Tags : Glimpse

Subconscious Envisioned

Subconscious Envisioned

A Story by


The wind blew gently, a soft hum in the growing darkness. The first star of the night was glowing brightly, a reddish color. The sun to the left set o..
The Real Distance Between the Star and the Skye

The Real Distance Between the Star and the Skye

A Story by


Star stared out into the horizon where the sun set the clouds ablaze with corals and peaches and auburns that would melt the heart of any soul who had..
One Last Glimpse of Light

One Last Glimpse of Light

A Story by


From every angle the landscape had regained it's beauty and interest. To the west, the waterfall flowed gracefully into the asymmetrical pond. To the ..
And So I Lingered

And So I Lingered

A Poem by circesummer


In the dappled olive clearing of a wood, It’s not quite as warm. But it contains such a hushed beauty. The sunlight flashes in and ..
A Glimpse

A Glimpse

A Poem by Moonjean


Occasionally, we are so privileged to glimpse into life and believe it’s only a dream. We are the purest form of energy, affixed to soft tissue..
Glimpse

Glimpse

A Poem by Mek & the Infinite Madnes..


3 am... the clock had told her. The morning dew was still taking its shape and the dream was still fresh in her mind. It lingered like a kiss' after t..
Desperately Seeking

Desperately Seeking

A Poem by Harley


Kisses sweeter than my addictionWith emotions tangled in an affliction;Wide russet eyes meet my ownWith a message of "Yes, go on?"Lips softer than a f..
Share

Share

A Poem by Harley


A stolen kiss, not too soon,Stole my heart away 'fore noon,And as I watched, 'neath the floors,I see your body open mind's doors.To you I pause, and t..
Isabelle and the Chrysanthemum

Isabelle and the Chrysanthemum

A Story by Alan Zizou


A short tale about a little girl who listens to a strange voice at the moment she goes to sleep.
Love Letter To My Children

Love Letter To My Children

A Poem by Wendy Karasin


One family's journey.
A Glimpse of Death

A Glimpse of Death

A Story by Rococopay


Ashlyn, a young teen from Washington state, recently moved has found a nice group of friends. Only these good friends have, bad intentions.
The Hank

The Hank

A Story by Celie Rose


This small invisible being is very mischievous. It lives in your home and is always playing pranks on you.
What One Knows

What One Knows

A Poem by Satish Verma


Catching a glimpse of moon―
His name is Doug

His name is Doug

A Poem by mel


Doug and other drugs