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WATERA Poem by C.The word was the only prompt I got. Did it for a collection of poems published every month in my school back in the day. WAY old, almost forgot about .. |
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Finding PuddlesA Poem by Amen_PoppiesSo fun! |
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When the Stitches of Life Come UngluedA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..I look down at my feet and wonder if they even remember where they have run........ |
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Of HeartA Poem by Sasha CohenHe walked the darkened streets of his mind,the street lights flickering and the puddles motionless.There was not a sound save his footsteps and hisjea.. |
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Baby Blue'sA Poem by SPFCyan puddle, pull me in,Bring me back to life again.Midnight star, so wild and bright,Tuck me in to sleep tonight.Sapphire flame, burning blue,Show me.. |
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"Puddles"A Poem by stephen dillonyou won't scream anymore because now you are chocking on those wordswhen you try speak a soundyou just repeat the pastwhere the first words you spoke .. |
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OLD TIMES' SAKE.A Poem by Terry CollettON GETTING WET AND HOW TO GET WETTER |
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PotholesA Poem by Aries1984What life is like walking down the streets of Seattle. Maybe some people can relate to this. |
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stepped into the moon puddlesA Chapter by Lyn Andersona cool September night |
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Wet Rainy DayA Poem by BillyShort poem about my first Living memory |
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Dana's Adventures in Wellies Part 1 - A New Discov..A Chapter by MuddyWellyJuliaDana Jones was a young woman who lived on the outskirts of a big city in Scotland, working in an office in the city. Her life was simple enough - sh.. |
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Dana's Adventures in Wellies Part 2 - Breaking InA Chapter by MuddyWellyJuliaDana loves her new red wellies - especially when they come in handy on a rainy day with lots of puddles, as well as a little surprise... |
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Storm SurgeA Poem by gabiaimeeStorm Surge |
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Dana's Adventures in Wellies Part 4 - Mucky Birthd..A Chapter by MuddyWellyJuliaDana’s assumption was correct one. The following week at work turned out to be one of the slowest moving weeks she had ever endured. It was th.. |
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Was It Her?A Story by HeroicDemonA memoir of me as a boy riding my Huffy bicycle through a grade school after closing on a rainy afternoon and being surprised when I see a mysterious .. |
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