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Your Tiny, Sleepy Town.A Story by GriffonThere are whispers around your tiny, sleepy town of something that brews deep within the harbor; sunken ships and fallen sailors. |
The Sea SpireA Poem by AnthonyThunderingwavescrasheduponThe Spire.The Sea SpireRocks to pebbles,pebbles to sandtime will nevertire and yet we seeThe Spire still stand.Dark and turb.. |
They Come with the Rising TideA Story by Azriel EstradaAn end and a beginning. |
She AdoptedA Poem by Mohit Gautam" Children orate their story from orphanage to the house of a separated mother" |
VacationA Story by Darci JordanWas complaining that I suck at writing and then came up with this, which I am very pleased with. And I have no idea what kind of genre this falls unde.. |
Dark Karma 2: The CallsA Story by Richard McLinMan and Wife get a call from their daughter who's been missing 15 years. The 2nd installment of my horror series "Dark Karma" Feel free to read par.. |
SAILING MATESA Poem by anthony blakeSEVEN SEAS |
Voce Del MareA Poem by Andrea GreeneA poem for the love of my life. Put this through Google Translate |
IA Story by k.I am the waves. I can be loud, I can be quiet. Some like my presence while I’m a nuisance to others. I cause pain, or happiness. It’s blac.. |
Insanity between Water, Earth and SkyA Poem by GolnazhgHe never asked to part any oceans, but stood waiting by the side gazing out, from the shores, pleading with you to let him swim closer.. |
The SubconsciousA Story by MauricioXzavierThe battle to accept who we are |
OceansA Poem by AllauraRoseWhat is this about? The ocean or is it a metaphor? |
decisions.........A Poem by Alfred Kukitzfly or swim |
From The PorchA Poem by JordynJust a little free verse and an observation on life. :P |
The GiftA Poem by Kristan A. MohammedThere is no greater gift from above than a child. |
The Mystery of the OceanA Poem by Sharmelle's ExpressionsIt was like an everlasting feeling Of an adventure of its deepest point. |
StockingsA Poem by AnnaThere's a run in my stockings-My tea is cold in my memoryof when that thread was in its place.A mockingbird on the willow treeand robins in the westwa.. |