Hollywood is Wrong
Submission for Rewind to Write Short Story Contest Prompt #4: Ice cream can mend a broken heart.
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BOMBAY BONHOMIE
This poem is inspired by memories of Bombay,as regards a recent eventful trip. .............................................................
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Just because...
I want you to see me smile. I need you to smile at my smile. *** HR- #8 *** ©VioletEden2017
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Journey Home
Journey Home c.2013, Olan L. Smith Journey Home is a collection of poems that is a personal search for my spiritual home. I go about this search with the tools of poetry using the English language as my map. Love, peace and freedom, Olan L. Smith
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that japanese poetry
a place for all that japanese poetry i love so much and plan to write lots of 221017 - (and suddenly this is not only a japanese poetry collection anymore)
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Ravings
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry, because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion... And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits, necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay ali...
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Wintering
It's yet another MajorSeventh. Hop on the big shoulders and look ... Lastest poems are always posted last in my collections. Winter. So, expect sparse gardens, late autumn and wintry countryside, wry philosophy and humour, tenderness towards little beasties, meanness towards a particular ex, and whatever sunlight f...
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Embryonic Exertions
Thoughts bleed from the mind like sunlight from the horizon And into the vast ocean. ~ Must give credit where it's due. The picture in the cover was edited by Mike (@Mozdrums).
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Drops In My Ocean
The rapturous drops of my heart fall as poetry into the ocean of my infinite soul. I gather my ocean into each drop, to quench the thirst of questing spirits that wander into my world....
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Poems Primarily Narrative (or not)
FIRST PLACE COFFEE AFTER DARK WRITING CONTEST - JULY 2020 This collection has no particular category or message. They are errant thoughts and observations on various subjects. If interested, I hope you find some you enjoy.
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Wending
Yet another collection of poetry of my experiences as a misunderstood, quite misguided teen. Maybe this time I'll be able to figure myself out, and really write something as captivating as the ideas I think. Regrettably, life is rarely so generous as to succumb to our whims, but here's to hoping!
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Returning [Completed]
This is the first installation to a series of poems intended to partner Coming. They tell the story of one trying to reach someone else. There is evasion, fear, the end is elusive, the journey great, the relief steep. But at the end of every tale is the Happily Ever After... isn't there?
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Memo To A Moody Muse
I thought it might be apt to inaugurate my collection here with an invocation to my muse. The Goddess of Verse or the Patron-Saint of Poetry. She is rather prone to mood swings, I find, and I'm not usually in her good graces. Sometimes, though, she showers me with inspiration. On one occasion, when I was plagued by t...
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Just He, And I, And The Lullaby
A collection of poems about what lies at the end of the road, under the rainbow. Title Poem by @MorningStar1399. Congratulations on being the Readers Choice for this series.
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reflections in watered-down glass
"I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken." -- Lana Del Rey, Ride (2015)
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Fragments And Reflections
Poems looking at everything and anything not in my other collections. Here you'll find life and time, wild oceans and lonely coast paths, busy streets and empty hotel rooms, wild concerts and late night writing. All just fragments and reflections, like a scrapbook of poetry.
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The Wisher's Fee
Emily's sister is dying, and the wishing well is Emily's only hope to save her. A surreal journey, a sacrifice, and a wish await her, as a life slowly fades away. Please, as with all of my stories, tell me what you think. I treasure each word, and look forward to using them to improve in my writing.
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Keep The Home Fires Burning
A poetry Collection. Now Lunk has taken to his bed, swearing not to write one more word about C, and muttering 'bloody garden', it behoves (Love that word, don't you?) me (and Anima) to fill out his shoes, with soil and flower seed. So we will be 'enditing' as from now until he decides to rejoin the world. Yours indub...
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February And Beyond
This ark will take me through to springtime - 'the pretty pretty ring time'.
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Blue Moon
"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)
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