Tags : STORYTELLING

Stories of the Past

Stories of the Past

A Poem by aurora kastanias


Once upon a timeYou were important.Once upon a timeThey were inquisitive.They listened.They asked.They were fascinated and marvelledBy your stories of..
My Curly Hair Defines Me

My Curly Hair Defines Me

A Poem by Ty


My Curly Hair Defines Me
Storyline

Storyline

A Story by Amyline


James is a storyteller that enjoys using the creative power of other peoples' imagination- his stories are crafted out of suggestions given by his aud..
Poetry

Poetry

A Poem by Ty


Poetry
Odyssey of a Pomfret

Odyssey of a Pomfret

A Poem by neelesh chandola


a ballad of a dead pomfret
The night of the pianist

The night of the pianist

A Poem by Moataz El Sakkar


A poem that tells a story of a night when I missed the piano..
Story Told By An Old One

Story Told By An Old One

A Story by Whitney Shaw


An old Native American Indian man is telling a story to his grandson. His grandson does not know his Grandfather is very sick, and slowly dying.
The Suicide King

The Suicide King

A Book by E.R. Akley


The Mad Hatter is summoned to home of the Queen of Hearts and is ordered to tell the story of what the realm was like before her reign. Has the realm ..
Storytelling

Storytelling

A Poem by Marissa Fromm


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5:28 pm

5:28 pm

A Story by Raven Starhawk


A harvested soul splits in two as a blinded nation rises to fall. Whispers cease a reckless heart forged by bitter envy upon a jealous dream. Fr..
Much More Fools

Much More Fools

A Poem by Michael G. Smith


writers are a maddening bunch
3/29/19

3/29/19

A Poem by Andre Peterson


It's decided! This train will surely take me to where I was meant to be. Yet I hesitate. The steam and commotion has made me lose focus on what it..
4/10/19

4/10/19

A Poem by Andre Peterson


My morning has arrived. The ambience felt stale. I drew back the curtains and came face to face with a witches stare. I looked away shocked and sta..
4/29/19

4/29/19

A Poem by Andre Peterson


It takes four years to get over the swells of her majestics. Pure lore in spite of the mess that trails me. And now I am strapped to this chair writ..
5/7/19

5/7/19

A Poem by Andre Peterson


I listened to your voice last night. The one where you kept repeating words of tasteless struggles. All that worries you. You shriek at the sou..
The forest.

The forest.

A Poem by Andre Peterson


I stand alone, with fearful eyes and my shadows clone, my blood falls wet onto soft cool stone. The forest mocks my hunger, engulfing me whole. My ..
7/22/2019

7/22/2019

A Poem by Andre Peterson


I got lost again under the glow of these street lights. And after weeks, these hotels feel more and more like home. This city is very welcoming. A..