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My name is not really Jane Smith. I stumbled upon Helium and thought I'd give it a try since I enjoy writing. When I write the articles for Helium (to date, as I am a newbie) I try writing as quickly as possible so that I don't spend too long overwriting

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Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Falling in love: 1 of 93

TO MY DAUGHTER How can you know where you haven't been? After the storm of the night before I arose from my bed feeling new and clean. They tell you about the pain They tell you about the sleepless nights They tell you about your life That it will never be the same. CHORUS But oh my child, my baby girl they never say They ne... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Love: 11 of 273

Jackson stood in the doorway Holding the baby to his heart He's all I ever wanted But they've torn our love apart Jackson stood in the doorway And told me he's bereft Then he kissed the baby on the head Gave him to me, then he left CHORUS How did we come to be here With our next to perfect love How did it come to seek us out... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgiveness: 7 of 122

Forgiveness I wonder when you stepped into the night into the light of that thundering did you see the world beyond your departure? Or did your mind stop, time stop, a moment frozen. Do you hang forever in that moment? Afterward the horror left to those still living. Ordinary people picked up the pieces tried to sleep, were ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Finding love: 16 of 174
When I first met you It wasn't passion so much As recognition Your eyes grazed past mine Then returned Look at me, I sent to you This has been decided Somewhere already Although I didn't think it Exactly So much as feel More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Remembering: 9 of 68
I remember a time when the world seemed so much bigger. Paradoxically this was a time when the its population was about a third of what it is today. I know this because of my brother's birthday. How strange it was to attend his sixtieth recently. (He's much older, of course.) When we were kids (well, I was hardly more than a... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Christmas: 4 of 30
ANGEL Little angel in the Christmas play Picked up the Baby Jesus And skipped and ran away When they brought him back And asked him why he did He wiped his hand Across his eyes And this is what he said: I'm sick of smelly Santas With promises that break And Joey Jonson said that Santa's Nothing but a fake But Jesus loves me ... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Heartbreak: 14 of 92
WHATEVER See him stumbling 'cross the road With his beer bottle in hand He's shouting something 'bout a heavy load And tells me he's a one-man band And it's 'whatever lady, I don't give a damn' I don't care, whatever Whatever happens from now on You think I care? Whatever. He tells me that his woman left him cold Broke his h... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Futuristic tales: 4 of 26
THE SLEEPERS Los was shaken into wakefulness. He gathered up his bundle and staggered to his feet. 'What time is it?' The answer came to him, but whether it arose from his own head or from the outside, he could not say. 'Just after one, child.' 'It's cold,' he said. 'Cold.' He shuddered. 'What are you? A ghost or a patriot?'... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Fantasy: 74 of 387

THE AGNOSTIC I feel your thoughts moving toward the outer levels of consciousness. Listen! I need your thoughts with me here. The permafrost is melting and we have been uncovered at last, soon to be reborn. The next stage of the operation is critical. We are at their mercy as they are soon to learn they are at ours. We can o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 388 of 1267

HEATED MOMENT The heat of summer started slow But came at last today Tonight Sunk in his chair By television light Too tired to care He moves his head through heavy air And notes Without a hint of strain (To mark our time devoid of rain) Oblivious upon the frame A copulating cockroach pair More..