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Give me a New fishing pole! or Help me repair the ..A Story by Margene Wiese-BaierA what if situation.. |
Got to Make it THIS TIME! GOT TO MAKE IT THIS TIME..A Story by Margene Wiese-BaierA Dream a Message.. |
What holds you back the most?A Story by Margene Wiese-BaierInspiration |
Chorus of AngelsA Poem by Nicholas Antonio YoungI was listening to some beautiful ambient sounds, and this is how I felt while listening to it. |
The Reluctant Corpse.. or Live and not Die… Wri..A Poem by Margene Wiese-BaierA poem I wrote after thinking about the title all night.. I have been thinking about my MOM that was a Writer, and not knowing if anything that she wr.. |
All in the Body of Christ!A Story by Margene Wiese-BaierMessage to Churches .. that we are all part of the Body of Christ.. |
ReunionA Poem by Margene Wiese-BaierA Reunion between Father and Child.. A Spiritual poem.. |
The Shadow of a PeacockA Poem by Forbidden PoetThe peacock of myth and legend Hangs on the branches of life He whispers to spirits of nature And sips in the blood of time Holding myster.. |
The Change, Tales of AnewA Book by LCFreidericiIf you are tired of werewolves and vampires but love paranormal romance, this book is for you. There are soulmates and twin souls creating a new world.. |
MFAA Poem by L'Enfant TerribleOnce fooled, now former martyr. |
SamsaraA Poem by A. M. CharlesHell is deep, its cries echoing into heaven making angels bleed. Blood tinged tears are the solace that they weep, washing away sins with their tainte.. |
Loving YouA Poem by A. M. CharlesYour eyes cause my heart to stop, they still my breath.Your voice is the sacred note that created the universe.Your scent wracks my body, it steals my.. |
CrossroadsA Story by A. M. CharlesThe sent of burning wood washes over me, the air is cold and thick and envelops me like a shroud. The quiet here is deep and searching.I stand at a cr.. |
Dark MoonA Poem by A. M. CharlesThe echo of the silence reverberates through my body.The stillness is frigid and heavy.A melody cut short by the discordant breaking of a string.I sto.. |
Sweet SacrificeA Poem by A. M. CharlesHis lips are parted in sweet temptation,Muscles drawn tight as he rides his desire.Shudders rack his body as I trace his doom across his skinWith feat.. |