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LifeA Poem by NebulaI do not listen to the formatted speech I prefer to express myself describe the stories of my reality Not the dope of TV Perfect family Villa .. |
Chilly Balls & Cold Feet... No Thanks..A Poem by OnlymeWell the snow has comeand the early dark nightsdon't make it easy to driveon black ice.Let alone evenduring daylight either.You're like a ballet dance.. |
Being JapaneseA Poem by Earl SchumackerThe gravity of being human at the bottom of the world. |
UnfrozenA Poem by BThe tranquil night would veil a starAs the paper rocks would flyUnrevealed through the staring eyes of the nightLeading to a glory like love through g.. |
She stole the light then painted white all summer'..A Poem by GeeAutumn..More simple stuff !! |
UntitledA Poem by StarlingWords that sat on a work-in-progress page for ages until they decided they were already done. |
Fahr an' IceA Poem by Michael R. BurchFahr an' Iceby Michael R. BurchFrom what I know of death, I'll side with thosewho'd like to have a say in how it goes:just make mine cool, cool rocks .. |
Not Elves, ExactlyA Poem by Michael R. BurchNot Elves, ExactlybyMichael R. BurchSomething there is that likes a wall,that likes it spiked and likes it tall,that likes its pikes’ sharp rows.. |
All AfterglowA Poem by Michael R. BurchAll AfterglowbyMichael R. BurchSomething remarkable, perhaps ...the color of her eyes... though I forgetthe color of her eyes ...perhaps her hairthe w.. |
Yamaguchi Seishi haiku translationsA Poem by Michael R. BurchYamaguchi Seishi haiku translationsGrasses wilt:the braking locomotivegrinds to a halt.― Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation byMichael R. BurchC.. |
Yamaguchi Seishi haiku translationsA Poem by Michael R. BurchYamaguchi Seishi haiku modern English translationsGrasses wilt:the braking locomotivegrinds to a halt.―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation byMic.. |
WinterA Poem by Michael R. BurchWinterby Michael R. Burchafter William BlakeThe rose of love's bright promiselies torn by her own thorn;her scent was sweetbut at her feetthe pallid a.. |
As Roses BloomA Poem by Michael R. BurchRoses for a Lover, IdealizedbyMichael R. BurchWhen you have become to meas roses bloom, in memory,exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,will I recallR.. |
Geode, a ResemblanceA Poem by Michael R. BurchGeode, a Resemblanceby Michael R. BurchTake this geode with its rough exterior―crude-skinned, brilliant-hearted ...a diode of amethyst―wil.. |
The Frozen ReignA Story by John CionciThe first story in the Transcendents series. |
Fatality Parts 1&2A Story by John CionciLast story in the Transcendents series |
Tundrawolf MusingsA Poem by Austin Wade RunyonAbstract icy musings of a tundrawolf with winter depression |
Let's play spot the difference.A Chapter by Gabriel B.What's the difference between Michigan and the Middle East? Marek considers. Also, ice fishing! |
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