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When Light Did ImpartA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..Our souls all became transparent as glass as we drank in new strength when light did impart..... |
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Speechless HeartsA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..A collaboration by Neva Flores and Aidz Giannini |
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Poem for my Invisible BirdA Poem by Honestly, AbeWritten in response to (my favorite poet) Craig Arnold's poem titled "Bird Understander." |
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Of HeartA Poem by Sasha CohenHe walked the darkened streets of his mind,the street lights flickering and the puddles motionless.There was not a sound save his footsteps and hisjea.. |
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Sands TouchedA Poem by Ripple of AquaWhy is it always the young who pay for the consequences of the old? Inspired by E.E. Cummings' "in Just-" |
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FootstepsA Poem by GuardianZackLife, such a strainCan't call the doc'cause they no cure for the painA maze of distractions, nowhere to turnAlice, down the rabbit hole, watch the las.. |
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The Last EntryA Story by stevie marieA girl follows in her mother's footsteps after enduring daily abuse from her father. It's the only way out. It was easy for her mother, it should be e.. |
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DreamsA Poem by NyanachiDreaming I was someone else,when all realities swallow me.everything I am feels dirty,yet life itself clean.and there's no soap.and I have no bubbles... |
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Promise meA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereDementia is our most-feared illness, more than heart disease or cancer. David Perlmutter |
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Return of the WandererA Poem by David Lewis PagetThere’s a time at night when the moon is full And the breakers pound the beach, The world is dark and asleep, the gull Lies nes.. |
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From First We MetA Poem by AnnaFrom first we met,our feet were so out of tune.I know him still, and yet,our steps are not quite in sync.But I like to think, that once in awhile,we a.. |
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A Small Tick of TimeA Poem by Alfred KukitzTick, tock |
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The PaintingA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe painting sat in an old junk shopAt the far end of The Strand,It caught my eye and it made me stopThough the subject wasn’t grand.A woman sto.. |
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FootstepsA Poem by Alfred Kukitzwalk on |
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