Writing

One Mores

A Story by Robyn

She's just a girl, who loved a boy. But sometimes these things just run their course.

Play It Again, Sam

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

...a nod to Casablanca and love

Fools’ gold

A Poem by Laura Kate

Fools’ gold in the treasure chest. Souls sold, for a lap in which to rest. A treasure he seeks; something unique. A bright new flame - ..

Beautiful Darkness

A Poem by WillaDanvers

We all love differently and I'm learning how to listen to the words not said, but shown in emotion and body language.

The Flame Burning Within

A Story by Rae Anne

A piece about how challenging, yet rewarding the feeling of loving a person can be... Love creates a flame burning within two people.

Where is the love?

A Poem by Onlyme

You can be with someone a very long timeand you never actually full comprehend what they are really like.You only see, a part of who they really are.A..

Amore

A Story by Laura Kate

A short sequence / chapter - my starting point for an idea I’m working on.

A Surfeit of Light

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

A Surfeit of Lightby Michael R. BurchThere was always a surfeit of light in your presence.You stood distinctly apart, not of the humdrum world,a chari..

A Hot Shower

A Story by roarke

For me anymore, a good hot shower is essential in attempting to melt away all the morning kinks and hitches that encumber my aging frame. Gone are th..

Love Is Not Love

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Love is not love that never lookedwithin itself and questioned all,curled up like a zygote in a ball,throbbed, sobbed and shook.(Or went on a binge at..

Isolde's Song

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

After the deaths of Tristram and Isolde, a hazel and a honeysuckle grew out of their graves until the branches intertwined and could not be parted. ..

Sweet Rose of Virtue

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Sweet Rose of Virtueby William Dunbar [1460-1525]loose translation by Michael R. BurchSweet rose of virtue and of gentleness,delightful lily of youthf..

First Hummingbird

A Poem by Brian Rihlmann

on my front porch spring’s first hummingbird hovers at the vine many years ago you came to me like that I had just opened fluted pi..

15. THE DEDUCTION

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson

Things are beginning to make some sense...

The Heaven's are Crying

A Poem by A Forgotten Heart

Tears fell from the sky,Another girl had ripped his heart out.The heavens couldn't hold in anymore,As his angels flew and a void filled his heart.The ..