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Old Betsy - Part 2

Old Betsy - Part 2

A Poem by Randy Johnson


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.
There wasn't even time to say goodbye

There wasn't even time to say goodbye

A Story by ElsaC


Enveloped in fear and darkness, I trash about in the freezing water. My joints and muscles may be weak but my determination is strong. This is n..
Lantern: A Shanty

Lantern: A Shanty

A Poem by Anna


I did not leave you,I will not die.Look to the stars,or to the sky.My name is there,gaze up and know.Look to the sands,or to the snow.I cannot forsake..
Undercover Mother

Undercover Mother

A Story by Barb Abel


It started out fun -- everyone believing Jacqueline and her mom are sisters. But after two years of attending the same university, Jacqueline is havin..
Dear Father

Dear Father

A Poem by Anna


God's arms are outstretched above the rolling sea,well he knew that, his dear father told him that.Saying, "God loves you, my son. Remember?"But the s..
Where Have They Gone, poem 1

Where Have They Gone, poem 1

A Poem by daninstockholm


These two poems are a new re-write of a poem I posted earlier. They are about my recollections of the impact of the war in Vietnam and it's impact on ..
Where Have They Gone, poem 2

Where Have They Gone, poem 2

A Poem by daninstockholm


These two poems are a new re-write of a poem I posted earlier. They are about my recollections of the impact of the war in Vietnam and it's impact on..
Keys to my Heart and Soul

Keys to my Heart and Soul

A Poem by Xander West


Written thinking of my dauhghters
Love Left Unsaid

Love Left Unsaid

A Poem by Sethnicity


Ever been thinking while taking the kids to school? I have.
Beth: A Lament

Beth: A Lament

A Poem by Anna


When she spoke I thought I had listened,I thought I had heard all that she could be.But as time surpasses us, I know I truly didn't,because I don't kn..
Pink Delinquent

Pink Delinquent

A Poem by goldie uttamchandani


my little girl
The Starboard Lullabies; Ahead

The Starboard Lullabies; Ahead

A Poem by Anna


He pulled the gentle tide up to his chest,a warmer blanket of shell and sea froth.Harbor ships dipped; creak and moan,calm slept beneath where he hid ..
My Grandmother's Hands

My Grandmother's Hands

A Story by F. Mary Jesson


Some thoughts one Valentine's Day a few years ago.
A Prescription For Positivity

A Prescription For Positivity

A Poem by Zanna


Become your own best friend.
MORAL OF KISSING 1962

MORAL OF KISSING 1962

A Poem by Terry Collett


PARENTS AND DAUGHTERS DISCUSS KISSING AT THE DINNER TABLE IN 1962
Dear Woman

Dear Woman

A Poem by Brandart


This poem describes my love and respect for the woman.