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  Water on my mind

  

  By Silvertongue, Gilford, NH

  My friend listens to music, I prefer the rain His rhythmic beeping can’t compare With the dripping I hear Sometimes I imagine the drops Running into my body They blur my red ink, Make strange, better veins out of my twisted ones I think rain is just water That’s collect...
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  The Hollow Home

  

  By Silvertongue, Gilford, NH

  One body enters a home, Another enters a cell. The first returns from work, The second returns from hell. The man hangs his coat on the rack, The girl stares emptily at the wall. His eyes hold her quivering frame close, Her eyes know nothing familiar in that hall. An outreached arm is tu...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Paradox of the Present

  

  By Silvertongue, Gilford, NH

  Having grown up in a land of diversity I Ask myself why are we full of bigotry while we Try to teach this slow developing philosophy Even though we cannot accept it entirely...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Lonely, White Birch Tree

  

  By Silvertongue, Gilford, NH

  One Lonely, White Birch Tree, stands and sways, between the gray heads of the graves On its right, a woman lies who in her life told too many lies Left of it, a man does lay who in his life his wife did betray Both now dead buried and forgotten their stones moss covered their c...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  A Candle Burns Brightest In the Dark

  

  By Silvertongue, Gilford, NH

  The rusty faucet screeched as a weathered and withered woman turned the corroding Handles. The lukewarm water felt cool against her skin. It had been a long day. Glancing at the linoleum countertop, cracked and crusty, She admired the new plates she was washing. There would be no room for their...