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Pure Essence

Pure Essence

A Poem by Sarah Ince


Dedicated to my dad on his recent passing in December 2010, aged 70, I describe how he returned to pure essence.
Teardrops

Teardrops

A Poem by wizzawiz


Teardrops stain my cheeks as I remember the man that was. A powerhouse of strength, Independence, Dedication, And my inspiration; Now shrunk and ..
She is loved and not her own

She is loved and not her own

A Poem by K8 Faith


This was written right after a big fight my dad and I had. After writing, I felt calm, at ease, raw & renewed. He is a good, good God.
Nothing But Faith

Nothing But Faith

A Poem by Karli


Explaining my Faith in God, without really saying it flat out.
Mount Danny

Mount Danny

A Story by Chelsea


A mountain of laundry.
The Hangman's Son

The Hangman's Son

A Poem by Sean Ethan Torres


If it was your job would you kill, would you do it I'd it was someone you loved?
The Hill, The Father

The Hill, The Father

A Story by TheTragicOffense


The Hill Part 1 The Father In the midst of time, HE stands. He sheds a tear. An infinite being. Capable of creating and destroying, of giving and..
ARIADNE WATCHES.

ARIADNE WATCHES.

A Poem by Terry Collett


LESBIAN LOVERS.
Lost, For Words

Lost, For Words

A Story by Cara Rosalie


Bill's daughter is missing...
The Great Trial

The Great Trial

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Taken, in nights stillness, after a prayer he had spoke, To be tried for the wrongful he not commit, The jury laughed and ridiculed, to them he was a ..
O' My Convalescence

O' My Convalescence

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Darkness falls upon my essence, Alone am I, miserable I feel, Take me home, O' my Convalescence, I speak with my breath, I steal.
disintegrating hope

disintegrating hope

A Poem by freelancejouster


game shows and trivia shows blare on, relentlessly, in my quest for more knowledge and outsmarting Watson someday. i sit there, or lay there, in front..
Sariel Hana

Sariel Hana

A Poem by Sariel Hana


I have eyes, They may be caked in glitter & vibrant hues. I am keen on a little color. I have hair. Reddish and brittle it may ..
addie

addie

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson


a dying father speaks to his daughter.
dear mystery man

dear mystery man

A Poem by Taylor


A man I never knew.