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The Bluebells
The Bluebells written by: Ian Fletcher I will walk as before this fine morning across green fields...
Up Next, A Country Song
Up Next, A Country Song written by: John Grey How can I explain it. Imagine a trembling...
You, Us, Together
You, Us, Together written by: Marshall Hughes @hughes1marshall The gift. I brush my fingertips across the animal...
October Hues
October Hues written by: Kr. Chamling The cool October mornings break into Hot lovely days filled with...
The Lightbulb Farmer
The Lightbulb Farmer written by: Stephanie Musarra @dungeonwriter39 “George, are you using the drone to spy on the...
The Field of Play
The Field of Play written by: Mike Sharlow Our world revolved around “the field.” It was about...
Turf Monster
Turf Monster written by: Raphfael Wormge Reaching, Grabbing Swiping at feet; To feed a hunger That needs...
The Word For Today And Every Day
The Word For Today And Every Day written by: John Grey These words are like pets. Wind...
Gettysburg
Gettysburg written by: Fred Miller Under a copse of oaks, a mile or so from the ridge,...
Comrade Commissar
Comrade Commissar written by: RayFed @MrRayFed In the little town of Netrizovo, in a 3 room dacha lived...
Cosmonaut
Cosmonaut written by: James Gabriel @James_Gabriel1 capsule drifting in the inky void remembering Antonia’s eyes shut her...
To A Mouse
To A Mouse a poem by Robert Burns Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s...
Flinders Field
Flinders Field written by: hedgehog I’m sat here in my study a dream has come to me...
