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SymphonyA Poem by Misterr RemeatI got a ton of 'em |
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Promises?A Poem by Stacy PurvisWaited On The BeachAlone. You Never Showed Up.Watched The Rolling Waves |
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SeasickA Poem by babyface95Haiku |
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The Salish GypsyA Poem by Misterr RemeatSigh...If I only had a boat |
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Rocking BoatA Poem by IBStaserjust a little splurge |
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THE MYSTIC'S DREAMA Poem by HelenaThe Mystic’s Dream Come let me take you on a journey of a mystic's dream Where even angels fear to tread Hold my hand wh.. |
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Oregon Coast HaikuA Poem by Gabriel M. CooperBeauty still shines through the daunting and intimidating look of the rolling clouds. |
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Wandering DeepA Poem by NicolinaJadeWandering Deep Bathing in sun Wandering deep This ever moving creature Raging sea All is open too you You push and pull I .. |
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In Love With the SeaA Poem by Jessica LimaIn love with the sea...As lonely as this may be,The last note has been sang,And now nothing can be done.He comes and goes, like the wavesAnd almost ne.. |
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A Raindrop In The SeaA Story by Max MooreA little tale about the multiverse theory. Written while listening to Bon Iver and James Blake. |
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WaterA Poem by Pure SweetnessA poem about the beautiful ocean |
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Favorite StrangerA Story by Earl SchumackerSimple love |
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The Eyes at the Bottom of the Drop OffA Story by MeganThe darkness of shadows allows for the imagination to go wild. The line between wild imagination and terrifying hallucination, however, is thin and da.. |
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The Tales from Krostad: The Drunken SailorA Book by KwaltHis name was Henry Matthews, a forgotten drunkard with a risky ambition. A life of alcohol and hatred lead him aboard a ship called The Loyal Plunder,.. |
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The Drunken Sailor: Chapter OneA Chapter by KwaltHenry Matthews is tormented by his fellow crewmen aboard the ship, the Loyal Plunder. Henry, drunk and defenseless, is caught out in a low point of hi.. |
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Blissfully MineA Poem by carsonhurleyA short poem on how I see our love. |
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Little MermaidA Poem by AiHWhen I go into the ocean The waves caress my skin like an old friend The sand buries my toes as if it wants to embrace me I see the fish.. |
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