Grief Meets Love
/…steepled his hands
and rocked in his dark office chair
as he prayed for distance
between the call…
By Andy Cooper
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…steepled his hands
and rocked in his dark office chair
as he prayed for distance
between the call…
By Andy Cooper
Read MoreI dedicate this poem…
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… to the spark that starts the flame,
Cheers to the risk, the thrill, the game.
Cheers to the moments we chase…
By Emmatobs
Read MoreNobody knows what’s…
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…went over the mountain to see what he could see. The groundhog surveys my backyard for exactly the same reason. The birds on the deck are glad to have discovered the…
By K. L. Shipley
Read More…excuses we sow mature into good reasons to extend our stay. We do not realize how we have outgrown our new environment until moving on becomes expensive. It is then we realize…
By Benjamin Nambu
Read More…at the house through the windscreen and tried to gather his thoughts. This was it. It was time to admit everything and face the consequences. He knew what he had done was wrong. He knew he should have come sooner. It was time. Even if the outcome was bad for him, he would still…
By Chris Platt
Read More… were laid down,
Guiding the tributaries
To flow through sluice gates.
Crevices were …
By Orbindu Ganga
Read More…filled with life that I drove people insane with incessant talking…
Now I find I have nothing to say and it’s weird…
By Becca Hulen
Read More…traverse quite madly from
train to train of thought
Somone to silence this mad
medley of merciless music…
By Slyvia Rose
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…Palakkad district of Kerala is devastatingly beautiful with her lovely green fields and the ever flowing Malampuzha river. The very entry of the village is so simple with an ordinary bus stop…
By Sujatha B
Read More…was in the pub with his friends. Every Friday night they would flock to the Nag’s Head, their local pub. They would laugh and talk and drink before staggering home to bed to sleep off the booze. They were all in their early twenties and had such busy social lives. There always…
By Chris Platt
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