A Semester Abroad
Poem About Love You call it writers block, I say I’m empty inside. Arguments over cold coffee And burning but not smokeable Cigaretter butts. Social contracts obligate me To tell you not to...
1741 Search Results
For the term "manifesto".
Then I Walked Into You
Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....
Hands of Control
Poem Each day I wake I wake with good intent Each day I wake I seek simple goodness Each day I live I live in a crazy swirl Each day given away I live...
Sea Breeze
To touch, I am reaching out my hand, this wild, eternal dance to understand. My head is being enchanted, fascinated and my eyes gently, slowly are fading. Sitting on the sands within the softness,...
Coat My Skin in Ash
Inspiring Poem Ashes rise and fall filling the sky with nothing but specs of black. The air choked with memories of the past, things that marked who we were now floating bits and...
Between Two
Poem To think of the disparity between what we feel and what we tell Each other you would almost think at times the other didn’t Deign to say anything at all with everything...
Who Could I Have Been
Life Poetry Life can bring you funny moments when you question everything and think of all the different paths you could have taken. Your choices define you and build your person but isn’t...
Animal Dilemmas – Lion Hippo
Short Story The Elephant did not enter the forest because it was not thirsty enough. It was not afraid of a single lion but it knew that groups of lions can cause it serious permanent...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Two – The Bastard 8
Crime Novels Upon entering darkness a light clicked on, illuminating a sturdy metal door. A high-pitched metallic sound broke the silence. The door was being unlatched. Another clerk appeared holding a gas lantern. ‘This...
A Deal For The Rest Of Us
Short Story “I’ll be right in,” Brian replied confidently. He hung up the phone and paused, trying to consider what the discussion could be about. His desk had a small pop-up mirror and...
The Evil Fred
Short Story Not a lot of people liked me. I didn’t do the stuff they did. I couldn’t play sports, and I had a small stutter, which made it hard to talk to...
