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Sleepy Santa CruzA Poem by gabiaimeeOne of my favorite places |
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The Seventeenth YearA Story by WixedA piece written about a character I'd had in mind. Exploratory, in that I wrote this to discover her as she works to discover herself through a myster.. |
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Seattle SestinaA Poem by gabiaimeeSeattle's Summer Sestina |
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Summer AftermathA Poem by Augusto Miguel GamboaWhat happens when the warmth of the summer sun is gone? And you're left alone in the cold with nothing but the memories of what used to be. |
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StormA Poem by MalinThis is the story of when I thought I had fallen in love but as it turned out, it was easier to fall out than in. |
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The Fall of Winter and Our Eternal RemembranceA Poem by Quasi-MotorollaA poem about winter retreating and summer rising triumphant. |
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OnceA Poem by MimiKinA moment of peace and serenity on a summer evening. Remembering loved ones passed and other memories. |
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A "gift" from summerA Poem by SkibThis particular piece; I drew inspiration from memories of a heatwave whilst stuck on public transport. Not a time I will look back on with pleasure, .. |
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Summer StormsA Poem by eaglepoetInspired by summer storms. We've had a few mixed in with hotter days. The nighttime one can be beautiful. |
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Swimming HoleA Poem by AkechetaChildhood memories of a favored swimming hole. |
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Mississippi SummerA Poem by AkechetaMemories of my childhood in Mississippi |
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Pool DayA Poem by Ashlyn OliviaLife is a chaotic pool day |
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SeasonsA Poem by Little_ladyThis is a first draft, written in one setting without edits. I may edit later but I prefer to let my feelings about it settle first. |
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When It Rains In SummerA Poem by William ListonAnother day, watching sprinkling rain cascade upon summer's grass as Earth fades to a cloud of gray. The sun's gleaming colors vanish in the clouds, .. |
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Summer BygonesA Book by mariatyIn every girls life; there's a boy she'll never forget and a summer where it all began. -anonymous |
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Chapter (7) HAY FEVERA Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANHAY FEVER. The flowers in the garden, swayed gently in the breeze. And they made lots of pollen Which always made me sneeze. Th.. |
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ClosureA Poem by Elizabeth J. GelingerSummer Haiku |
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LossA Chapter by joblissettmoSome girls always look like they've just been fucked, Naomi thought as she stood in front of the living room mirror, pushing her hair off her face. It.. |
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