Progressive Silence by R Bennett Okerstrom Sometimes there is no sound. Starting over never works. [79 words]
Waiting For Heather by Branson Storm A poem to my lost soulmate. [155 words]
Wound by Jay Mallick - [43 words]
Variety by David Wrigley A small poem about wanting to be something else. [94 words]
Untitled -- 1989 by R Bennett Okerstrom As taken from "Disintegration". [96 words]
To My Wife On Valentine's Day by Stan A Fowler A contemporary love poem in an old fashioned rhyme. I wrote this very recently, v... [752 words]
To Be A Human by David Wrigley Just a few qualities humans have. [25 words]
The Silver Sea by Robert Edward Levin A poem. [521 words]
The Eagle by K P William Cheng - [121 words]
The Day I Helped Santa by David Wrigley Just a poem came up one christmas a humour one. [230 words]
The Beach Maiden, A Collection by Robert Edward Levin A collection of verse: The Beach Maiden, The Symphony Inside of Me, The Time of ... [296 words]
Sometimes She Writes
Redefinists by Andrew French Experimental. [43 words]
Jim's Lament by A J Magy A Cainite describes his existance... (Please do not correct my languages. No Latin was actually us... [104 words]
Galaxy by Sue (Sooz) Simpson Let Venus bear witness and Mars be our guide. [139 words]
Being A Egg Isn't Easy by David Wrigley A slightly different version of humpty dumpty with a twist. Humour poem. [100 words]
As A Friend Would by David Wrigley Just a very short poem about being a friend. [57 words]
Unflowing by R Bennett Okerstrom - [62 words]
The Unshed Tear by Brandon Cummins Confusion runs rampant. [73 words]
The Song Continues... by Alberto Pupo We sing a most depressive little tune don't we? [58 words]
The Night by Jessie Finn This poem is about the sutle feelings that we all have to one of the most intimate things that two pe... [147 words]
The Fall by Alberto Pupo What goes up must... [64 words]
Straight And Narrow. by Brandon Cummins A metaphor of life? A late night babble... [109 words]
Slipping by Brandon Cummins The end. [85 words]
Six Years Of Valentines by Jenn Thomas-Orr Six poems, one written each Valentine's Day from 1996 to 2001. They form a whole when r... [560 words]
Sanctify by Jenn Thomas-Orr A poem about being on the outside of society, about being blessed with unconditional love, and about a... [230 words]
Rock 'n Rollers Ball by Joan Bentley I wrote this for my Dad, in response to his constant despair at the "depth" of current mus... [388 words]
Rainbow Storms by Jenn Thomas-Orr Playing with poetry magnets and then doing a little bit of judicious editing resulted in one of ... [67 words]
Questioning... by Alberto Pupo All must and will be questioned.. [89 words]
Postage Stamp Dreams by Jenn Thomas-Orr An accidental LSD dose at the age of seven years can have effects that last a lifetime. [308 words]
On The Brink by Alberto Pupo To die just a little every day. [55 words]
Ode To Spanish III by Kirsten McManus Odes. Another english assignment. [90 words]
Mr. Cameo's Wings by Anthony S Maulucci An inventor wakes up one morning to find what he thinks is a gift of a pair of golden wings. [468 words]
Malice. by Brandon Cummins Don't blink. [22 words]
Love And Volleyball by Kirsten McManus Cinquain style. English assignment. [22 words]
Love Always, Dad by John D Galyon Jr A simple yet honest poem for my children. [23 words]
Lost In A Thought by Alberto Pupo Deep within the mind in the darkest of corners... [63 words]
Jaded Time by Brandon Cummins Lonely evenings and a flickering computer screen make for some interesting thoughts... [95 words]
Find Me A Place by Sue (Sooz) Simpson Everybody needs somewhere to run. [193 words]
Down Pour by Michelle Worswick It's impossible to forecast love. [102 words]
Divination by Kirsten McManus Part of an english assignment. [44 words]
Descending by Alberto Pupo Prepare for the fall... [65 words]
Deep Blue Eastern Light by Sue (Sooz) Simpson I've never been to Budapest, but I saw an image on a postcard, it was misty and had a s... [204 words]
Daddy's Girl by Christy Mack My relationship with my father. [314 words]
Control by Brandon Cummins A past relationship. [44 words]
Betrayal by Jessie Finn This poem is a scenic route to the soul of a broken-hearted lover. [106 words]
Babble by Brandon Cummins Yay for analysis. [23 words]
An Ode To The Budded Flower by Brandon Cummins Not all fruit is best when ripe... nor is it what it seems... [28 words]
A Rose To You by Brandon Cummins A sense of longing... and ill-timing... [111 words]
A Mother, A Friend, A Rock Solid Bitch by Jenn Thomas-Orr A poem about my always interesting relationship with my mother. [402 words]
A Life Of One by Brandon Cummins What really matters? [2 words]
A Hint Of Life by Brandon Cummins Another late night babble... it always seems that when you need to leave the most... you never d... [61 words]
4.4.02 by Kirsten McManus Poem sketches. Words I had to use: moonlight, geese, gold, strings. [35 words]
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Sometimes She Writes
This is a short thing that just came to me one night, about why and for whom I write my poems and stories and letters.
A 22 year old college senior, I finally started writing a little over a year ago, just because I suddenly found I had a very insistent Muse. My goal?? World Peace... Yeah, I know, I know... but I think it might be a nice change of pace. Don't you?
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Making Connections (Short Stories) Ever thought about where you would go if you killed yourself, what it would be like? Ever wonder why it is we are on the internet and on the chat channels so much? What do we expect and hope to find... [7,087 words] [Fantasy]
Rock 'n Rollers Ball (Poetry) I wrote this for my Dad, in response to his constant despair at the "depth" of current music, and also for a friend of mine on the internet who knows about as many of the old songs as I do. There's s... [388 words] [Humor]
The Old Horse (Short Stories) I wrote this one for my Dad and Arnold Palmer, believe it or not. Every year I would watch the U.S. Open with Dad and he would say, "God...I wish for just 4 days Arnold Palmer could have his old skil... [1,915 words] [Motivational]
Where Does My Heart Go From Here? (Short Stories) It is my belief that John Donne's "No man is an island" dictum is 180 degrees wrong. I think we are all islands, because no one can ever know exactly how we think, or feel, or perceive and that the o... [1,501 words] [Relationships]
Sometimes She Writes
She sits down at her keyboard,
Her fingers set to keys,
To write the things that come to her,
Her only aim to please
her avid fans.
She hopes that they are avid,
Just happy that they read,
She always tries her very best
To give them food to feed
their hungry minds.
Sometimes they come unbidden.
Sometimes she has to "pry".
Sometimes she simply wants to laugh.
Sometimes she wants to cry
for lovers lost.
Sometimes the words elude her,
Of things she wants to share.
Sometimes they pour like misty rain,
That falls without a care
on broken dreams.
She likes to be creative,
To give them something new.
But oftimes strolls down memory's lane;
The oldies, tried and true
and very dear.
She writes for many reasons,
Some selfish, some "divine".
She hopes that they all read her words.
She hopes they find them fine
to listen to.
If THEY say that they like them,
It makes her feel so good.
It makes her want to write again,
Although she knows she should
not bother them.
But her heart fills up with things,
She really needs to say,
To the wondrous, perfect people,
Who get her through the day
and nighttime, too.
So she taps the keys and writes,
The things that fill her heart.
And hopes that though she's known them long,
That this is just the start
of something grand.
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