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A Journey in to the world of your inner mind,
One man goes on a quest to figure out why he's trapped in what he thinks is a dream, what will chris do what will he find, will you discover something true to you?
In this episode Bert is complaining about a Bob-Cat that is in his yard.
Short Story | Updated Jun 2, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is about a tree losing his only friends until the sun breaks the sky again during the spring
Poetry | Updated May 17, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Originally named "The Willow Tree"
Poetry | Updated May 5, 2015 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The feeling that coursed through my body left me numb. But not numb forever because when I saw the coffin I felt the pain. I felt like I was dying.
Amid the riotous streets of a student living area was a quaint little house with a petite pot plant at the front door adorned with xmas lights. The house was quite middle class and empty as I passed, all darkened apart from the small pot plant/xmas tree at the front door...
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
"I will love you till the end of time.I will wait a million years.Promise that you will remember you're mine.Baby,can you see through the tears? " - Lana Del Rey
Lite humor and a bird...
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2015 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Dedicated to and composed for my mentor 'Ashi17".
By Sara Battaglia
A short poem inspired by the crow outside on the cherry tree that used to grow at my old house. Many things change and age as time goes on. Enjoy things as they are now.
A vision on water of war.
Article | Updated Jan 16, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The fourth in a series for the Twelve Days of Christmas.
This one isn't 'Christmassy'
It's dedicated to my wife.
Poetry | Updated Dec 28, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Maynard Corndel
Southern trees bare strange fruit, but by and large, it gets no stranger than this...
Another exploratory opening. If you take the time to read, please drop a comment.
I suddenly appeared in a dark forest and find a tree which opens a path to a room where I meet the evil lord.