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My mind runs circles

I wish I was out

with my drunk, juvenile friends

(And their drunk<

[Prologue:]

“Astrid I’m leaving you.” He stood beside one bulging suitcase looking sort of a

Princess of Baine

Chapter 1 – Plans of Discord

The sun shook off its comatose state and greet

Humor/Satire / PLEASE READ THIS!

Created by hvy_mtl8089 about 11 hours ago

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Poetry / i don't know if I can but i will

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

i walk into the grotto

by moonlight

near my mother’s house.

it is winter

Haiku/Senryu / glory

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

the Wind

reclaims the tall tree

that stands alone

Broken

but not conque

Poetry / host tree

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

when

the ips beetle

pierces the bark

the ambrosia beetle

will soon come aft

Poetry / technology

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

when the power is on

and disruption takes place

a sudden resurgence

of power

Poetry / trout fishing

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

for Ivan

i stood in

up to my neck

just for us to know

how deep it was.<

Poetry / "Real Change"

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

a newspaper sold to benefit

the homeless in Seattle

e pluribus unum



the

Haiku/Senryu / for Ivan

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

frost on the grass

a good day for training

fully nude

with bare feet

Poetry / annuals

Created by Alstromeria about 23 hours ago

sleep in the soil

for one season only

thrust like spears

the first few inches

Poetry / God Save the Kings: A Poetic Response

Created by inxthexpinesx about 24 hours ago

Cue Hamlet,

stumbling through the shadow

of the valley of lunacy

Skull and cross bone

Poetry / God Save the Kings: A Poetic Response

Created by inxthexpinesx 1 day ago

Cue Hamlet,

stumbling through the shadow

of the valley of madness.

Skull and crossbone<

Haiku/Senryu / the middle way

Created by Alstromeria 1 day ago

the setting

sun

between

two trees

leaves

half in shade

Quotes / in love

Created by lovelee1313 1 day ago

In love war is fair.

Sci Fi & Fantasy / Knew Campton 2-Ch 4 of 4

Created by FrakKevin 1 day ago

Parked across the street in Drevan’s blue Jeep, He and Milo monitored the house of Amanda Boyd, the fiancée of

Poetry / Stopped

Created by jalubcarrey 1 day ago

Do we duel through calloused eyes,

on sharp rocked shoals

covered by frothing,

 

Poetry / The Brightest Star

Created by jonationmusic 1 day ago

‘The Brightest Star’, written by Jo Sandow

Blacked out night,
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Sci Fi & Fantasy / Leyline chapter 9

Created by Jedikid129 1 day ago

“I guess I’m the one who’s responsible for everything.” As she begins, Lauren turns her shifty, ner

Poetry / Dealing in Words

Created by JPatrickAusanka 1 day ago

"Dealing in words is more dangerous than playing with fire. Words have their own ways of intoxicating you."

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Poetry / And What a Night it is

Created by Alex_Bruinekool 1 day ago

I sit,

slightly hunched over,

Pall Mall in my left hand,

listening to Gail Pettis

Poetry / Smoke Stains

Created by Alex_Bruinekool 1 day ago

The slow drone of a funeral march sets in

as I watch you

sitting on the table,

kicking

Sci Fi & Fantasy / Knew Campton 2-Ch 3 of 4

Created by FrakKevin 1 day ago

Drevan looked over at Milo who sat in the passenger’s seat. “Are you scared?”

Smiling, Milo

Sci Fi & Fantasy / Knew Campton 2-Ch1 & 2 of 4

Created by FrakKevin 1 day ago

Drevan entered the precinct, realizing for the first time it didn’t emulate the temperature outside. Cool air blowing

Sci Fi & Fantasy / Knew Campton 1-Ch3 & 4 of 4

Created by FrakKevin 1 day ago

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Sci Fi & Fantasy / Knew Campton 1-Ch1 & 2 of 4

Created by FrakKevin 1 day ago

Wiping away sweat, Sherriff Alcoy ran his hairy plump hands over his baldhead. The creaking ceiling fans provided little ai

Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Molded, Shaped and Formed by the Father's Love

Created by serialroomarranger 1 day ago

The other day I was sitting at the kitchen table remembering when our boys were young. Clayton (our youngest) wit

Journal, Diary, & Blogging / i really dont know

Created by l13dj13 2 days ago

He stares at me and tells me how beautiful I am, yet still I don’t feel it. I don’t feel the love that he procl