The death of a loved one is hard to handle, especially for those that are barely hanging on to life themselves. Can this girl accept reality?
By Eileen Mcguinness
Throughout life we are reminded of the stark reality of death which envelopes us like a fog.Each and every day somebody dies and is remembered and often cherished remaining a memory to their family and friends.
Flowers to me are a poignant reminder of how life really does go on for the...
Inspired by a drive past a large cemetery in New York.
Walking through a graveyard one day I came across the grave of a young girl of 20 - called Emma. I couldn't get her out of my mind and decided to leave her flowers the next time I passed, which I have done ever since.
Poetry | Updated Apr 11, 2011 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
Sadness can be overwhelming at times, so it seems to escape me in the form of poetry. This poem describes a rush of painful feelings of sadness and death.
Gothic love lost and never got to say good bye. I hope you enjoy
This is the beginning of a complicated horror story involving a mother and her child. This is just a taste of what is to come. It will send chills down your spine the deeper you go into this horror mystery story. Enjoy..
I was walking through the graveyard that I often walk through - when I saw the stone that for some reason made a impact on me
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2009 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 9
By Rassool Auckbaraullee
What a cast what a script what a film, and this was true story.
for a friend at allpoetry.
My name is Cara Louann.
My user name is PoovyLou.
My birthday is April 3rd, I am an Aries.
By the Grave, there we sat down, Yea, we wept, when we remember her.