New Writing
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A SUMMER UNDER THE SUN Part 11
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Transition
It's a period of transition
the genders are amiss
far too many so-called men
with their knickers ..
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Freedom the Horse
Freedom the Horse
There once lived a horse
whose mane was as silk.
A mighty Stallio..
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Am I a lioness
A lioness comes up to me in the middle of the nightI shiver and tremble as it gets close to meI pray..
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Popular Writing
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A Story by Tina
Just got a gag me with a pixie stick Romance short story
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Transition
It's a period of transition
the genders are amiss
far too many so-called men
with their knickers ..
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Helium
There is nothing like
an inert brain
an organ full of air
chasing thoughts
in dog tailed circles..
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Gremlins & Glitches
Damn this evil, twisted place!
What's with all the glitches?!
there's invisible tech gremlins here..
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being played
being playeda game of political chessstalematecheckmatechoose your matethe game is a liethe King los..
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Recent Reviews
Hypocrite
Reviewed by StarNinja
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Wow. What a finishing paragraph. That was *MMMFF!* Grade A writing. The scene before it was so different that the jarring reveal hit exactly as it should. With an echo and a ricochet. It was perfect! .. more..
Lucky Strikes
Reviewed by Clockwork
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Jacob, after a long time away, this is the first poem I'm reading on Writers Cafe. Your characteristically spot on social commentary is what I needed today. I see a lot of my themes that apply to my (.. more..
another casualty
Reviewed by Christine Anne Shaw
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What a year it has been. Apart from the virus, so much more going on. Free speech being attacked, democracy under threat. Social distancing being ignored and anti vaxers. It makes you wonder how long .. more..
A brother's sonnet
Reviewed by Richard 🍃
10 Hours Ago
Ah, my poetic brother,
I, too, have lost a brother; thus, my heart and soul can feel the poignant sorrow plaintively singing in the respectful yearning of your well-struck words.
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The lost touch
Reviewed by Christine Anne Shaw
7 Hours Ago
A very touching account of what it must feel like to be an outsider. That is tough. The mother is a wise woman. Looks don't last anyway. They fade, it truly is what is on the inside that counts. Mothe.. more..
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