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All at once My sun broken fields My rugged mountains A place where the day decided wether it will be hot Or cold Before it got up And stuck with ...

I would like to thank niteowl, *writewatiwant* and Princess for their wonderful tips. Thank-you so much!! I tried my hardest to fix this poem up and I got rid of ...

This is the second poem I have ever written. The first will come sometime latter. For a lonely man with his guitar, playing his tune not being disturbed. With one ...

Tell the Moon to dry her tears, which seem to linger in the sky. They’ve stood there for too long, such sorrow one can’t deny. For she’s a wretch who’s ...

Sorry!, this is only rough but please let me know what you think!. I know what you want, from the look in your eyes even when you were a kid ...

Country winds blow softly across an open field. Thin strands of fresh grass sway from side to side, Illuminated by a rich blue sky. Nature’s endless cloak, spanning beyond the ...

Hi, This is my first time doing a narrative poem, so it may not be the best. I have some Elizabethan words. I really like the affect it has on ...

I was meant to be starting a comical story today, but I've not been feeling in the right mood. But my mood has given me the urge to write something ...

My first attempt at poetry in years. It's probably terrible. ^_^ Tear apart, ya? ___________________________ The wind is suspiciously strong tonight, the rain dancing with the charming darkness in a ...

"Monica." Why is she among the forgotten? Why isn't she remembered? She suffered the worst that could be imagined she was beaten for her purity and kindred spirit she lost ...

The orange glow of sixteen cigarettes was all that was visible besides the starsas we sat around in a circle on hard plastic chairs,drinking bud light from aluminum cans.He played ...

I entered this poem in the "Unwilling Kiss" contest. I loked it and it is in the way that I would of preferred the story to of been. I am ...

God’s mind begot our Gospel truths But by men they were transcribed Human hands have formed the proof Of the doctrine of the skies We open our hearts to receive ...

I plunged into the current, to see what I could find. Swam amongst the fishies, and left the shore behind. Embracing the Azure, moving with the tide. And here I ...