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Young Lady

When I was young, I observed,
The two kinds of everything I could be:
Everything awful and everything great.
The household patriarch smiled at me, 117 more words

Poem

My Peace

The sound of his car’s worn out engine dying made its way to my ears and I glanced out the window. The car had just moved into the garage. 78 more words

Narrative

Falling

I fell in love but could not tell,
And I am still in love with you.
I can’t stop loving when my heart,
Has every fibre named after you. 29 more words

Poem

Serenity

The water cascades like the blood in my veins,
I feel it deep within as I lie on this sand.
The grains of which encompass my body, 64 more words

Poem

Cleaning & Writing - Why The Two Go Hand In Hand So Well!

You find me, late on a Sunday afternoon, trying to combine a passion (writing) and a chore (cleaning / tidying the lounge).

My laptop is set up at the far end of the lounge whilst my cleaning duties require me to be at the opposite end of the room. 259 more words

Writing

July 21, 2014 - Word Prompt: Tick

Word Prompt: Tick
Dialogue Flex: “Come on, check it out!”
Using the provided snippet of dialogue, explore what comes to mind, be it a scene, a thought, or something else. 854 more words

Creative Writing

Lament

My peace, now, seems so transient,
Where once my smile was true to me.
Your words and whispers linger, but,
They seem not what they used to be. 149 more words

Narrative