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the fairy kingdom chapter 1A Chapter by bookwormit is Adrianna's birthday, & unfortunately she has to go to school that's where she meets the new students. |
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Simple Haiku'sA Poem by Mr. AnonymousA few simple Haiku's about nature of the High Desert. |
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Uniform NatureA Poem by ~Dragon XMowing the lawn from two completely different perspectives. o3o |
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Requiem of the WeedsA Poem by AeraThaln7Rejected, shunned, we search for home again, a place where we could grow and live like trees where we could coexist with plants and men a.. |
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The Moon's WalkA Story by Navara-DesenWhen the moon isn't up in the sky where does it go? Where does it wonder? where does it rest? |
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A hundred faces of nature.A Poem by Mehak MushtaqA house made of birchIt stands near the churchIt is full of words, yet silentSo peaceful, yet so violent.A river of blood flowsLove and hatred so clos.. |
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WeedsA Poem by Tekie ScytheI had to write this for class. |
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UPROOTA Poem by Onyia-Ali, Kingsley Chukw..Any seed that is not of you |
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My Hand Slipped...A Poem by Madison GraceI’m spilling outin the wrong directionstrying to carry the flowof my bleeding personinto a wanted affliction�"But the sands of my so.. |
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WEEDSA Poem by NeiL ArandAThey are flowers too once you get to know them |
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The weedsA Poem by SAYED THANGALweeds are always a problem for the crops |
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New Old FriendsA Poem by UC PoikaAn acrostic sonnet I wrote for my friend and SCRABBLE partner Julie whose name is included in the opening letter acrostic. We've been friends for yea.. |
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A Long, Long Walk by the LakeA Poem by David Lewis PagetThese winter days have been cold and grey, The sun is hidden above, Much of my life is spent that way Since I lost my only love, F.. |
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Planting The SeedA Story by Bishop R. Joseph OwlesTwo parables are rattling around in my brain today: The first is the Parable of the Sower. (Matthew 13:3-9; Luke 8:5-8; Mark 4:3-8). In this parabl.. |
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If I Thought...A Poem by David Lewis PagetI wanted to go to the end of the street To buy a chocolate éclair, But now I’m at the end of the street, The end of the .. |
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Crimson DawnA Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s an angel down in my garden plot But she’s overgrown with weeds, She looms up out of the sassafras Set back in amo.. |
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Under-sky sleeping, bone keepingA Poem by Robert RonnowIn the holy spotwith the sitting rockthere is oak. Outwhere humans livethere is shagbark hickoryand maple.Ants climb the rock.August, and young birdsa.. |
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Focal WeedsA Poem by Carlton RolleAn intro to several photography shots that are focused on plant life. To view the photos visit: http://soadioh.com/2015/03/26/focal-weeds/ |
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