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How Deep the HeroA Poem by Alfred KukitzI'm thinking D Day here. A grand sacrifice for freedom where my uncle lays in Normandy cemetery. Just how deep does the hero have to go in that triump.. |
Chapter (31) AIRCREW. Tears are in my eyes.A Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANWRITTEN AS A TRIBUTE TO BRAVE 90 YEAR OLD LADY I MET THIS MORNING. 28/09/2014 |
The BelieverA Book by Ma'at |
Princess of the Beasts: The Truth That Destroys Ev..A Book by RedRozeNinja13Wren used to be a Princess to a prosperous kingdom- but when the truth is revealed it leads her on a quest she never could have thought possible... |
PrologueA Chapter by RedRozeNinja13How far would you go to change who you are? Not because other people wanted you to, but because you wanted to? To become the sort of person you never.. |
Chapter One: A Positively Perfect PrincessA Chapter by RedRozeNinja13“Astraea?” A soft voice pokes its way through the haze of sleep. I am vaguely aware of it, but I ignore it with the hopes that it will le.. |
Chapter Two: Responsibility and Morality, Choose O..A Chapter by RedRozeNinja13“The….truth?” I swallow, slowly stepping towards him. Why is the room so dark…? Why does he have a video screen set up&hel.. |
PrologueA Chapter by A.M. Victoria (LostWritin..Testing? Testing to see if Error 001 lets me upload long chapters from my book (without the book? |
Acrostic BRAVERYA Poem by Bright Ocean StarThis is my son, Max's, creation, in response to an English class project... |
Our VeteransA Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO ALL OF THE USA VETERANS ON VETERANS DAY. |
NumbA Poem by Gianna ContilloThis poem captures the emptiness within a deeply pained individual, at one point, this individual was me. Amidst the realm of pain, we are found with .. |
America the seeing-eye dogA Poem by Robert RonnowPolicy or personalquestions? In the poem Two White Winesa child adopted from Cambodiais a thing of beauty, and so she isas she showed herself to be ye.. |
Clearing GroundA Poem by julie hollandI did the hard work today In between sips of coffee. I did it with one hand- Never putting my cup down. Brick by brick I lifted and cleared. .. |
Beauty/BeastA Poem by KendralokaiA short poem, up for interpretation, but mostly falling in the category of depression and fighting one's demons. |