Orion stands up in the sky
Silently unique snowflakes fly
Woodstove full and warmly
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Poetry
1 min
Orion stands up in the sky
Silently unique snowflakes fly
Woodstove full and warmly
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A young, brunette woman carried her blonde infant to the local Realtor. In her purse she kept a small stack of money.
“Lady, what do you want this time?” the man asked, his voice harsh.
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“What if they come for her?” cried Zarina frantically.
Zarius pointed at the door of the orphanage, “We just have to trust them.”
Zarius put down his daughter at the steps of the
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“You know,” my best friend, Maggie, leaned forward in that same enticing way a child does while passing along a secret.
She was always starting her thoughts off like that. You know? They
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At one point in time, there was a Captain. Fierce and right as rain, she tore down any path set before her again and again. Never would she go without a plan, never would she lose sight of a prize ... [+]
We are creatures of learning, each molded into an individual by our experiences and traditions. But I am more than a culture or experience. I am anything I wish to be: an athlete, a bookworm, an ... [+]
I knew I fell for you
When I began to like the color pink.
I wanted it around me, on me
As
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You were my everything
And I say that in the past tense but,
that doesn’t necessarily mean
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I love it when women speak to me
kindly in languages I do not know. A silent dragonfly
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We don’t realize we are being excluded, we are 9 years old and although we feel sad,
we
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What Would You Do?
If you caught the wind in your hand, what would you do with it?
Would you
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Just when I think it’ll be another sleepless night
Your strength, your warmth; you hold me
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Looking at the stars I see light in constellation
Smiling with joy while showing my
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Everyone I know and love is insane. My dearest friends are always joining the army, the CIA, the mafia, the Socialists, the Nazis, or the Greens. If I only *like* people, they ask me to defend the ... [+]
The dark pressed back, accompanied by the endless presence of the crisp winter air. It was New Years Eve, and the year 1995 was approaching fast. There they lay, Erik and his proud grandson, Pete ... [+]
My pop then handed me the knife. His right on the blade, his left gripping my fingers around the handle. “Hold it firm and steady. Look it in the eye, but don’t hesitate,” he instructed as his ... [+]