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Stars and FirefliesA Poem by mackenzi_drewObservations: the simple beauty of the middle of nowhere |
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BY JOHN'S POND.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOT SHOWS A GIRL HIS SECRET POND IN 1962. |
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Experience The TeacherA Poem by StephenIn the woodsthere is a ponda mystery surrounds itit lies in the laundTales have been toldof this mysterious pondtales of enchantmentother tales, not s.. |
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RipplesA Poem by KimberPerched on stone, croaking.The echoed moon's slight rippleheralding their prey. |
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BY THE POND 1962.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL BY A POND IN SUSSEX IN 1962 |
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OVER SUMMER LOVE 1962.A Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL AND BOY BY A POND IN SUMMER OF 1962 AND TALK OF A SERIOUS MATTER |
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WHAT ELSE 1962?A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL AT A POND AFTER SCHOOL IN 1962 |
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SOFT GREEN BED 1962A Story by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL BY A POND ONE SUMMERY DAY IN 1962 |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by MiracleAce and lukas finally start trusting each other but who is the new strange girl, a friend or a foe......... |
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The Heron of the Kish and Other StoriesA Book by DaughterNatureA book of essays written by a displaced naturalist. This was originally going to be called "Any Path Will Do," but that sounded a little too fatalisti.. |
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FreezerA Chapter by DaughterNatureThis might sound a little harsh, but every word is true, taken from real-life experience and observations. |
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JUDITH KNOWS 1962A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL MEET BY A POND IN THE WOODS IN 1962 |
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Stuck in a pondA Poem by Dendra_dmA tanka poem (5-7-5-7-7) |
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DEBATE BY THE POND 1962A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL BY A POND AFTER SCHOOL IN 1962 |
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UPON MY FLESH 1962A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL BY A POND IN WOODLAND IN 1962 |
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The Pond and the FireA Story by CookeCodyHe was a pond. She was a fire. He sat idle in the motionless forest. The occasional ripple caused by a brave frog or a dumb leaf was all that ever dis.. |
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Twilight SymmetryA Story by Kathy Van KurinDescending winter darkness appreciated and welcomed by myself it's human companion. |
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The Pet OctopusA Poem by David Lewis PagetWhile wandering on a local beachHalf buried in weed and sand,The sparkle of something caught my eyeThe shape of an old tin can.I kicked it loose from .. |
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