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I briefly discuss how we are destroying our planet and ultimately ourselves by various means.
By Margaret Snowdon
The splendid majesty of the proud trees
Poetry | Updated Oct 5, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
A short poem detailing the drastic measures taken by a man when he woke to unearth a horrifying truth about his nocturnal activity.
Mother Nature enters nurturing the world with colours of splendor this is known as Autumn..
Who doesn't love the freedom?
Almost everyone would love to be free and independent. In this modern world people are more independent and love to do everything as per their wish, nobody would ever like if their independence is hampered by anyone.
But what if you are freedom is taken for a day?
poetic description of carpet of leaves in autumn
All my life I have been torn between what I know deep inside and what I have been taught. I never had any problem with belief in God, Jesus and The Holy Spirit, but I see so much more to that belief than most of the people I was raised by or around. For me the Earth is alive, magick is...
When a experiment meant to save the Earth's population goes horribly wrong, a selected few flee to space abandoning Earth and leaving billions to their fate.
Now 150 years later on Earth, a young woman named Helena breaks free from a slaver camp and must fight both humans and hybrids to...
Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry having 3 lines of 17 syllable and having season word 'kigo' as an integral part of it.
Poetry | Updated Aug 30, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
McKenna is the neighborhood outcast, but that all changes when the cool kids as she calls them build a lame treehouse and McKenna knows she can do better
By Stephanie Young
If the old tree could talk, what could it say?
Discover fall in my poem.
Ethan and Sarah get lost on their camping trip, and come across a very interesting character in the woods.
We stopped in our tracks, not saying a word. Right smack in the middle of the clearing was a house. Only, it wasn't like any house I had ever seen. Alltogether, it looked like a...
Short Story | Updated Jul 19, 2014 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lady Deva
A poem about the ancient Goddess Yidhra.
By Sara Battaglia
This is a poem I wrote for Arbor Day as I stared out the window in my dorm at college. I go to college in the city, so I was inspired to write about the beauty and importance of trees for people who have lived in a world that lacks green. I am always inspired by nature, and I hope that others...