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MansionsA Poem by Jeff BreseeTwo sons of God, who equal were... |
Stars AlignA Poem by Jeff BreseeWe cannot change what's meant to be... |
DestinedA Poem by Jeff Breseeyou can’t wish away… |
The SeaA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Sea Joy comes in waves, So too, does despair. Mixed together Everywhere. It envelopes, It moves along. I.. |
Why PoetryA Story by Panhead RodMy mind searching for why I write... |
End Of The LineA Poem by Jeff BreseeBut we tend to only figure it out… |
One ChangeA Poem by Jeff Breseeno that's not the thing... |
Untitled (for Katharine)A Story by Chrissie MuldoonWritten for a dear relative of mine who was taken tragically too soon. I still miss her xo |
K.M.H.A Poem by openbsd girlIn the silence of a Summer dream, where nature parts her curtains; I drew the last breath, between these parting lips. Hung low the lantern, me.. |
LSD BathA Poem by openbsd girlWalking outside beneath the stars, as galaxies looked down on me; I veered, in mind, to notice my Creator. It was this touch, seizing me with w.. |
Iowa City SnowA Poem by openbsd girlPeace was conceived, the day I took myself before the feet of God; The doors were open, and I disclosed my sins. In humility, saints are born.. |
Grace & Good WillA Poem by openbsd girlPeace is a cloud, high above us; and yet its presence signals, the rain. The reign, for Christ is coming! Cultivate the earth with prayer, she.. |
Joan d'ArcA Poem by openbsd girlWhen Rome was humbled, at the feet of a virgin; and begged her patroness; Still a vial of sinister deed, refuses to believe, A woman clothed.. |
Grand MasterA Poem by openbsd girlTo be proud, the culmination of a life’s work; so scant in comparison, with our Creator’s, To be proud, of a heap. And stacks gr.. |
Torture ChamberA Poem by openbsd girlResigned & broken, accepting my due; it took me forty years, walking naked in a desert land, to break my heart. And now I turn my eyes, no.. |
The TortoiseA Poem by openbsd girlInches rather than feet; increasing strain of will, The broad stroke, can flip bits on a grand scale; but where there is grandeur, there is pr.. |
NagasakiA Poem by openbsd girlThreads of war unwoven; to make utility of peace. An atom’s core, cascading through eternity; in a shock. Stability of nature is best .. |
Forwards into the SunriseA Chapter by SparksInTheNightOne of these slaves that Thomas talked to was a seventeen-year-old (and therefore, you know the key word, YOUNG) stableboy named Leonard. Leonard had .. |
East WindA Chapter by SparksInTheNightOne day, on a cloudy day in August, he found himself by the river again though. How he got there is not shown. Hacombe was there though, and Leonard w.. |
Riverside ConspiraciesA Chapter by SparksInTheNightThey realized, though they hadn't noticed it before, that every time they freed a person corrupted, invisible stings were gathering around that person.. |