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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Birds: 7 of 139

DOVE MUSIC Muted piper, color of sand, Sleek miniature from God's own hand; Erratic flyer swift of wing, A gray-brown kite without a string: In murmured coos you seem to feign An ever still and peaceful mein. The velvet of your sombre song Enfolds my heart all morning long. On wisps of breeze, notes rise and fall: From small...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Missing a loved one: 14 of 192

KATHY Fragile little leaf, she was, But brave and bold and kind. Here and there she flits and floats, Sister sprite of mine. Hills and valleys, some we had, Yet never far apart. Close we stayed and strong the knot, Sister of the heart. To and fro the years, we go, Lose touch and reconnect. Calls and letters less and less, Si...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nature: 75 of 578

AUTUMN WINDOW Black oak Silver sky Leaves of cloth of gold Earth kissed Hanging mist Autumn hush and hold Broken branch Russet red Fragile floating wings Touch the pane Reach for rain Dance on graceful strings Languid water Stretches, streaks Falls in rills of tears Whispered breath Life and death Seasons blur to years Study...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 155 of 362

WAITIN' WITH MAX DOG Soft blue jeans and lavendar hugs, Jasmine tea and flowers, Max and me is waitin' here Seems like lots of hours. Blackberry jam and holding hands, Cow jumped over the moon, Max, be patient, don't you know that Grandma's comin' soon?
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loss of innocence: 31 of 55

ODE TO MY OLD POETRY TEACHER With sadistic glee and withering glare, He hardboils innocent eggs. He leaves the coffee, for he prefers Instead to drink the dregs. Serial killers he's inspired To dare pursue their dreams. Like stamps, he shows his hate collection And polishes it till it gleams. He's danger to small animals And...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Disappointment: 29 of 51

STILL LIFE There is a wall of brick and stone, impervious, unending. There is a haunted, angry soul, silent, closed, unbending. There is a strait-coat binding fast to every dream and hope, And there is Disappointment's child, who clings a fraying rope. There is a coldness threatening a struggling seed that's growing, There i...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Friendship: 10 of 14

$3 CAVIAR Years ago, my good friend and I were attending a seminar about county government programs available for child speech development. We had to pay an unexpected $3 to get in, which irked us both, cheapskates that we were. As the speaker droned on and on for what seemed hours about program availability, goals and fundi...