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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 112 of 1301
EncorePlease? Those fingertips. On smooth ivory, he plays. The Black and White Of every soul. In harmony. In dissonance. What trilling notes and plodding rhythms will be made by Those hands? Clicking hands on this Sonata. This Movement is Mine. Mine to play. His to conduct. Yours to join. Only skeleton ears to hear the dark ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a loved one: 80 of 599
Memories Picture of you holding me Your hair beautiful in wheatened waves. Your face, contented smile Holding the mysteries of Mother Nature. Daddy standing behind you His Hand caressing the air just above the shoulder Floating there like a plastic bag caught in an updraft. Brush strokes on canvas, Pieces cut and glued askew... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-awareness: 62 of 235
Hope is Found in an Old Tree. Rough furrowed troughs of shadow Below many jointed fingers Crooked and barren of all But autumn-kissed medallions Browning towards Winter's Scattered harvest As dead porous heart is embraced By slowing sticky blood. Slowing but flowing yet. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Night: 130 of 321
Walking alone at night is my comfort. You would say this is depressing But to me it is a solace. This solitude sustains a soul who can never give It's all. I must maintain the core of myself, untouched and unharmed. I give what I can. Don't you understand that I have to have some left for me. You, you greedy little thing thi... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Meaning of life: 15 of 26
Unexpected Beauty Soft petals of tear-ridden dreams unrealized, Singing of the lost, Winter-bared trees stand reaching, Arms raised like the wailing widows of war. Solitary drop of blood in the moonlight, Scent carried on the breeze of cold memories, Smiling faces of the forgotten, Frozen, wandering and hoping like wives lef... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love unrequited: 241 of 399
Pure Is my love a pure thing? A thing untouched by dissonance. Is there anyone in my love who hates? Is this rage inside a part of existence. Can you understand? I love not the world. Or me; Only you. What is hate to compare to that? It is only that I hate you for me loving. You keep me from that from which I long. What is l... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Childhood memories: 96 of 144
The footsteps were getting closer as I hid in the dim, dust-ridden closet. I held my breath; waiting. Each soft boot fall echoed in my soul with the finality of a slamming prison door. Was I going to get caught this time? What would they do to me if they found me? No matter how I tried to quell them, visions of torture sasha... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Pain from love: 76 of 111
"The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked good natured, thought Alice: still it had very long claws and a great many teeth... "Cheshire-Puss...Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat. Lewis Carrol: Alice's Adventures in Wonde... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Marriage: 76 of 111
I loved, a love complete, Embracing youconsuming me. Each second loving, a piece of me Dropped away. Like single hairs falling Into the sink Little filaments of self discarded; Never notice they are gone Until the balding is nigh Complete. It was passionate, this love, This living of youeating me. Every day swallowing your e... More..
Pets & Animals > Animal Rights & Issues Have 'Animal Rights' gone too far?: 52 of 73
Animals do not speak English. They do not know Spanish...in fact they really have no way to verbalize what they think, feel or need. Much of the problem that people have when thinking that animals do not need activism stems from some Christians' belief that animals do not have souls and were put here for the use of humans. N... More..