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Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone

Tagged: rebellion

Seagull on the Ledge of the Ocean 2

Poetry

Slam Poet

There are often many different styles of poets at a slam. I have broken it down into three categories.   1. The clever clever quippy poet. There are postmodern poets that draw attention to...

Green Hill 0

Poetry

Haven

The breathing hills of the Irish green With waves of wind washing in between The skipping notes of a beck’ning flute And the running brook of a valley, serene Are all alive behind my...

Sad Girl 0

Poetry

The Reckoning

I did what my mother and her mother done before me… sit down… shut up! Just listen; stay in your place… your worth is no more than your race. Tears fell from fear, deceived…...

My Vagabond Shoes 0

Poetry

The Castle Field

I have walked here, We have discussed the most important of issues; Girls, parents, teachers. Woods flank me on three sides. Shady-quiet, they give shelter and peace. Sunlight plays on the balding grass, rummaging...

Kafka on the Shore 0

Poetry

The Black of My Mind

In the black of my mind, I ride the waves and follow them to the island in my hands. An undercurrent, a melody of an unknown song, an invisible rope pulling me along. A...

On The Misty Pier 0

Poetry

Wind of Change

The first real day Of my life was when I banged the front door When I made a decision The real decision for myself Until then all decisions for me Are made by other...

Inspiration Dive into Unknown 1

Poetry

Inspired To Dream

I rest in a state of suspended consciousness. I am aware of all things, around me, beneath me and above. I relate to many and often make them dream. I tell them to never...

In the Park 0

Poetry

Come

A Mystery sat upon a tree where violets in snow winterlilly personify And I a lonely label make Mere in punity, perfunctify Formally, there was quicksilver, mercurial in his chrome And where his house...

Path in the Mountains 0

Poetry

Too Much Murakami

I’ve fallen down a well, Descending through stretching darkness The mysteries of the universe flashing past me Like road signs, Too fast to read. And I could fall forever, Feel the cool comfort of...

Ginger Gingko 0

Poetry

Gingko

Its stench souses the atmosphere of a buried autumn — thick and sharp. “Bring mama a handful, not one at a time!” You chided while mashing fruit between your fingers — eject nut into...

Hide and Seek 0

Poetry

You Do It All The Time

Self-fulfilling is the safe word in times of bondage loyalty to what hurts more prays neon tears toward the left aisle On the way out of where you thought holy existed was merely a...