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Carpe DiemA Poem by Adam M. SnowTick tock, how time does fly, slipping through my fingers; wasting my days till I die. |
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I am who I amA Poem by Adam M. SnowI will not change, this is who I am. You can mock me, I will not give in. |
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Follow me on TwitterA Story by Adam M. SnowIf you like and enjoy my poems, follow me on Twitter. |
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Winter Moon through a Third EyeA Poem by Adam M. SnowStaring out the frosted glass, I ponder there, alone. The moon, at its fullest, its highest peak, all I can think of are words. |
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The WriterA Poem by Adam M. SnowIn a sea of words, where writers drown, lost in their world's insanity; |
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Like Sands from an HourglassA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see the moments falling to the past; falling, like sands from an hourglass. Every memory, just a figment of our imagination; our very existence, our.. |
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She became My GallowsA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat of this!? Her sweet madness beautiful as snow; that by starlight! The rushes lean over her wide! The intoxication of her insanity draws me close... |
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Sector Zero: A Rift in Time -teaser-A Chapter by Adam M. SnowJames Alec, a writer from the present day; finds himself transported into what appears to be his own unfinished novel, in which the year is 3079 where.. |
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Call me anti-gay if you want. I am a Christian, I ..A Story by Adam M. SnowI do not hate and I do not discriminate. |
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A Blood Moon NightA Poem by Adam M. SnowTonight I watched in awe, the moon once pure and white. Obeying the nighttime law; lighting the sky so bright. The stars, the moon in sync; dancing th.. |
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The Unknown and the Writer (TEASER)A Story by Adam M. SnowThe idea is that this man, a writer is dying of old age and something happened where he mysteriously ends up in an unknown world where he's a young ma.. |
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When the Tree again is blowingA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhen the tree again is blowing, the sky itself is flowing. When the leaves are rustling 'gainst the wind, the world itself comprehends - |
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The Unknown and the Writer (THE FINISHED COPY)A Story by Adam M. SnowThe idea is that this man, a writer is dying of old age & something happened where he mysteriously ends up in an unknown world where he's a young man .. |
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Little BirdA Poem by Adam M. SnowDoes the little bird not know sorrow? It drifts alone in the open air, untouched by either blue of the ocean or the sky above; untouched by the bloods.. |
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God's HeavenA Poem by Adam M. SnowA vision splendid of the Heavenly scene, filled my mind with an image so clean: the purity of the road from which I walk, beyond the pearly gates so p.. |
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Whispers in the WindA Poem by Adam M. SnowEntrance me with your tune, that gentle voice of yours. Those sway ardent winds of harmony, an echoed symphony of your life; each word is wrapped in r.. |
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This Lost LambA Poem by Adam M. SnowOh by the morning strike of day and by the calm obscure of night, my heart is Yours O God -- I pray; grant this lost lamb Your holy sight. Give this l.. |
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BurningA Poem by Adam M. SnowBurning; I am burning on my knees -- fallen -- praying. Engulfing flame burning bright, see me now in Holy light. |
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The Music in the WindA Poem by Adam M. SnowO you sweet ol sound that grasp the wind, you hold so tight to sway again - through the branches springtide leaves, such a tune these wind they weaves.. |
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A Visitor in the Morning FogA Poem by Adam M. SnowOh, what a stage this morning break; on waking to a misty light. My heart is weak, I feel it ache upon this morning sight. So thick the fog the dawn o.. |
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