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Earth And Sky Take NoticeA Poem by Earl SchumackerDawn emerges |
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There is a word for the sea.A Poem by Ken Simm.Reimaged. |
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ON THE SEAA Poem by QuickbeamBlue oceans deep, Brown masts tall, White sails breathe, Grey seagulls call. Silver fish swim, Glittering waves crash, B.. |
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TempestA Poem by Raul MorenoA wooden vessel,Buffeted by seething waves:Treacherous waters. |
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Clair De LuneA Poem by Brittany DefrancoA poem I made listening to the piano music of "Clair De Lune" |
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LoveA Poem by RozettaLove Is an ocean I fall in Without a tail to swim, Without a trail to follow. At times, It’s a dream; A strange volcano Goi.. |
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Prehistoric SeaA Poem by TimLong-necks gliding pastAmmonites flitting in swarmsAncient primal reefs |
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Call of the SeaA Poem by Elizabeth MartinA miniature rant about the beauty of the ocean. |
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The Future Doesn't WaitA Chapter by Mika FranolichChapter 2: Finding Able I woke up the next morning to squealing and fists pounding my shoulder. “Marcius, ya righ’ basterd, get the f**k o.. |
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I'm Not Giving Up, I'm Just Giving In.A Poem by OmarThis is a piece I wrote about letting go of all the things that torment me from the past, the unresolved issues I allowed to fester and rot within me,.. |
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A Sunsets DreamA Poem by AllauraRoseA poem about a sunset on the beach, how it helps you escape reality. |
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THE ROARING BLUE AND WHITEA Poem by QuickbeamAt peace is that solitary feeling you have with the ocean. The intimate conversation with the crashing surf, immersed in the cool rolling water. .. |
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His ElementA Poem by KdmRumor has it that he was derived from the forest. She was smart enough to acknowledge that rumors could hold some truth, but she also knew that he was.. |
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The waves of the oceanA Poem by KikiA poem about the sea. :) |
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Maritime VisionA Poem by AnnaI wake to the scream of my alarmpulled from underwater, ripped from your arms;I am dragged out of the sea, I want to go down;I want to go back to your.. |
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time endsA Poem by gianna iuliucciim in love with my best friend. but time refuses to let us be |
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SaltwaterA Poem by AnnaI am drawn nightly to the frothy grain-scattered seashoreto eye the tide as it glides with the wind to meet my ankles.The stars in the water's surface.. |
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