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I Missed The BoatA Poem by Crazy Cat ManA poem about how I have been feeling lately |
Jazz ComaA Story by mokshaJazz Coma By Heidi Kline Chopin whispers from the back room of the old house like a secret. The woman sits in contemplatio.. |
On Signifying One's LifeA Poem by Willys WatsonOn Signifying One's Life What does not frighten the young boy will seldom grow to torment the man he must soon become. Sitting on a porch on a .. |
The Age of 50A Poem byI never thought I'd live to see that day |
Half LifeA Poem by James William DyerWaking up in the morning with your mind already spinning. |
Droops & DropsA Poem by jdr / JenniferA satirical poem about one woman's exaggerated point of view on aging |
Aging ReflectionsA Poem by thinktodiscoverFoolish pity, stop ignoring the lesson. It’s determined to be learned. Curse that little girl, why did she dream so much? She couldn’t wa.. |
My Granny's HouseA Poem by The NamelessA poem I wrote about my granny and her sentimental connections to her possessions |
EternalA Poem by Mike DaviesA poem about how love may remain constant and eternal in a world of incessant change. |
Better TimesA Poem by SnowydustyBetter Times One day as I settled down for a pleasant nap, Where the trees did grow and the apples sat, My youth was stolen by the by, .. |
TwilightA Poem by VerserHe descends to bed in parts, windblown weary,And dreams of daybreak coffee with the sea,At dawn his aching legs take him thereWhere the winter waves w.. |
Peter PanA Poem by Meredith BPeter Pan got oldDrunk with unrealityJust a sad ginger |
Visiting GrandmaA Story by Katie BiekerA young girl sits on her Grandmother’s lap and absorbs the memory with all of her senses. This is a simply written story of the thread that bin.. |
Less Than AngelsA Poem by runningturtle87She is not what she was, unless I shut my eyes and see her with my heart. |
Less Than AngelsA Poem by runningturtle87She is not what she was, unless I shut my eyes and see her with my heart. |
LipstickA Poem by Blessed_AuthorA Fresh page of my writing, a poem. "Lipstick." My inspiration came from my grandma's lipstick collection. Written in her point of view (: Enjoy! |
Chapter InfinityA Poem by Michael Kevin SpencerI have lit the cherished candles Over an over again for married friends To make the evening shine Of our year-signature, that time We .. |
Hey, Who Said...A Poem by Odin RoarkAt times, the world seems bent on just complaining, especially those with some years behind them. Staying "conscious" dictates there's no time to b***.. |