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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Children's stories: 12 of 300

The Monkey and the Board Long ago in a very old city, in a very old up-story apartment, there lived a single board. There was no other board in the city, he was the only one. Consequently this board was lonely. He did not have a friend in the world. This board did not even have a name. For who would think to name a board? No...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Futuristic tales: 3 of 36

A Forgotten Purpose They walked slowly through the night. It was just the two of them, the way it always was. It was dark and growing cold. Dew clung desperately to the long grass. Their bare feet were blue and chilled. They didn't know they were cold. They didn't care. Then their feet were stilled. A fire was swiftly built....
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Veteran's Day: 6 of 28

There was a man Sitting all alone On a park bench By a monument stone His hair was unwashed His clothing torn Everything about him Looked weary and worn He stared off into space In another time and place I couldn't help but wonder About the sadness in his face How could he sit So quiet, so still? I wondered, is he crazy? Cou...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain in life: 137 of 549

I'M THE NEEDLE As worlds collapse and judgments collide I'm swirling down a super slide Tunneling into overdrive My life flashes by my eyes And he's no longer by my side Trying to make sense Of our existence While he's fighting a war It's nearly pointless to ask What are people living for So many people in bubbles of their o...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Regret: 70 of 274

Why did I listen when I should have turned away why didn't I speak up when I had so much to say It was ugly The way I let myself doubt the way I let myself believe that I deserved to go without I know it sounds absurd but that voice was all I heard for so very long all I could hear was that hateful whisper in my ear I was a ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Facing the past: 68 of 117

I woke up Is it too late Have I done irreparable damage Have I sealed my fate Should I lay back down And refuse to see The memories rising up To challenge me I'm afraid to look What if I'm not enough What if they steal me back And swallow me up Shadows of the old me I'd thought were gone Now they stand and face me And everyt...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain from love: 538 of 838

I Said I Love I said I love deer They're my favorite animals Even though I've hunted them I know I'll always love them Their gracefulness and speed I envy As they move from away you So easily Could it be me too? If I had a daughter who wanted to Lock herself in a bathroom For someone of the opposite sex who lies I wouldn't s...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Feeding & Breastfeeding Should women be allowed to breastfeed in public areas?: 63 of 80

Yes. Women should be allowed to breastfeed in public. The alternatives to public breastfeeding could pose safety and health risks to mother and baby. A mother who leaves the shopping center or restaurant to feed her baby in the car places herself in a vulnerable position. A woman is more likely to be mugged in the grocery st...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Relationships: 349 of 416

I heard everyday for forty-two days what men think of women. It wasn't pretty. I'll always watch myself. I'll always second-guess. I appreciate the sound of your laughter every-time I hear it. Your voice soothes me. You are the caress. I'm the sponge soaking in confidence. I'm the needy one and you've only just begun to fill...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love me again: 50 of 53

Love Me Again Full moon Moving across A midnight sky I'm apprehensive A slow, soft sigh Making my way slowly Through the unmowed grass I can't help myself I have to ask What is this? What does it mean? So little I've had So much I've seen You open the door Your light shines through I'm blind to the world Seeing nothing but y...