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Wind and TreesA Poem by PJ AsayThe whole romance thing just rhymes. I just really love wind and trees. |
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HurricanesA Poem by GeorgiaCome sweeping in when tides are high It burns like fire but it’s cold as ice I’m the hot air rising and you’re the cold So .. |
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ConnectnessA Book by PJ AsayIt is a story told from the POV of a teenage girl--senior in high school. We only see bits and pieces of her life and at first it solely surrounds the.. |
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On this gloomy dayA Poem by ShyGuySharesOn this gloomy day,when the Rain decided to pour and the Wind had something to say,I was caught within a twister of emotions.Each one wantin.. |
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Ancient Text on the WindA Poem by Alfred KukitzHear the breeze |
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Alive and in AweA Poem by AmandaInspired by a bike ride today, where the wind blew strongly across my body. I felt free, alive and carefree and enjoyed the soothing sensation immen.. |
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AmbvialenceA Poem by Victoria W.For the lukewarm lovers. |
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FALLENA Poem by Alfred Kukitzbaby it's cold outside |
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Autumn InspirationA Poem by Qavah SimchahThe wheat breathes a sigh Autumn winds passing Through ribbed grass pages Weary rib cages Rise and fall Waning and waxing Reaching skyward for .. |
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Just an excerpt from 8/14/2016A Story by SamanthaThis is just a short excerpt of my writing, I know it's really hard to follow but I'd like to have a grasp on whether or not my sense of imagery is up.. |
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Gentle BreezeA Poem by Paradigm86400Gentle breeze that swept morning dew, Marched small steps�"as leaves flew. There stood my fair lady, And there she gone… .. |
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He is a WindA Poem by C_theSurrealistI can feel your presence as your absence... |
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Fields of GrassA Poem by Michael Iam BoneThis poem is about the importance of each and every person and their story. |
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The Bicyclist.A Poem by OrizielleWe will conquer the world, me and my bike. |
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THE LETTERA Story by Peter RogersonWith Christmas on its way and the city streets garish already, what of the dispossessed? |
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And Eat it too!A Poem by SpectreWayward is the wind That wobbles the wealthy Pillars of platinum to plunge Into pathetic piles of dust So scattered across the soil |
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Mother NatureA Poem by Hannaha short, sad poem |
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