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Love Turned Lusty.A Poem by MaximusChains Unbroken, Passion ignites. |
WastelandA Poem by LaurenWe lack so much. Nothing is here anymore. No tunes nor melodies to bring orderly peace. An empty wasteland where the trees have died and the vultures .. |
Since My Childhood.A Poem by MaximusThe Wild Adventure Of Childhood. |
Reprocessed RainA Poem by schlanksThe swell of clouds crowds us closeA bustling world now walled in scopeBathed in listening humidityIs the pull of an emergent memoryA greeting from th.. |
What Say You MeA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..That which the heart speaks seldom adheres to rules and regulations of style, rhythm, or punctuation ... |
Lost&FoundA Story by RegardeeA exercise for the brain in thinking, imagining and writing |
'Twas the EveA Poem by p lawrenceA Christmas remembrance. |
AfterglowA Poem by Thomas CoxThis poem stems from the inevitable passage of time. Childhood memories are fainter than they once were, which reminds me of the afterglow after a sun.. |
RESENTMENTA Story by R J FullerHow long can we resent? No matter how long, eventually, we will resent no more. |
ScatteredA Poem by Melinda McQueenScattered In the silence, I remember days gone by. Times and places I’ve lived, Where I’ve grown inside. .. |
Knowing All the Names of Birds. The Various You.A Poem by Ken Simm.Part of the Various You series. Part of the Covering. A love poem. |
BedfordA Poem by Jeff Bresee...memories never to be forgotten |
Memories EtchedA Poem by Jeff BreseeSaw feathered skies through children’s eyes |
MomentsA Poem by Jeff Breseefor times will come around... |
ReflectionA Poem by Jeff BreseeI lie there just thinking as minutes rolled by,... |
Diario dei sogni: Giornata da Campo Hobbit alla mo..A Story by Fernet BrankoPrimo episodio del mio diario dei sogni. Nulla di che, un tentativo di riscrivere in modo un po' romanzato i sogni che faccio, registrati come audio.. |
Diario dei sogni: CamminareA Story by Fernet BrankoCammina, camminaSon giunto alla fineSon Diogene il vecchioLa lampada in manoGirovago il mondo in cerca dell'uomoModello d'ingegno e di dignità... |
Diario dei sogni: Cambio di casaccaA Story by Fernet BrankoSapete? Giocare a Metal Slug è sempre bello.Un gioco di un'ignoranza abissale, un gioco davvero figo; spara, fai esplodere, fai saltare in aria.. |
I miss my MotherA Poem by DreamSharerI miss my mother...I long for her...Her thyme and cheese braided bread... |