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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My one and only love

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Unsure how I lost the way, how I let you slip by, how I forgot usEnamored by unimportant things, people,I lost the vision the vision of you and me.Loving you always and only, yet scared, scared to convey the depth of my loveI retreated people and things put before you blinded by my youth, my fear lacking courage to love, to l... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feeling lost

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FadingNo life inside Empty, passionlessWho is this girl This empty shellWho is she- is she realWhere is life beauty excitementThis empty shell soon break crack More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Christian

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The greatest lesson I ever learned was in a first grade classroom when I was twenty-two years old. I was a senior in college about to graduate with my elementary education degree. All I had to do to finish was to spend a semester student teaching. I was assigned to a first grade class with a teacher named Mr. West. I must co... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love

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Love, they say, is unfathomable, unsearchableLove, they say, is unreadable, unknowableLove, they say, is too lofty to know, too highLove, they say, is like a mountain, a deep lakeLove, they say, is beautiful, frighteningLove, they say, is yours and mine, universalLove, I think, is in your eyes, your touchLove, I know, is shar... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Weddings

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When alone, my mind wanders far,to a day I dream ofA day that is pure and white,When two worlds pass awayand only one emergesA day of gentle loveand simple fear and joyFear of an unknown world,of leaving the old behindJoy of the future-of a new lifeOn that day, you take my handYou vow your love to meThrough trials and pain-wh... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poems for children

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Sandy-Man Brown is an odd sort of manhe wears a top hat in the shape of a panHis favorite meal is spiderwhich he drinks with hot ciderHis house is shaped like an Land sits down in the dellHis pet is a pink pigthat wears a black wigWhen he sleeps, he sneezes and snoresand most every morning the rain poursPeople call him crazyb... More..

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