The Essence of Life
/… feels so hollow
as if the core were carved away
when we let go of our goals
those fragile pillars…
By Shih-Fang Wang
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The Weight of Regrets...
/… ruins rest on a hillside
in Temecula, California.
Bruised by past failures,
our savory intentions …
By Andy Cooper
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/Our world needs to promote…
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… always loved the crimson color.
The ruby tones highlighted my fair hair.
Even school colors were black …
By Debby Hackbarth
Read MoreThe Creepy Old House
/A Poem I wrote after…
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…old house I found a creepy old doll. I bent to pick it up and boy did I have a fall. I stood up had a lump on my head, but otherwise alright. I looked out the window, day had turned to night. I looked and looked but did…
By Shirley Smothers
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