Writing

Beloved, do you love me more than you?

A Poem by Golnazhg

And within him runs a river as wild as a beast, but not just any beast; a panther�" cautious; eyes narrowed without ..

Gingerly in love

A Poem by Golnazhg

Silent lover, will you remember me when you’re wild and grown? When you fall in love with yourself more than any woman? Sil..

WILD

A Poem by Leah

Wild things we are,Tossed on lakes of greenLike little boats at shore,We never grew our wings.Beat the drums and dance,Screaming to the wind,We bet ou..

Chapter Five: The Promise of Uncertainty

A Chapter by Mika Franolich

There before her stood a tall, dark man, whose countenance was that of one who had seen much in life. He stood straight and tall, and though he was re..

A Wild Ordinary

A Poem by elodie

God, I want to drive At three in the morning To the middle of nowhere And let the cool night air Kiss my skin Just because I can breath..

Nuevo Laredo

A Story by Puentes

A memory of the place I used to call home.

The Edge of The Wilds

A Poem by Jessica Gillitzer

I linger where you are, I search your eyes as they look right past meThey're a kaleidoscope of broken hopes and haunting realitiesYou're looking at me..

Unedited Melancholy

A Poem by PatrickPink

I don't know if I miss intimacy or the wilderness more

Alma

A Poem by J.M. Santós

Mujer de miel y piel tiernaCon ojos llenos de noche obsidio y palomas blancas.Mi pecho grita aqui mientras espero por solo un chanceUna oportunidad de..

Creation myth 

A Poem by pharaohnica

The night was born With a thousand screaming stars The egg had cracked Pearl-scaled dragon slithered out The moon turned pale And hid behind ..

Dartmoor

A Poem by PatrickPink

I'm reading a lot of love craft at the moment, so here's one I threw together quickly this morning

Its Right Now

A Book by Mie Reyes

There are so many things in this world that people don't understand. But Genevieve had. She understood more than she could take.

Wild as the flame

A Poem by Laura Kate

Her hair is wild like the lion's mane,She runs free all through the nightBut there's a price to pay to know this woman,Her gold blonde curls mesmerise..

Howl

A Poem by K. S. Cook

HowlSinging of sorrows to the nightThe wind may howl and join the fightTeeth and bone, fur and fear,Pack is all, and all are nearThe wilds and wonders..