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Shattered Dreams (3/18/12) by DanikaMilles, literature

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Shattered Dreams (3/18/12)

Shattered dreams, Silent screams, Tear stained eyes on a lifeless pillow. Tethered hearts, Brightened sparks, Gentle kisses on a dark summer's night. Infringed notions, Masked emotions, These thoughts are hard to hide. Desperately waiting, Constantly anticipating, The dreams I had in mind. Barley hanging, Mentally cascading, Why's it everyone's turn, but mine?

Babylon by Amarum, literature

Literature

Babylon

Alexander, thy name is one of conquests battles and rivers of gold what happened to you, son of every God why everything you touch is falling apart and the empire dies just the way your body does? everything is possible, king of Asia and yet not the things you desire the most one cannot have it all, it takes pain and tears to rule the whole world and then the emptiness brings a scream up your throat some decisions are for life, some factors more important than others, although your crying will not bring him back false friends waiting for your corpse to finally rot with a moan a moon on a string, a flawless caress Persian robes, Olympic gam

White Owl by LadyofGaerdon, literature

Literature

White Owl

The white owl opens up her eyes, sways her vision to the skies; seeking out a creature's cry, through the woods' nocturnal sigh. In the darkness crickets sing, far beneath the owl's white wing. Dew drops to the leaves still cling, sparkling with a lucent sheen. Senses alert, she prepares for flight, hearing creatures near their plight, she spreads her wings into the night silent as moonlight, and as white.

Still I wait by DanikaMilles, literature

War... by AztecTemplar, literature

Literature

War...

They saw the battle, I fought the war; They heard the suffering, I saw them die; They buried their bodies, I closed their eyes; They praised their triumphs, I mourned their lies; They knew their strength; I knew their shame; They knew their dreams; I lived their fears; They knew their life; I knew their very-soul; They read their letters; I wrote their memoirs; They wanted them back; I wouldn't let go of their hand; They knew them as brothers; We together were one; They said "They're soldiers"; They were Heroes in my eyes. And in the end; Missed them as I did; Though in peace they rested; I envied them... For they've been taken

Cafe Belgium by Andry-a-qui, literature

Spring Reminiscence by Jade-Pandora, literature

Literature

Spring Reminiscence

snow melts- bones of Winter grin from the grass >:< scalloped leaves- a caterpillar's overbite >:< dream catchers at dawn's first light- cocoon remnants >:< morning dew- ladybug reflections >:< sun bonnets in vogue- a bee attends high tea >:< a tabby preens on the porch- ant queue >:< wasp nest in my mailbox- unpaid bills >:<

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Goosequillian

Aug 4, 2013

Has this group deadened into complete inactivity?

DanikaMilles

Aug 9, 2013

Yes, I am thinking so. There has not been a new journal in over a year and none of my submissions of late have been accepted.

Goosequillian

Aug 24, 2013

Meseemeth that 'tis just as you wrate. The group was lovely though while it lasted.

Agreed.

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The Poet . . . ( Referencing Moonglow, )

Novels, novellas, writers of documents and manuscripts,
Bred of grace and order,

What makes a 'Fellow-of-Letters' construct for the mind that which the eye
Can never see?

New passive resident in moments of ancient breathing, held down, bound tightly
In this ethereal, far dimension,

Forged in the common-ceremony of, 'Feather and Parchment',
My nimble fingers probe each new unfolding leaf.

And with more than subtle indifference I do now advance
Myself In the Far Echos and the Long Art.

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran / Ireland / July, 2013 )

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