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A Poem by Chara


Even amidst the storm, everything will fall into place as long as we come back to what we call “home.” It can come in forms of people or e..
The Strange Truces of King Arthur

The Strange Truces of King Arthur

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


The Strange Truces of King Arthurby Michael R. BurchArtur took Cabal, his hound,and Carwennan, his knife,and his sword forged by Waylandand Merlyn, hi..
Mother

Mother

A Poem by Ben Robinson


He makes mistakes, And she watches him break, Then picks up his pieces, Unlike all the others, She was mother. Stood in the wings, Sat in the ..
The Reason Why

The Reason Why

A Poem by Brenda Alicia


Happiness sometimes is eluding to people. They struggle to find something that is a joyful constant. Depression affects so many people. In this piece ..
18. BLINKY’S BLUNDER

18. BLINKY’S BLUNDER

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


THE CASE OF MERCURY RISING, 18
Finding Yourself Again

Finding Yourself Again

A Poem by Dawn


Sometimes this world is a heavy placeand you have to step away and hide for awhile.As you can no longer deal and handle the stressesand anxieties that..
A Psalm for Muhammad Ali

A Psalm for Muhammad Ali

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


A Psalm for Muhammad Aliby Michael R. BurchThey say that gold don't tarnish. It ain't so.They say it has a wild, unearthly glow.A man can be more beau..
Not to be mean but...

Not to be mean but...

A Story by The Unknown Sith


I'm always told I say the meanest thing right after I say "not to be mean but..."
Elegy for a little girl, lost ...

Elegy for a little girl, lost ...

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Elegy for a little girl, lostbyMichael R. Burch. . . qui laetificat juventutem meam . . .She was the joy of my youth,and now she is gone.. . . requies..
She was the joy of my youth (Elegy)

She was the joy of my youth (Elegy)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


She was the joy of my youthbyMichael R. Burch. . . qui laetificat juventutem meam . . .She was the joy of my youth,and now she is gone.. . . requiesca..
The Deep Brown...

The Deep Brown...

A Poem by J. B.


I was riding the NYC metro when I looked beside me, witnessing an older black American man reading a headline that read "Lyching now made a hate crime..
Invite your Heart to experience Deep Inner Peace and Well Being

Invite your Heart to experience Deep Inner Peace a..

A Poem by Micheal Teal


not a poem - more a series of thoughts set free
Blossom

Blossom

A Poem by Ben Robinson


All the flowers my life blossomed.

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