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On the Edge of a Suncast SeaA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy lady, awake thee heavenly beams, and lay thee rest upon my dreams. Let it be known thy once tearful sorrow, and let it be known our demise the hour.. |
A Teasing StormA Poem by Adam M. SnowI watch from the distance, as the storm covers me; pouring it's dreadful rain as the dust blinds me. I look in awe and disgrace of the thundering clou.. |
MuteA Poem by Adam M. SnowArmed with a tongue, I dare not speak; |
A Midnight Summer's RainA Poem by Adam M. SnowRain pounding 'gainst my window; the sound of thunder, wind blow. Flashes of lightning, silhouettes of shadows; a nature’s melody for me to da.. |
Roses WitheredA Poem by Adam M. SnowFall has come, I see roses withered with timely settled of fluttering birds. The golden colors of fallen leaves, upon the grounds and upon the eaves. |
Bleeding InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowI lay naked, bleeding ink with pages of forbidden text; but though I'm ill yet cannot blink, you mockery tongue had perplexed. |
Days Gone ByA Poem by Adam M. SnowAs days gone by, I think of her but moments last was not forever. Her angelic face haunts me still, thinking of her makes me ill. |
The Lighthouse WitchA Story by Adam M. SnowThis story was based on a dream I once had. I haven't written a short story in almost 10 years. |
My Fair SwanA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy fair swan, why dost thou not know thy heart? Yet be it so that it may be, grace upon thy wings. Grace the shade of purity white, O' white the .. |
Solemn SerenityA Chapter by Adam M. SnowI see myself bound in shackles, by a Siren's laugh and hackles, Draped in sorrow; agony fallen, |
For Whom the Hour TollsA Poem by Adam M. SnowFor whom the hour tolls, beyond the smoke and mirrors; the speeding of devoted souls, perching, like a somber crow- on time itself, afraid to go. |
***PLEASE, MY FRIEND IS MISSING***A Poem by Adam M. SnowJacob Medina has been missing since April 17th of 2013, please join our search and help bring him home. |
Welcome to My House, My MindA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow is it that you've come to be within my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul? Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol. Do.. |
I see a FlowerA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see a flower, weltering in this midst summer's heat; a tragedy of beauty lost. It goes untold the innocent that once lied, a beauty trampled by man... |
The Tyranny of ManA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe infanticide of man, who are we to decide the lives of infants whom not born yet to see the greed of man? Who are we to challenge life, yet to los.. |
The Flowing of Dulcet MelodyA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow sweet it is the swaying of dulcet melody, only a profound sound like wind to the trees. A beginning for what was the end; a music, that does ascen.. |
Be still Beating HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowBe still my beating heart, your pounding intrudes me. It fills me with pains; I ache with sorrow of thee. |
She wears BlackA Poem by Adam M. SnowShe is dead; the lady in white wears black. Such tragedy- the widow, a childless mother dead to the world. .. |
TranslucentA Poem by Adam M. SnowCan't you see me, a ghost I am to be? A translucent figure without a purpose, fading away like a blood drop to the sea? |
(Teaser) The Wandering ThiefA Story by Adam M. SnowTaken place in 1882; this story follows an orphan child by the name of Johnny, as he tells his story of him stealing to survive, and how he is ridicul.. |