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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 125 of 1148

Heart of the Vampire Hushed my soul in the dread of night Lest ancient fears draw holy light And warm flesh on a silken bed Wakens with eye of mortal dread Snow on her cheek, rose on her lip A sultry walk with curving hip Fire in her heart, soul in her eye, Voice of the cat to mystify Night is the dress that shields her form...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous: 62 of 440

A Cussin' Hound In a little hick town On the edge of a bay Sit a man and his dog With nothing to say. An aged old man With wrinkled skin A peg-legged dog His only kin On a stump on a rock They sit and stare Cause the old man's blind And the dog's unaware They're the last of a line Sharp shooters you'd call Till early one spr...
Health & Fitness > Herbal & Natural Remedies How to not get the flu: 1 of 7

Creative prevention for combating the flu is a difficult concept for someone who has never had the flu. In over 30 years of working in a retail grocery store, I have only taken 8 days off for sick leave. Four of those days were under hospital care. Stitches after falling down stairs at work, a vasectomy, removal of a boil an...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ode to my quill: 6 of 16

My uneducated quill Has twenty-six letters Jammed into its boorish point An aging hand thinks it has absolute control Over the variations, mutations and limitless possibilities Foolish child It has been misguided by parental authority Thundering down upon its weak and inefficient frame With no regard for its unfettered mind ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Suspense: 87 of 188

One With Otis The stillness of night fogged her senses into an unwarranted shelter of peace. Only a few block away cars aggravated the air with engines begging to race. Yet here she was alone. As if on an island, in a concrete sea. A nervous calm surrounded her. Stalking the perimeter of a chain-linked fence, she found a gat...
Relationships & Family > Love & Relationships How to start dating again when you're over 50: The male perspective: 5 of 10

A monumental day in my longevity on this planet occurred last week when I turned fifty years of age. Gazing into my enchanted mirror, I rejoiced in my obvious youth and felt sorry for those who were over fifty-one. A slight graying around the temples offered a more mature image. And the spring in my step and well boned body,...
Food & Drink > Fast Food What do you think is in the Kentucky Fried Chicken recipe?: 2 of 4

Old Ed leaned back in his comfortable, humoured rocking chair. Old is a weak adjective to describe Ed's length of time on this planet. On occasion he will mention the baby tyrannosaur he once raised. Interesting question you're proposing. His tongue rotated his lower dentures as he thought. Probing into the scientific side o...
Arts & Humanities > Writing Tips Where writers find inspiration: 17 of 33

this was aimed for marketplace but was refused...guess I was late in sending it....it ended august 14...at midnight...it is still ony 8:32pm - thought I would slip it in here...hope you enjoy reading it - although I have made some serious changes that will hamper any cognizant understanding of what I am saying as i do not wa...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Death of a child: 5 of 8

A Rose Without A Thorn Forsaken roads, mangled death In twisted metal a rose lying still A curious world comes cruising by And tosses a hopeless pill A weathered form bruised by the storm Finds refuge in a cardboard boat An icy wind and cotton shirt Are all that keep a-float Thundered storm, within his mind The light he cann...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Christian: 96 of 148

Mount Horeb I Mount Horeb's voice is calm and still No thunder sounds from Zion's hill No burning bush, no voice of God. Just silent feet that onward trod. No priestly feet in Jordan's wave. Joshua's sword ne'er gain will save Battlefront on Canaan sod. Just silent feet that onward trod No call awaits chariot of fire. Elisha...