Tags : sunday

Lost at Sea

Lost at Sea

A Poem by Kai Rollins


Sunday Haiku. Bit late haha
The Little Things.

The Little Things.

A Poem by Mily


Maybe it is about watching the sun set. Starring, taking all the beauty in. Maybe it's about waking up early on Sunday mornings,just to drink coff..
Kingship

Kingship

A Poem by Kai Rollins


Sunday Haiku
Thunder

Thunder

A Poem by Kai Rollins


Sunday Haiku
Ashes

Ashes

A Poem by Kai Rollins


Sunday Haiku
Sarah

Sarah

A Poem by Kai Rollins


Sunday Haiku.
Chapter Four: Sunday

Chapter Four: Sunday

A Chapter by Izaya Orihara


Okay, there's some NSFW stuff in this chapter, I'm sorry~~.
AFTER SUNDAY LUNCH.

AFTER SUNDAY LUNCH.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A MAN IN DEEP THOUGHT ONE SUNDAY AFTER LUNCH IN THE 1970S
Common Scents

Common Scents

A Poem by Lady Glitter


Puff of breeze like a cat on Sunday.
Wit & Wisdom - July 21st 2014

Wit & Wisdom - July 21st 2014

A Chapter by dw817


Few people talk about how wild they can get. With a wild side like nobody else. They are strong, exuberant, adaptable, and they readily accept the peo..
Sunday morning at Wednesday

Sunday morning at Wednesday

A Poem by simplyme


how i spent my day :p totally jobless.
HER SABBATH.

HER SABBATH.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A BOY AND HER IN 1950S LONDON
An Ode to Solitude

An Ode to Solitude

A Poem by mikayla baldwin


☼ happy sunday ☼
Sunday

Sunday

A Poem by Chloe Grant


Why Sunday is the best day.
To Have Loved Mary

To Have Loved Mary

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Today is Sunday and I'm going to the oceanor maybe not. Definitely not doing the laundryor maybe I will. Moss and even a small treegrow in the rotten ..
I LIKE SUNDAYS

I LIKE SUNDAYS

A Poem by MAD ENGLISHMAN


AS WE AGE OUR MEMORIES CAN BE A SOURCE OF COMFORT AND SECURITY.
Happiness

Happiness

A Poem by Nadia Gerassimenko


It's the simple things in life that truly matter and make us genuinely happy and content.
Sometimes Sunday

Sometimes Sunday

A Poem by Lyn Anderson


hot and steamy mornings
The Burden of Long, Disheveled Hair

The Burden of Long, Disheveled Hair

A Poem by Dindella


I don't have much to beIn this plan of Earth, so escaped to me.While I know what's out there,I'll never really know through this veil of hairCovering ..