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  • Poetry > Ballad
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    Child, the skin on your cheeks is tougher than leather. Always deep red as if every stare, whisper, snide comment constantly ricochets off the hide of the Nemean lion. But I know that while the wounds may not have pierced your flesh, they have consumed you from the inside out until all the ...
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    I am a box Boxes surround me I sit next to them I eat with them I talk with them I learn with them Boxes are everywhere They open themselves just enough For me to have an idea Perhaps a misguided idea Of what they offer inside It’s like a game We test each other By rattling, probing, ...
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    Though the pages may tear Though the candle might flicker Though my body is weary I will tell of my life in joy and fear Of this I can piccture Of names which ring a bell Though the pages may tear Throughout the black night Throughout the wailing wind Throughout the cold hut My trustwort...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I am a box Boxes surround me I sit next to them I eat with them I talk with them I learn with them Boxes are everywhere They open themselves just enough For me to have an idea Perhaps a misguided idea Of what they offer inside It’s like a game We test each other By rattling, probing, ...
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    Masses Crowd Bodies searching for Warmth Some are warmer than others But all look For something more Amongst the masses A cage holds them all back From going forward And finding that Something more They sit Next to a body Quietly Some are louder than others I am a body In the crow...
  • Nonfiction > Heroes
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    When I look at my mom, I see a mother happily settled with a husband and a daughter. I see that though age has thickened her waistline and lined her face, she still carries herself with the youthful legs of a 20-year-old and lets her thick, black hair trail across her shoulders. When I look at her, ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Would you like to dance With me under the dark sky Just the stars and us We’ll be together Forever as long as you Don’t ever leave me Cradle me gently, Soft wind, and promise me that You’ll never let go....
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    A gentle wind blows One snowflake on my window And I awaken To see nothing but White wonderland for miles It is about time I put on my warm Coat and gloves and dance beneath A snowy blue sky I smile at the Snow that greets me by falling Slowly on my tongue Snow, if you only Kn...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Did you ever see Me in the way that I saw You when we were young? I never once thought You would forget about me After all this time Looking at you now Sends happy thrills down my spine All over again....
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    There once was a boy named Matt Who captured my heart like that He was so kind And such a find I had to have him stat....
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    When I kiss you I can taste the lies that you had fed me all this time Why don't you kiss me the way you kissed her soft, red lips flavored cherry You think I don't know what you've been hiding from me but I'll tell you what When your sorry butt gets dumped tomorro...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Your lips no longer sing sweet words of our future that tempted me so. Your hands no longer hold the power to make me melt with their caress Your eyes no longer swallow me in their depth the way they did before I can finally sleep without dreaming of you and me together....
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Hold me close to you While you croon a lullaby Of a thousand tales With each soft sweet note I gain the strength, the courage To sing along as well....
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    I lie in sleepless Slumber waiting for you to Carry me away To a better place Where I can love and be loved Without consequence...
  • Hot Topics > Environment
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    The destruction of wetlands by exploitation, drainage, and pollution is potentially the worst act of environmental vandalism being committed today. Wetlands are among the most beautiful places on Earth, home to a breathtaking array of plant and animal life. Yet many people still view wetlands as wor...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
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    Legned has it that there once was a man named Pygmalion who had a love of nature. His greatest wish was to be able to work in his city’s gardens, but as he was just a lowly kitchen servant, he neither had the time nor the privileges to view them. Every day he prayed to the gods to change his fortu...
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    As more people move into the Chesapeake Bay watershed, development of new homes, roads, and businesses continues. We are choosing to move away from city centers and live in bigger houses on larger lots, causing wetlands, forests, and other valuable lands to be transformed into subdivisions, shopping...
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    Imagine a place where you can be engulfed by trees, swallowed by wild grasses, and surrounded by life. Imagine a wetland, filled with diverse species of plants and animals. This story is centered around a particular wetland, and how it has special meaning to its residents. The wetland was a wonderf...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Though the pages may tear Though the candle might flicker Though my body is weary I will tell of my life in joy and fear Of this I can piccture Of names which ring a bell Though the pages may tear Throughout the black night Throughout the wailing wind Throughout the cold hut My trustwort...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    There’s something strange and magical about a swing set. As a child, I always loved to swing. Nothing on the playground ever compared to the swings. Sometimes I would close my eyes and let the cool breeze be my friend, seemingly helping me rise off the ground. And when I opened my eyes, I would se...

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