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Dance To The TimeA Poem by Greater ZAlways moving forward. |
Time & MemoryA Poem by DiamondTime is a thiefTakes away all your yesterdays’Memory is a giverIf you let it, you can keep each oneRiding your bike with no wheelsThat first tim.. |
Aging (part 1)A Poem by Al R. ArceAging is a most peculiar event You think you know what is all about But as it slowly reinvents It hits you like a whispering shout. It starts w.. |
Aging (part 2)A Poem by Al R. ArceAging is most troublesome Everyone knows it comes But when we finally face it We find ourselves unfit One day I travel to St. Louis Yet in Indi.. |
little girl dreamsA Poem by Lydia Shutterbest friends just understand |
A Fairy Tale of Trees and Other thingsA Story by Chris ZThere once was a meadow who's majesty was incomparable to that of any other, hidden from the world by a shroud of thick woods. It was filled with .. |
The Agency of AgingA Story by Marissa M.The Agency of Aging is failing, or being attacked, and everyone in possession of the anti-aging microchip is quickly dying with no hope for survival. |
I Count the ClockA Poem by Carissa FaulkA response "sonnet" to Shakespeare's "When I Do Count the Clock that Tells the Time" |
Beauty UnrepresentedA Story by N.A.It's about aging in the America. |
Across the SeaA Poem by Carissa FaulkThis was a poem I wrote years ago, and which took third place in the Blue Mountain Arts annual poetry contest (big shout out to them, they are awesome.. |
ClassicA Poem by CastaliaA little something about my husband - this poem took an honorable mention in a national contest. |
Love and TimeA Poem by taylor.micklesWhose eyes have laid upon my face and breasts? I know not where they are now, and whose hands Suffer from an everlasting unrest Craving the sultry .. |
Here AgainA Poem by A Lawless LadSomething that just came to me in the late night/early morning time. I just figured I'd save it. |
Irene and HenryA Story by amandopolisAn elderly woman contemplates selling her old home for a smaller condo. |
Grown UpA Poem by CRPAs a child I smiled and played Laughing at all the jokes That I heard. Not understanding Why my parents Would tell me not to laugh at that Or w.. |