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A Father's Reflection

- Today is my son's 10th birthday. I never thought I would make it, but now, my kids are my life. They keep me from stopping. My own father was murdered when I was five and those 'why' and 'what if' ...

By: Ping | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 08 Nov 2017

If I had wings...

- The olives and the ochres of withered blades, Of conkers and hazel all through the glade Dark evenings, too soon the clock going back, Squirrels secreting their nutty snacks A ring of fairies dan...

By: DannyX | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 18 Sep 2017

Song Bird

- A babblin' brook meanders by as I gaze upon a cloudless sky; Lyin' on the grassy shore, tis nary a thin' I treasure more; A breeze blows softly thru yonder trees settin' my troubled heart at eas...

By: bella685 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 28 Oct 2016

Do You See Me?

- What do you see When you glance my way Do you see the woman I was? Or the one who stands before you today? The frightened one Who was always so unsure If what she was doing Would work out in...

By: lg68 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 14 May 2016

Felicidad 5: A Farewell To Arms

- Once again I find myself standing here leaning against a wall listening to the day’s sounds in the dawn’s dark light, as the sounds of chords being heard and then fading away as I vaguely remember how...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 01 May 2016

Rogue Wave

- The kids will be marching through the door soon to be off to fight in another war, and will have plenty of tales to tell in exchange for getting a hero’s farewell being given to them. And I wish the...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.8| Added: 04 Apr 2016

Acoustic Blues

- Out here in the desert sun making my way down the line and at times feeling as if every step could be a final one. And it feels like I can’t seem to stop the pain that is sitting there i...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 03 Apr 2016

I Am Sorry

- I lift the pen, it feels leaden in my hand. I curl my fingers around the grip, my words feel heavy and hard to grasp. I heave a sigh and smooth back my raven black hair. How can I write what needs to ...

By: BBaker | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 03 Apr 2016

Talking Rain

- Standing here and feeling that steady mist that’s falling having no words to say, and knowing exactly what is meant when they say that the Devil’s in the details and I seem to be walking in a wastelan...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 31 Jan 2016

Full Circle-The Defining Moment

- I sat alone in the dark, staring blindly at the rain. Wondering if I am truly insane. I always go to that park to watch those shadows in the dark. I question if you still love me and blame you for all...

By: adi_me | Category: Memoirs | Score: 5| Added: 21 Jan 2016

Take My Hand

- The closing of another year finds me out roamin’ around, looking down and passing all those painted faces I see and plastic places I never want to reach for. Countless others are like me under the co...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Memoirs | Score: 4.8| Added: 07 Jan 2016

Close Your Eyes

- Remember me, as I find myself alone in darkness knowing that I can’t turn away from what I must do, and there are a lot of things that words can’t say. So walk away and believe and try to see thro...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.4| Added: 11 Dec 2015

Silver Lining

- They say that home, is where the heart is, and it seems as though I am just looking for another chance to be allowed to breathe free again, and make me feel young again too. As I stand here watching...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Romance | Score: 4.8| Added: 25 Nov 2015

Natural Blues

- Well I’m beginning to hear voices and there’s no one around, and I’m feeling all used up and the fields have turned brown, and I feel like I am waist deep in the ground mist with the feeling like I ...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 16 Nov 2015

Bluestem

- Once again not needing anyone crying if they find the story sad, as I once again make my way through all of those tired and worn out places. Moving against the tide of the evening’s faces which go by ...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 14 Nov 2015

May I?

- May I sit here by your side And just watch you be? May I linger for a while Enjoying you with me? May I see you make that smile That you used to do?  The one where you look silly That we named afte...

By: TaliaRussell | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 03 Jun 2015

Reflection

- Gaze into the mirror, what do you see? Be honest, what gazes back at thee? Peer deep into those beautiful eyes. They tell a story not filled with lies. Every happening in your life. Every sadne...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 07 May 2015

Long May You Run

- I'm not sure where to begin, although changes have come hurtling down, we have been through some things together and stood through stormy weather with trunks of memories. We might have missed that shi...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.9| Added: 27 Apr 2015

Razor's Edge

- One cold misty early morning heard a warning bourne in the air, in an age when, and in a place where no one seemed to have an hour to care or spare. As the days now seem to be growing shorter as well ...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 19 Apr 2015

Ghostbranding

- Sunday finds me in my usual pew awaiting the procession to the altar for the start of mass. As I notice a conversation taking place two or three rows in front of me, just like a scene from Schindler’s...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 05 Apr 2015

When September Ends

- When September Ends,- Walking here in the North Country Fair under grey skies with the temperature dropping to hover somewhere below zero. Walking down the hill that will take me to the “heart of d...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 4.7| Added: 31 Mar 2015

All My Days

- I seem to have been searching all of the passing days as I make my way down the line, trying to find those things there in my mind as the days slowly turn into night. Remembering when I leaned quietly...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 10 Mar 2015

Holocene

- The other day an old friend gave me some good advice concerning friendship, which is a thing that isn't always given, but is earned like respect is, and is a law I hold sacred. He said to leave my fea...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 08 Mar 2015

Long Black Road

- Sitting here remembering some of the things that they used to tell me: About the fact I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless I got up early in the morning to realize all of my responsibilities while shouldering...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 06 Mar 2015

Rain

- I'm listening to the rain, As it falls outside my window. The water splashes on the pane, like a song of the sky. It's nights like this I think through life, And tonight I wonder why it's so hard. ...

By: Kayk | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 27 May 2014

Thank you isnt enough!

- Looking back over my life I have always been shy and felt very alone. Learning very early on, that not every person is kind or caring. However the day we started talking That slowly begun to change....

By: aussie_kitty77 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 14 Feb 2014

This Is Where I Write

- Coach B is the Quiet Coach. It is a good place to think, to reflect and from which to draw inspiration. It is a silent movie and my mind writes the title cards. I always travel in Coach B, though i...

By: clum | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 18 May 2013

Joy Creek

- Last spring I paddled up Joy Creek. The water was high and I couldn't get far. The cathedral arch of green branches whispered. The noon sun sparkled like stained glass. Last summer I paddled up Joy...

By: fallingdove | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.4| Added: 28 Mar 2013

Reflection

- Cleaning a mirror I rub it hard Am I rubbing away the reflection I see? A mother, a wife, a caretaker, a cook Don’t see a woman I used to be. I see long weary nights under my eye...

By: sea | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.7| Added: 30 Sep 2012

From Morning Songs: Accidents

-   Many great ideas are accidents-- so are melodies and first lines of poems and how about the dreams you bump into in the middle of the night that wake you with what you need to know. Sometime...

By: Sisyphus | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 04 May 2012

The Beach of Nothingness

- The Beach of Nothingness To the beach of nothingness is where I go, When the pressures of life Seem to take its toll. I slip off the flip-flops of my mind, As I allow the cool sands of fat...

By: revrjm | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 30 Apr 2012

Knowing?

- So, I don't know why, but I got to thinking today...(I know scary huh?) How well do we ever really know anyone? I know its not a new question by any means, and no doubt there have been many papers,...

By: LittleSister_ | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 06 Mar 2012

Melancholy Mood

- Strikes at the heart and oft times will not release me for days I brood, my world a small focus inside my head At times no bigger than myself and the world just fades away. I lock myself away...

By: LittleSister_ | Category: Musings | Score: 4.7| Added: 18 Feb 2012

Write What You Know

- Someone once asked me why I never write in the perspective of a woman. If the popular saying amongst writers is "write what you know," then that'll be your goddamn answer. I don't know. Am I just too ...

By: Patrick | Category: Musings | Score: 4.6| Added: 05 Jan 2012

Somehow Brought Up

- Somehow brought up on the rules of the game Somehow brought up to the plate Somehow brought up to look straight in the eye Somehow brought up to lead off the base Somehow brought up to...

By: MarkButkus | Category: Poetry | Score: 3.8| Added: 20 Nov 2011

Almost finished

- I always remember you’re not here. Such a smiling countenance,  so much orangeness so very gone I hear you in the silence of the passageway the silence of the house and the silence of the yard ...

By: Clarabelle | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.5| Added: 11 Oct 2011

Cloudy Days

- On a cloudy day like today, I think of loss Friendships Lovers Family members Opportunities Not what I wanted To happen In my life. Cloudy days Allow me to Reflect on my Life...

By: ladysharon | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 22 May 2011

The Girl in the Booth

- She was just another kid, really. Another eight-year-old that amounted to excess baggage being carted around by a parent. A dead weight, a liability, something not to be fussed over, but to be looked...

By: XuanMai | Category: Musings | Added: 14 Apr 2011