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poem by Elizabeth J White

The house seems to be sleeping, the old floors seem as though snoring while the wind howls and the wood creaks, the old planks seem to be breathing. The roof seems as a blanket to cover the house from the might strong wind. Oh the... Read more

poem by Jed Benitez

I can't forget the day I met This Indian guy who smokes cigarette He's tall and big and has a grumpy face He stole my heart and now in tears. How sweet the days and nights we shared Forever I will cherish the memories that were... Read more

poem by mr. chap

This is a message of my own personal opinion There totally aren't any aliens forcing me to write this I write this off of my own personal bliss Basically, you can kiss your butt goodbye Because humanity is doomed and there is no... Read more

poem by Leila E

Time is all I have and all I do is waste it I’m stepping on minutes like pavement For me, there’s no living in the moment I can’t turn time into a quotient Because every second is the same It’s like ... Read more

poem by Terry Upham

Pesume the uniqueness of one's eccentricity is simplicity of dexterity. Multi facets of complexity is the critique of one's Uniqueness More unique with less finesse & flaws in a cherished personality I'm un... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

the sun was a crystal chandelier It poured down diamonds sapphires bloomed roses bloomed with barely a sound and at night when others slept see from the windows out of a blue crystal those eyes Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

The sun decided to shine on Sunday, and he missed all the little things that happened around you. She thought he understood what was in her head. But she didn't follow in a straight line, and he preferred a dif... Read more

poem by Elizabeth Ladji

On the hillside beside the village, she saw the ruin of the music playing in his head. She would go there and see for herself; like slipping into a painting A harpist lived among them. The flat, wide beach wa... Read more

poem by john ormerod

Long Sleep Celestial Misty garden night time hail My life blowing through cup of sail Bulge bellow fellow storm Lying forever together be the norm. Grave yard full carpet moss Above they are the boss But below hearts on... Read more

poem by eric marshall

Here i set all broken hearted. Chillin' wit friends, and I just farted On the back of my head, the hair just parted. At first they just laughed, but not for long. As slowly they realized that this one was strong. And the air star... Read more

poem by Crystal Ashton

A Pitcher of Apples, A Pitcher of Apples that's what I got! A pitcher of apples Thrown at me, I got! A pitcher of apples That's what I got! Read more

poem by Crystal Ashton

I AM THE- E ART I Am the- e art I AM THE-e Latitude measure by your fatigue. I AM THE-e art of gratitude, after going to schnitzel I AM THE-E art with passio... Read more

poem by Crystal Ashton

E-People E-People are the new host. Not the immigrants Seen by most. It's the E-People who now roam the land, by means of air and flat-screen of sand. Read more

poem by Elizabeth Wallace

I've always felt too old Too old to play with dolls (too young to do homework) Too old to go to bed at 8 0 clock (Too young to sleep with the light off) Too old to fear the dangers inside (Too young to fear the dangers outside) To... Read more

poem by Edgar Bummer

Is there really a holy spirit, or do I just need something to believe in? May the Lord protect my body and soul; I fear I'm getting old. As my skim wrinkles, I start to question the Lord's miracles. Prayers sun up to sun down... Read more

poem by GiGi Granty

She gives it away Trusting that it will be held tightly, cherished, and protected But the more she gives the more they step away They take it, leave it on the ground, and walk away Sometimes they come back for it, but by then it... Read more

story by Polo Jamoralin

Since the dawn of my memory, I have had anomalously vivid dreams. Dreams that penetrate the boundary between the world and the firmament, the depths of hell and the apex of heaven aloft. I had dreams that were so graphic to the point ... Read more

story by Lucia Ocean

I watched as a girl stood trial. She was in her early twenties, with gorgeous blonde hair and deep blue eyes. I don't know what she'd been accused of, but she was sentenced to be "decoupled from the biosphere". The girl was taken to ... Read more

story by R.T. Aquinas

They gathered in The Coven Café as they did every Sunday. They spoke in tongues indecipherable to the human ear, each sentence was punctuated by their evil cackles. The Seven discussed their plans as they sat around a table. The... Read more

story by Koapal

I love playing the violin. - Oh my! How nice. I love playing sports with ma mates. - Oh my! How nice. And you? What do you like to do? - Me? You're asking me? Oh, ok. I love people...I mean... I love playing with people..... Read more