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The WordsA Poem by K-A-R-K-E-R Got It Memori..poem i wrote :3 |
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ChiaroscuroA Poem by T. F. RiceFinding and defining your authentic self is more important that it sounds. When we don�t define our- selves sufficiently, we allow others to define us. Is that another�s right?.. |
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We Must Have More Perturbing PoemsA Poem by T. F. RiceWe must have more perturbing poems and less word landscapes. Think. When you see a brook, what of it is odd? Not just the moving water and all those talking rocks! The brook is a living art.. |
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Give Me Five Minutes: An Essay on B..A Story by T. F. RiceGive Me Five Minutes If you are a skeptic who doesn’t believe the promises of “green energy”, often scoffing at the idea that our world needs fixing, think on this. What if you h.. |
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As ThusA Poem by Patricia PonceAs Thus As would fireball cure midsummer night's blues when fairytale parachutes thus effervescent mist, crystallized a hue of floating dust whose dreams flew As desolate moon, torri.. |
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Wind IIA Story by T. F. RiceJust a little experiment with words... that ended up in my newest book... |
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For HumorA Poem by T. F. RiceMorning In the bedroom darkness, dressing, we moon the dogs but they can’t see. Credits: Orig. publ. in Small Towns Are Not So Small, TFRice, 2008. |
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One Concert. One Stripper. One Gran..A Story by swayJenkinsIt was 1999. I was fresh out of high school and freshly transported from the Midwest to Florida; a skinny geek with silver framed glasses and a ten-dollar haircut parted to one side doing computer s.. |
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A Rainbow's EndA Poem by T. F. RiceA Rainbow’s End All Perry’s roads end in brown and green fields, dotted with a pirate’s booty of golden coins. Credits: Orig. publ. in Small Towns, the Cit.. |
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With AbandonA Poem by angelI want to drift through lavender fields. The petals so soft like the fingers of children, laying hands on my face. Bringing their kisses. The sun bursting lips. The warm blush of roses. .. |
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Normandy Park.A Book by swayJenkins |
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Chapter 1: A Day in the Life of a S..A Chapter by Amanda KnottsCaleb's life was alright he worked part-time, and for free as the local school's janitor where the teacher's allowed him to attend lectures and gain knowlegde that most slaves shouldn't know. It was .. |
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Normandy Park: Chapter One.A Chapter by swayJenkinsA run-down brick building sits off of some all but abandoned stretch of State Route 18 in a section of town trying to do its best impression of the bustling metropolis it was planned to be, but failed.. |
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Devolution.A Book by swayJenkins |
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Devolution: Chapter One.A Chapter by swayJenkinsI am not a career criminal by any stretch of the imagination. Until this point, my closest brushes with the law have dealt with some parking tickets that were promptly paid in full. I’d worked i.. |
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Snip.A Story by swayJenkinsI was 14 and going in for a second operation on my eyelid. I had what they call a ptosis - or something close to that – which is basically a droopy eyelid that causes astigmatism, bad eyesight, .. |
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SuccumbingA Poem by Jenna ErwinI see a rose as red as night, with thorns to prick and take their toll. I lose more my way with each new fright, and with each new caress lose more my soul. You are my fall from a shallow grace,.. |
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An Unwise ConclusionA Poem by Donald A. ErcoliniIt explains a person in distress, and the worlds response, and the choice set before the person, and a possible outcome. |
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Picturesque LoveA Poem by Ryan LusePicturesque Love a ryan luse jam When I fell for her, I gathered all the colors her heart possessed I mixed them on a sun kissed canvass of colors that she had blessed I painted with my fingers.. |
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My SoulA Poem by Jenna ErwinIf I pricked my soul would you see it bleed rivers of fish and life, a world of deep shadows, and a sea of forbidden desires? Would it be red and black like the wars of times past and would y.. |
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