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Envy

- I drifted to sleep and into a familiar dream. I saw you holding a glass of wine and smiling at a beautiful woman. She was dressed simply yet she was breathtaking. Her eyes were vibrant and honest; h...

By: HazelsHeaven | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 31 Mar 2017

Fluid

- Decades passed Nothing lasts Everything changes Varying stages Absolute life Chaotic strife Do some things never change? Chasing demons Collecting lemins Lovings lost Soulless accost Enduring suppo...

By: adi_me | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 24 Jan 2017

After All

- He was never coming back She could accept that now The fights, the love The joy, despair Had seen their final round She let the calm flow over her Unable yet, to miss No mental checks of what h...

By: TaliaRussell | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 22 Jul 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 21 Final Chapter

- Even though the Sheriff and his deputies would be coming in a few days, no one seemed that concerned. There was too much to do. When Alice and I went to the cabin to get settled, there was a vase on t...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3| Added: 03 Feb 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 20

- Tim and Gabe moved the round table back to the center of the room and placed the chairs around it. Tammy placed the oil lamp in the center for lighting it later when it got dark. Dan brought in severa...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 5| Added: 02 Feb 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 19

- My dad waved at us as we came though the waist high grass in the pasture. Standing with Glenn and Dan, he held his sketchbook and pointed to some place on the other side of the orchard. Atticus stradd...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4| Added: 01 Feb 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 18

- A short, pot-bellied man walked towards us through the tall brown grass. Bald, except for a thin patch of gray hair above his ears, he had a small silver badge on his tan shirt, a holster with a black...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.8| Added: 31 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 17

- Turns out, I didn’t have to go downstairs. A few minutes later, just as I was telling Alice about Elizabeth’s message, my dad came into my room. I know he heard me say, "We have to find out if it’s th...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4| Added: 30 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 16

- When we got home the next day, it was late Tuesday afternoon, and both Alice and I were eager to tell Gabe and Tim what was happening and to call Elizabeth. We had already missed two days of school. I...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.5| Added: 29 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 15

- It was late Sunday afternoon when we arrived back at the farm a week later. We would have left on Saturday, but Glenn's friend, Edgar, needed to use the van to move some furniture and said we could b...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.5| Added: 28 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 14

- It took quite a while to find the small gravestones. They lay twentyor thirty feet in the woods, surrounded and hidden by dozens of birch trees and green bushes. Grace wasn’t certain exactly where the...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 5| Added: 27 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 13

- "What if we paid the back taxes before it went to auction?" Glenn asked. "That way, they wouldn’t be discovered." "I’ve already thought of that," Grace said. "It’s a possibility and would solve one ...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 5| Added: 26 Jan 2016

Another Average Day

- It was a Wednesday, a day like any other. Four hours staring at a screen, twenty minutes to force down a limp sandwich then another four hours of mindless number crunching. A draining commute home t...

By: Welshdreamer42 | Category: Micro Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 25 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 12

- We arrived at Glenn’s farm a little after three in the afternoon.Instead of the VW bus, Glenn had borrowed a larger, newer, blue van from his friend, Edgar, someone he had met at Occupy Wall Street. H...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.8| Added: 25 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 11

- It was a long drive home. My dad took over the driving somewhere in Massachusetts and Glenn was able to nap. Alice was asleep on my shoulder. l also dozed off, but kept waking up to see where we we...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4.5| Added: 24 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 10

- It was just past noon when we got back to the farm and started getting ready to leave. The sky was blue without a cloud. The fire was out and dad picked up the grill from the rocks and leaned it ag...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4| Added: 23 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 9

- Morning Star led the way through the tall grass in the pasture to the red ribbon marking the path through the woods. After we passed the stone wall on the hill, she stepped aside and allowed Glenn to ...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.5| Added: 22 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 8

- Sun Dancer led us back to the farm on a narrow, well worn and clearedpath that was much easier than the way we had walked before. "This is the way we go to visit our ancestors who are buried near the ...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 5| Added: 20 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 7

- While we made our way down the other side of the hill through the much thicker woods and no path, we stopped a few times, uncertain which way to go. "I think it’s this way," I said, pointing in one di...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3| Added: 19 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 6

- When they left, no one spoke. My dad clutched his coffee cup with both hands and stared into the fire. Glenn's gazed in the direction where the three Indians had disappeared, then, shaking his head, l...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 3.5| Added: 18 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 5

- Dad sat in the front seat of Glenn’s green and white VW bus, and I sat in the back with Alice and Tammy. We had all of our sleeping bags and backpacks in the rear but no tents. Glen thought we would b...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4.3| Added: 17 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 4

- It had stopped raining, but the dark, wet streets sparkled from the streetlights. We drove for a few blocks before anyone said anything. Alice turned to look at me in the backseat as if she wanted to ...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4.3| Added: 16 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 3

- It was a rainy Thursday. School was a drag, and I went through the motions of being a student--going to the different classes, sitting in the back row where I always sat, usually by the window, so I...

By: Sisyphus | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 15 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 2

- In the kitchen, my dad put the book down on the old maple table, filled up the red kettle with water and turned on the flame. "You and Alice were so quiet in the car. Is something wrong?" "Not really...

By: Sisyphus | Category: General | Score: 4.5| Added: 12 Jan 2016

Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 1

- It's amazing how something happens that changes your life. I mean, you hear something, see something, read something and you know nothing will ever be the same. That's what happened the night I finish...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Adventure | Score: 4.3| Added: 11 Jan 2016

Change

- The clink of glass, followed by a dull thud, sends my mind swimming towards consciousness. Muffled voices pierce the swirling mists of sleep, and my eyelids flutter open. It’s grown dark while I sle...

By: Welshdreamer42 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 31 Dec 2015

Goodbye

- Is it time to leave? When do you know? You wait to see if change comes along You choose to make these changes Work, home, relationships Which one comes first? Do they all need to change at once? Cha...

By: girlie4280 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 31 Jul 2015

The blink of an eye

- How can things change In the blink of an eye How do you stop loving Stop caring and longing Why do things have to be Either and or How can one learn to walk out the door To turn off emo...

By: maryruth | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 10 May 2015

Change

- Try it, you might like it It’s really not so rough Once you get the hang of it And practice just enough To some, it’s second nature Others search the net Still others look to guidance books (Mine i...

By: TaliaRussell | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 05 May 2015

Cricket the Early Years Part 16

- As the girls sat in Marcia's room, they talked about the party. Marcia asked, "I wonder what happened when the glitter bombs went off. Also how long did they wait until they discovered we left?" "I...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.4| Added: 19 Jan 2015

Cricket the Early Years Part 15

- Marcia wanted to call Naomi after she talked to Sarah, but it was easier to talk to Rebecca and Naomi at school together. As she drifted off to sleep, her mind raced with many thoughts and questions....

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 5| Added: 18 Jan 2015

Can I Be Myself Please?

- Is it the same old me? I fear not. Change is good, but for what? Confusion, indecision cloud my thoughts, I just wonder.. Can good be a loss? Pretentious I was before, Given ...

By: azuma | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 17 Jan 2015

Ask and Answer

- Can I change another's life? Only if I care. Can I change my own? Only if I dare. Can I show another love? Only if I care. Can I love myself? Only if I dare. Can I give away a piece of my h...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 05 Jan 2015

Cricket the Early Years Part 14

- Bullyboy skipped lunch. He accomplished what he wanted. Marcia sat confused with the morning's events. She had no idea who did it. It turned out he had an unwitting accomplice who was also a suspect. ...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.7| Added: 28 Dec 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 13

- Marcia spent the rest of the day looking at her plight. Bullyboy knew she was there. He had not made any threats, but the gestures were bad enough. He ruined her day. School dragged on and Marcia's d...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 5| Added: 01 Dec 2014

American Dream

- She doesn’t remember it anymore, and that scares her most of all. Fifteen and with the world ahead of her, she didn’t know where she was heading, but it was somewhere. She wore miniskirts and polo ...

By: dreamer | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.7| Added: 02 Nov 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 12

- Summer arrived with high heat and humidity. Being near the Hudson River did not help with the humidity. To escape the heat most families had places on the Jersey shore where the family stayed all sum...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.6| Added: 10 Sep 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 11

- The classes all sat waiting for the third bell, which signaled the start of the school day. The school went quiet, while it waited for the morning announcements. Before the announcements began, a loud...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.5| Added: 18 Aug 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 10

- It was Friday, the weekend before the Spring Concert. Cricket walked home with Naomi to spend the weekend at her house. Naomi planned to have a few friends over for a small party. The girls played in...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.8| Added: 09 Jul 2014

Change and Random Things

- Goodness, I’m such a caveman. Or perhaps that should be cavekitty. Whatever. I’ve just nommed a can of meatballs in tomato sauce, using a mini combat knife as cutlery. I couldn’t get the ones in gravy...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Musings | Score: 4.3| Added: 02 Jul 2014

To Love Is ...

- To love is ... To accept someone for their differences, as well as their similarities; To love is ... To hold them in your heart, even when you can't hold them in your arms; To love is ... To...

By: bella685 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 13 Jun 2014

Once We Were Friends

- Once we were friends We spoke every day. Then you disappeared, Simply, went away. Where did you go? Why did you leave? I miss you my friend For you I grieve. I only hope And I each day I...

By: littlegirllost | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 05 Jun 2014

Why Change?

- Why change anything in your life? Who cares about being happy? We just keep going around and around in circles Never getting anywhere Complaining and whining about how bad our lives are. Talk...

By: littlegirllost | Category: Musings | Score: 4.6| Added: 17 Apr 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 5

- Marcia's mom hurried to Sarah's summerhouse and ran inside. Marcia sat on the couch with her feet up and a damp cloth on her forehead. The rest of the guests sat on the floor and watched, as Marcia m...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 5| Added: 27 Mar 2014

Change

- Deceitful sight, we are lost, out of place, Soulful nature, enfolded with beauty and grace, Eyes shut, breath deep… exhale, Change has come, delightful embrace, We are one, nature - Mother

By: Doobie | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 14 Mar 2014

The Man in the Mirror

- The man in the mirror Who’s looking at you He’s wanting to change To start life anew Once life was easy He learned and he played He went off to college His ticket was paid Somehow or anot...

By: littlegirllost | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 13 Mar 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 4

- The Monday before Thanksgiving was bright and sunny. Marcia woke and thought, "Tonight is the night of the sleepover." A small feeling of dread settled in her head, when she thought about the pranks t...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.3| Added: 24 Feb 2014

Homeless

- Every night, I lay in my cardboard box and listen to the train whistle in the distance. It was a train that I used to ride all the time, but now I am all by myself in a little square area that I call...

By: Douglas_Daleray | Category: Musings | Score: 4.2| Added: 20 Feb 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 3

- The day everyone waited for finally arrived, Monday morning after Sarah's fabulous Halloween party. The school was abuzz with all the events, which made the party a huge success. Marcia, Monica and Sa...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 5| Added: 06 Feb 2014

If I Were China . . .

- If I were China …and I had power …I think about this thought a lot. If I were China and I conquered the world …and things went the way I planned …nevermind, I sound like a comic book v...

By: fallingdove | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 18 Jan 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 2

- The trash incident with Sarah occurred on Thursday and the three friends endured the rest of the day in extremely dirty, smelly clothes. Sabrina and Monica were used to this type of treatment and took...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.8| Added: 18 Jan 2014

Affliction

- A million dollar smile for you, Not a dollar to my name, Looking back it's obvious, I'm the only one to blame, I'm proud to say i's sober now, I have been for three weeks, You will never see my pain,...

By: Poetic_Justice | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 14 Jan 2014

Cricket the Early Years Part 1

- Before Cricket became Emily Truesdale, she was Marcia Shaw of Paramus, New Jersey U.S.A. She was an only child with two loving and caring parents. Her early childhood was normal with no significant di...

By: frogprince | Category: Young Adult | Score: 4.9| Added: 09 Jan 2014

Is it worth it?

- People come and go. And after they go, after they've imprinted themselves into your heart... And finally leave... What happens next? You just move on, meet another person along the way... Have fun ...

By: Mehhh | Category: Musings | Score: 4.9| Added: 29 Dec 2013

A Promise

- I've tried this self employed lark, it has left me with barely a spark, my words, reader, I beg you mark, my voice, I'd like you to hark, this not working has to stop, my life right now, is utter plop...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 22 Nov 2013

As the eagle flies

- As the eagle flies From the times of the ice they lived. Long before the whites lusted for their lands. Old women sang of the first horse on the plains. Some called the wolf their totem, others th...

By: fuzzy1954 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 15 Aug 2013

Love's Transition - Chapter 3

- “It's not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are.” Roy Disney Lying in bed, I wait for the doctor to let me go home. An IV is in my arm attached to a bag hanging next to my...

By: rolandlytle | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 21 Jul 2013

Burnt Memory

- Where to begin, I really don't know. The start is too far and so is the end. I told you the truth from the very beginning. I told you what I saw in you, the good and the bad. I offered you my friends...

By: burnt7 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 17 Jun 2013

One Door Closes . . .

- One Door Closes. . . I spent the last six months in my failure-of-a-marriage, tying up loose ends. Divesting myself of all that I'd gained in twenty years. We all accumulate things, to keep unde...

By: bri54 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 27 May 2013

Lost Life's Lust

- With this My eyes lay in their funeral beds A slumber akin to death Breathe me in I drift softly As a sheet dances with the wind Barely there and nearly gone Further from the great beyond Tha...

By: OHT | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 22 Feb 2013

Reflections

- I stare at you, and you stare back I hate what I see, yet still I look At my reflection Two years later I stare once more Nothing has changed I still hate what I see I hate who I am And I hate my re...

By: mhend90 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 16 Jan 2013

The Conqueror Falls

- The price of perfection, one cannot bare. The price of freedom, one cannot share. The hours engulf you, the minutes indulge you. Time waits for no man, yet you're still waiting here. Trading...

By: annamariedarlingg | Category: Poetry | Score: 3.8| Added: 14 Jan 2013

Bared Soul

- I try to hold onto my hopes, dreams and desires. As the days grow shorter, and the nights longer, I find that sliver of hope that kept me going start to fade. I clutch my blanket around me tighter, ig...

By: mhend90 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.5| Added: 07 Jan 2013

The Burn of Summer Light

- I can feel it on my skin, the tantalizing, life-giving heat from the sun above me. My skin dries, burns, blisters, reflecting my mind much more than seldom-spoken words or actions could ever hope to a...

By: mhend90 | Category: Musings | Score: 3.3| Added: 06 Jan 2013

Choices

- The choices that we make We cannot mask or fake Some right some wrong It is life’s same old song The test of who we are If we have gone near or far Do we stay on this path Or suffer a fool’s new wr...

By: Jester | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 13 Nov 2012

Scatter me on the wind...

- Scatter me on the wind Let me drift away Across a world gone mad Let me disappear into the void Float across space Let me burn up in the sun Immolate me in fire And let me be rebo...

By: LittleSister_ | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 06 Jul 2012

Natures' Canvas

- What a pleasure it is to watch the sky. Keeping track of clouds passing by. Seeing pictures appear in the shapes. Now and then there are landscapes. Bears, faces, fish, flowers and more. Too many...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 01 Jul 2012

Reborn in Spring Rain

- Sitting out on my porch I watch the world wake up. First the birds, calling out to their neighbours and family with happy, cheerful greetings. Then it's the moist drops of dew, glistening in the growi...

By: mhend90 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.4| Added: 09 May 2012

From Morning Songs: If We Weren't Here

-   If we weren’t here everything would flourish. The blazing sun would rise each day like now. The moon would do its rounds and what would perish would not know its name. New seeds somehow ...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 22 Mar 2012

Invincible

- ‘Look at us, Sherlock. Look at what we have become.’ She nagged as I punished another swig from a bottle of gin firmly in my grasp. Here in yet another temporary Safe-house – I’ve lost count over t...

By: cairnsboy | Category: Science Fiction | Score: 4.2| Added: 28 Jan 2012

Endless Sky

- Endless Sky Autumn Writer © Copyright 2012 A wind is blowing soft upon the plain in early hours that wait the break of day. Grasses bend and shake their heads at meager light that turns their bl...

By: AutumnWriter | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 28 Jan 2012

Tiny Little Letters

- I remember the days when colouring inside the lines was the hardest part of school life, then when it was spelling the simplest word right and everything lies in these tiny little letters. When ever...

By: CookieMonster16 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.3| Added: 14 Jan 2012

The Washing Machine Man

- "Me?" I asked my sister. "Why do I have to do it?" "I think he'll listen to you." "When has he ever listened to me?" I asked her. "And what about Mum?" "Mum's too upset, she can't think straight."...

By: steffanie | Category: Drama | Score: 4.9| Added: 08 Jan 2012

No Place

- All this time I failed to see, There is no place for a man like me; My hopes and dreams will never be, A shadowman is my destiny. My late night thoughts are sad but true, What made me think...

By: Dreamcatcher | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 09 Aug 2011

I'm going to Cairns. I love you.

- Life, she laughs at me, especially tonight as I sit at my computer. The machine is a heap of shit. The keys are sticky with age; the keyboard is stained and the space button is missing. Instead of a ...

By: Clarabelle | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 01 Aug 2011

The Catalyst

- 21/06/2011 – London “What do you mean you QUIT your job?” Julia shouted at me. My sister was trying to mother me. However it was hard to take the ‘mom’ routine seriously when she was only two years o...

By: Louise | Category: Drama | Score: 4.6| Added: 21 Jul 2011

The Grass Withers

- The Grass Withers " The grass withers and the flower fades ..." And we know that this is so To grasp this truth is a lesson learned But the learning is so slow The things we cherish ch...

By: Puppyjo | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 09 Jun 2011

The Road

- The Road is uncertain ahead, but I have no fear. Moonlight guided my every step, setting the dark cobblestones aglow. I move forward and the doubt from my soul eases. For far too long now, I shield...

By: GemGeekett | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 17 Mar 2011