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Amice

  • a little flower story

    A little flower felt a ray of sunshine for the first time. Responding to the natural attraction flowers are meant to have, She began to unfold and bloom. But when ...

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  • wedding poem

    *I had to write a poem in trochaic tetrameter for English Lit I don't really care for it myself, but I thought I'd give you critics something to rip to ...

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  • back to life :: short poem

    The moment you were hurt, the warmth Was gone With your song. Soon the chills of bitterness Come creeping Quietly keeping The rhythm of your pain. To escape You must ...

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  • in my dreams

    I can still see you in my dreams It seems we're still together In that never-land of my mind Some magic power you have on me at night And even ...

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  • take the pain away

    In the moment of grief I was numb to the pain Running deep to the core of my being. Now the ache of my heart Is returned by the mirror ...

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  • penny for your thoughts

    "Penny for your thoughts", I said to the young girl standing outside the market. I was in a fine mood, having just spent most of my paycheck on a few ...

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  • Haiku, anyone?

    How the setting sunQuietly delights my mind-Secret of summer. Haiku : three unrhymed lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, respectively. -Amice-

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  • The Dark Side of Love

    "Love" paints a picture Of flowers and light, But to this strong emotion Is a darker side. Pain and confusion Contrast supreme bliss. So many lovers Are witness to this. ...

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  • let's talk about it (revised!)

    Let's be reasonable Let's talk about it No more silent treatment And no more shouting We've got to clear this up- If we can Let's be reasonable Let's talk about ...

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  • Haiku

    Soft and gentle snow And bitterly gelid ice- Winter's sensations. Haiku : three unrhymed lines of 5, 7, and 5 syllables, respectively. Haiku posted previously (by myself) in this forum: ...

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My tongue must tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart, concealing it, will break...
— Katherine, The Taming of the Shrew