Writing

Naked

A Poem by SWANN

As I crawled from under the sheets naked, Dancing the songs of paradise I was wondering what it was like, ..

Flight of Dreams

A Poem by Melinda McQueen

Flight of Dreams Soaring through the open space, Knowing there has to be a place Where they can be able to glow And their m..

A Glimpse of Hope

A Poem by Melinda McQueen

A Glimpse of Hope To feel, to know A glimpse of hope, Is all I need To believe in my dreams. A sunbeam on a cloudy day, ..

Springtime Butter-flies ! Oh My !

A Poem by Easter3

One person's Drowned fly is another person's Butter-fly.

Why I hate butterflies

A Story by Eli Brewen

A short story about why butterflies scare me.

Butterflies on the Vine

A Poem by Jesse W.

Deep green, dark purpleMixed with fluttering yellowDefine the vineyardThe butterflies landRide the vines as though they wereBirds on power linesWatchi..

Differences

A Poem by Andrea Choong

A poem representing a boy and a girl who had a lot in common and fell for each other. However, the way the both live and treated one another brought m..

BUTTERFLIES AND ROSES

A Poem by SJ Mullins

Butterflies and roses are two of my favorite things I love the different designs on their fragile wings Love watching them in my garden whil..

can't trust them

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson

ummm go for it, interpret away

The search for a butterfly

A Poem by B.J

Rain forest search for life.

Fluttering

A Poem by Jake Brunton

A new poem. 9/12/2016.

Sabrina

A Story by jesero96

Looking back at the life and death of a childhood friend

Butterfly Room

A Story by DSJ Biggs

A woman goes back to her old childhood home after she begins dreaming events there that never happened. Upon returning, she comes to discover the trut..

Goldfinch and Thistledown

A Poem by Patricia Wedel

After a summer romance, goldfinch pair off with a mate...

Butterflies

A Poem by Caustic_Dystopia

It's like I'm walking through a green field while flowers bloom around me.The sun shines upon me not a single cloud to see.No wind at all, but yet, th..

Breath Before

A Poem by Keress Ambrose Frey Weidn..

The hair of the lightning, and the branches at its edgesForm to me some softly spoken soliloquyTo which there is no one who can resist the sound,Unbou..