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We AreA Poem by AlexxThe rays of morning sun lay upon her faceHoneydew had entered our noses.On this field we lay from night, 'till dawn's break Love being anything but c.. |
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RoseA Poem by WolfYou're the rose which defies the coldest winter;You shine in the middle of the white field with a lovely red,You dance in the falling snow like a swan.. |
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"Cuckoo" - Chapter 4: The Emperor's CastleA Chapter by Jason BubbleoThomas presents Klein to Emperor Tartan at his castle. |
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Operational Culture for the WarfighterA Poem by Robert RonnowWhat would be the point, in this first winter snow, of goingback to several of the women whose bodies I have knownand wondering what they thought abou.. |
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Cosmo's MoonA Poem by Robert RonnowThe only problem with 'Moonstruck'is Cosmo's moon could never be so large in winter,stand for luck.Mid-winter sledding brought joysnow, speed, althoug.. |
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Undersky Sleeping, HousekeepingA Poem by Robert RonnowIn the holy spotwith a sitting rock,an oak. In backyards, shagbark hickory and maple.Ants climb the rock.August, birdscelebrate floweringweeds, the se.. |
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Field Of LaughterA Poem by NovaeSpesOne of my best memories.. |
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Certain Seas and Barren FieldsA Poem by ElisaA poem about life from the pens of my favorite poets. |
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Wild FlowersA Poem by Stephen J. VattimoA poem about the cycle of life. |
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Field of MarbleA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereIn death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Edgar Allan Poe |
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Bad MovieA Poem by Robert RonnowWe should have gone outside instead of watching oneof the sillier, senseless, meaningless movies it is possibleto rent or buy. Winter or not the field.. |
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Stable HorseA Poem by WriteforlovelyStable horse ran away to be with the birdsthe birds didn't want this stable horsethey knew he didn't belongthe stable horse wasn't satisfied with the .. |
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Leaving the FieldA Story by Shelf GThis is a band story about a competition gone awry. |
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The Fields Of HomeA Poem by AnnaPink buttercups and yellow wheat grass,swaying idle on the sweet hills back home.So strange to the odd lands I travel now,a distant thought to each pl.. |
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Ballad Of The SleepersA Poem by AnnaCurly haired, kindly smiles,pipe smoke and wandering eyes.To venture upon such a sight,he sought not after gold nor whys.Tangled, but not forever so l.. |
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The Survivor's BalladA Poem by AnnaWe shake the shiver from our hollow bones,cold breath lingers inside each heaving lung.Our eyes are dry and tired from this Winter,and I know it's tim.. |
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The Tree of Green LeavesA Poem by Hazem ElashaalA field of green,Home to a tree,The tree of green leaves,Doormat to the rising sun,Subject to the sovereignty of seasons,Neighbor to the bushes of whi.. |
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AnnA Story by WicahpiAustralian Ann is visiting her sister in south central Pennsylvania 10 Words I Give |
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