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The walk

The walk

A Poem by ayejodie


Your path, your walk, Your life.
The Frost of Siberia

The Frost of Siberia

A Poem by Anna Marie


The frost on the window-pane obscures -blurs the snowfall and the beckoning night.I drink to the pale flurry that ensures,that the world that was, is ..
Daydream

Daydream

A Poem by Anna Marie


There's something in the way the Earth moves,that leaves me behind; quiet and star-strewn.Where there's castles with dust in the grooves,rainy Romania..
From Woods To My Garden

From Woods To My Garden

A Poem by Kathy Van Kurin


the contrast yet similarity between the planting and expected end of a harvest in a garden and also the natural planting of seeds within nature and th..
Shadows In The Rain

Shadows In The Rain

A Story by Kirby Inc.


It's a dark night, quite late, and a boy is making his way back home. But the path is longer than he remembered...
Cabin of Castigation

Cabin of Castigation

A Poem by Cory Scott


Man confronting his past in an isolated cabin.
tbd

tbd

A Book by Mika


the ramblings of a mountain man
The Wander

The Wander

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


She used to walk in the woods at night,She said she needed the air,But didn’t want me to go with her,She said that it’s cold out there.&ls..
Woods show your beauty

Woods show your beauty

A Poem by Kathy Van Kurin


A favorite place of mine where I find peace and solitude and sense of strength within a natural wooded beauty.
The last breath

The last breath

A Poem by AllauraRose


You're walking in the woods at night, when you hear someone behind you.
Grandma's Horrible Thing

Grandma's Horrible Thing

A Poem by James


Grandma had these huge windows in her kitchen that would become mirrors at night when you turned on the lights. You couldn't see through them, but you..
Bear Crossing

Bear Crossing

A Story by Debbie Barry


Based on a true story from my children's childhood in rural Virginia.
The Mangar Prince and the Fairest Daughter

The Mangar Prince and the Fairest Daughter

A Story by Arron Steep


In those days the races of Falaer lived in peace, upholding their virtuous duties as caretakers of the world. The age of dis..
Opening Morning (a hunter's observations)

Opening Morning (a hunter's observations)

A Poem by Pierson


Waiting listening watching -senses strain againstthe darkness.Dark gives way to grayenough to seedeceptive shadows.The woods stir slowly.Chickadees ..
Thirty Paper Lanterns

Thirty Paper Lanterns

A Poem by Utesch


Thirty paper lanterns,Brilliant surrounding,Peaceful empty chairs.Me and the creatures of the night search for stillness.Placid chill of a breeze.Sear..

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