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Lonely beachA Poem by MattWheatusReflections on a cold January beach walk |
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January 28th, 2011A Chapter by ~ Czarina Iris ~What the hell? |
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JanuaryA Poem by Valerie B.January sneaks in,a stealthy cat,crawling in when you least expect it,creeping up to begin the year.Then, when you finally start to love January,it sl.. |
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Things to Love About WinterA Story by Westminster AbbeyI love making lists! |
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Missing YouA Poem by DestinySeven years and not a day goes byThat I don't think of youI told myself the pain would get better but it never really doesYour voiceYour laughBoth fad.. |
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EyesA Poem by mireyaluciaWhat do you see when you look into eyes? This is my interpretation. |
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ParamourA Poem by Dana AlsamsamYour scent lingers on my skin ephemerally Until all that’s left is a vivid image And the idiotic smile on my face. I want to dwell .. |
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first monthA Poem by Sarah KhalilThis is possibly the least appropriate poem to be posted at the beginning of summer. It was written, of course, in January. |
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JanuaryA Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA look to the start of your year. |
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Sand CastlesA Poem by Kenzie MorgPoem for school. In the process of editing. Feedback? |
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Lesson of 1/28 Hospital StayA Poem by Jay SteitlerReflections on staying positive, in a terrible health crisis. |
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Happy New Year 2014A Story by Angel CrinerMy baby was feeling down so I wrote him a poem. This is the first poem I've written him as a matter of fact... http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/p.. |
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The Perfect Girl Diaries - January 1A Story by Michael KikleIn the Beginning January 1, 2014 “Dear Diary”. How many people actually begin a diary with those two words? Is it a cliché.. |
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What a small, small world by Kimberly ChuachingcoA Story by KIMBERLYThis is my composition, I decided to actually write a song that tells our story, how it all started. |
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In January, ThenA Poem by Terry KantA poem celebrating January as a time of rebirth rather than March. |
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Almost SpringA Poem by Robert RonnowAlmost Spring but only Februaryalmost February but only Januaryonly January but almost March.Almost everyday I play my trumpetalmost every night I rid.. |
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Pokeweed WaitsA Poem by Robert RonnowPokeweed waitsunderground, snow crustssmall greenish white flowers, leaves entireand alternate, black berriespoisonous, ripe late.Waits patiently past.. |
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