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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    peppermint whispers (16+)
    6

    peppermint whispers ‘please’ her eyes defiant I know she wants me the way she cocked her head licked her lips beckoned me to the stairwell her costume revealing just enough ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Bloodloss
    11

    The jab cross to your nose makes something give way it bleeds a lot Your nose Your face is smeared with the stuff grotesque really no crimson droplets glistening like ...


    Myriadne - Dec 13, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Sun Prophet Chapter 5-9
    21

    New Topic cos the other one's getting a bit long.... Anyhoo, Chapter 5, fresh from the oven, not checked, full of holes probably.... -------------------- Councillor Armen was worried, for several, ...


    Firestarter - Dec 13, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    My Best for my first
    12

    All right, for the first poem I am posting up here, it shall be my best. I have written some awesome poetry, but none shall surpass this...if it does, then ...


    Soyala Amaya - Dec 13, 2004 - 6 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    jungle waltz
    4

    take great care with the landscaping, the cement steps and the oil-linked fences a careful leveling is occurring, a self-sustaining puppet, a billboard satellite state, one more paved-street america— toxic ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • 5

    “Trust not him that hath once broken faith; he who betrayed thee once, will betray thee again.” You are (were) the One You materialized Something like a déjà vu dream ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Guitar at Midnight
    13

    He plays guitar Songs that speak to my soul Tug at the stiches Holding my heart together Eyes closed But smouldering Straining to sing truth He plays guitar Tenderly and ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Other » General
    Agnus Dei
    6

    The note rises from a place primeval, guttural, just below my Adam’s Apple. It mixes with that of my fellows to create one, low, pulse. The sound spins, sparkling and ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Yangtze Home
    5

    sea of green and one lone grey building stands mute amongst the reeds lonely, broken, empty home free from the burden of a family, soulless and eternal lazy drifts by ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    The Li river
    4

    Beautiful Li's husband was sent away to help build the Great Wall. She was hearbroken. Everyday she would climb to the top of a hill with her child in arms ...


    Galatea - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Why me?
    8

    Why do you hold me back all the time? All I want is your approval. Hold me back and I'll snap. But you stretch me anyway Push me in one ...


    InnerTurmoil - Dec 13, 2004 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Metamorphoses
    6

    This poem contain mythical allusions and are from Ovid's Metamorphasis. Hense the title. Its a great classic work that has been overlooked in favor of such plays and epic poems ...


    WinterGrimm - Dec 12, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Cutting Edge
    9

    I wrote this poem at work, about work. (I'm working at a CompUSA) language pg-13 Cutting EdgeWireless, high-speed internetBluetooth, PDA, HP, PalmOneplays mp3, wva, avi, and bmpWindows Compatable!check stocks, collect ...


    WinterGrimm - Dec 12, 2004 - 1 min read

  • 6

    Can you hear me now I have nothing left to lose I'm naked and broken my scars shinning in the moonlight I'm so tired of fighting each day just to ...


    Wulie - Dec 12, 2004 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Waiting to Exhale
    16

    I know there's a movie called Waiting to Exhale, though I've never seen it, and the title captured my interest. So I wrote something and used that title. Thanks to ...


    bubblewrapped - Dec 12, 2004 - 2 min read


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