Writing

Hickory Knoll

A Poem by Martina

As the waves silently lap against my feet,I wonder how many other people have set foot on this dock,My dock.Do they see the way the reeds blow Northwa..

Nightfall

A Poem by Cassiopia Summers

Me and a friend Andrew are gonna be challenging eachother for different types of writing. :) Here's the first challenge. :) You'll be seeing more writ..

Sebastian

A Poem by Felicity Francis

the water is starting to glaze over, and I can start to see the ice on top. the breeze is salty, and I inhale it and think of how I shall..

it was hot but we stayed out of the water

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson

yeah, i remember.it was hot that day,cloudless.sweat on your brow.on my upper lip.and we went to the pier,smelled the fish andsalt and exhaust.we met ..

Beneath the Ventura Pier

A Story by AnonymousBeauty

A girl experiences her first heartbreak

Grey Ocean

A Poem by Violet's Run

a poem about sadness as deep as an ocean

71% of Earth and 60% of our Body

A Poem by Jared Orlando

We met under the most perfect circumstancesFalling under the spell of breakers that soaked our clothingBreathing in air saturated with skeletons of di..

Below Pier 33

A Story by Imobile Repairs Computers..

A child witnesses something horrible on a trip to a California beach that will haunt his dreams forever...

Midnight Harbor

A Poem by Elisa

Inspired by a trip to The Pike

If Ghosts Could Lie

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

He stood at the end of the pier that day In hopes that they’d ask him on, But Marilyn had just sailed away With his elder broth..

The Piers

A Poem by Linzey

A walk poem that explains my memories at the pier as well as the thoughts I wonder a fellow student Max had before falling from the pier this last Feb..

The bridge that runs adjacent to the famous pier

A Story by Laura

Have you seen the man?Have you seen the tortured artist that lives near the pier?The loner who hides from the crowds, emerging only at midnight to dan..

Instead

A Poem by Ty

Instead.

The lover & the tide

A Poem by DannyGraves

I am cold,with head in handdown in the place I saw her last,under the pier with water and sandwatching the low tide rise,fast.Should I remainand let i..

Maritime Vision

A Poem by Anna

I wake to the scream of my alarmpulled from underwater, ripped from your arms;I am dragged out of the sea, I want to go down;I want to go back to your..

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