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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Facing life: 5 of 189

In love of life I was above my head and beyond sensibility. Nothing could make me love him more. I really did not think he just wanted to score some more. For there were things beyond that. I did not only soar with the birds but saw he did not soar but score. I hung on his thoughts and words for his closed door. Then life ki...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Empty minds: 1 of 36

No Thought For Empty Minds No space or time to focus on... A focus is for thought. No thought in mind has some time... No time in empty minds. For Einstein left all space and time for us to lose our minds... Dwell not on any focal points or grids. Just dwell in that space unknown. Have we ever got to know what is beyond spac...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mixed emotions: 3 of 89

I stand naked and raw with emotion. So still are my waters of emotion. Nothing can mix my emotions. But then... I get angry and so much haste takes over. I just cannot get above her. My emotions are tense. Yet relaxed is my pretense. What do I do with that other lover? At times I am in love. At others beneath my blankets of ...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Paranormal: 3 of 80

She came abruptly awake, awake to the dust floating in the sky throughout a beam of sunshine. It was as though something odd was happening. The hours stood atop the back hair of her neck, which was beneath her short stylish haircut. Nothing was going on. Yet she was hearing a hum that did not come from the furnace or the ref...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nature's seasons: 7 of 164

Deceive not a soul. For nature will take its toll. The snow will pull plows onward. The spring will bring out truth. It is the colors of fall that will last a longer while. For winter will come back to save workers that traveling mile. Nature’s season is in somebody. His miraculous name is God. We see the tides from th...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Cats that have changed our lives: 6 of 79

The shaking really couldn’t and wouldn’t stop. Heavy banging shot through the whole club. I tried to calm myself. Gunfire was really on my mind. It wasn’t really calming to think of all the things that were happening in my father’s yard down the street. I needed a companion. The club was too strange f...
Arts & Humanities > Thoughts on Writing Finding the writer within each of us: 2 of 26

It is easy to remember grammar school. All the grammatical rules and mistakes we make can take us deep inside the portals of our mind. Our mistakes are our creativity telling us something. Look at the "pop" poetry and writing online. You will see that grammar is taking a new turn. Spelling is different in the twenty first ce...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Relationships: 14 of 181

Two people sharing a glance across from one another have the ability to share their dreams Dreams are a thing to be shared in a relationship that is really functioning well. To see a great relationship move forward is to bring unity to two more souls. The really dreamy look in your partner'seye makes one want to move b...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Beyond the trees: 5 of 62

In a breeze filled forest the deer showed the white of its tail. A rabbit hopped by and sat below an evergreen. Hans took the twig that almost tripped his step from the ground. He held it in his hand. Hans wondered what was beyond the trees. Up above a bed of evergreens the birds flew and the clouds passed in a slow parade a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: You are poetry: 4 of 44

How infrinite the different sides of you. It is surreal to go deep down in you to what is true. You are the rhythm of the universe. You are a mantra with a verse. You are a walking billboard for my poetry. I see it all in you. Keep your dreams. You are a walking poet!