The evening

It was 6 in the evening. Hindenburg's eco-system began their daily turn-over. The orange sky was fading fast, drew nearer and nearer to the half-rounded ruby red sun as time ticked by. The ever casting shadow expands far more from the horizon,...

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The Walnut Tree

Poison courses through her veins. She feels it down to her roots. Putting a name to the substance (juglone) Doesn't help her, only makes her feel More connected to her toxic nature. The poison kills all that surrounds her Until only grass...

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power circle

preview story this story is about a powerful six month old boy who used his second sight and shield powers to stop bad people from killing his mom or dad. Because if his parents die then there killer dies as vash will make sure of it. Because grief...

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Full Circle

Full Circle Strong cypress lies aside me Grown out of a field Mockingbird sings freely Never forced to yield. A river of molten rock Runs not far beyond The deer and the crane Visible from any stalk Yet under the pouring rain May yet breed a...

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The Wolf Mother's New Child

There are many unknown wonders in nature. Some people go into nature to document them. Logan was one such person. He had a job with a local photography company in Three Rivers, Michigan. He'd been tasked with going deep in to the Tahquamenon Falls...

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False Wildness

Raindrops like tears, slide down the road. Carefully trimmed plants strain with all the strength of Earth's lament against the cage of man's design. Perfect shapes for imperfect people as a rogue vine chokes out the steeple. Trees arranged...

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The Wolf

When I see nature, I think of the wolf Whose eyes always shine bright beautifully With its gentle howling and bark of woof And fur that glistens with immunity. You can't compare the exquisiteness of This beautiful, wild, flawless canine To that...

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A whisper from Gaia

A whisper from Gaia; mother of men. Words thrown to the wild wind, Unheeded by those who do not listen. Words, if heard right, would sound in the young minds Witches, Christians, Jewish Children and kin; All be rested, as her loving words...

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Haiku Español con traducción; Spainish haiku with translation

**El Haiku Español:** Esta noche en / el bosque del corazón / espero por ti. **The Translation:** Tonight in / the forest of the heart / I wait for you. If you like these, send me a message and tell me what you'd like me to write a poem...

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Anteater/Antbear

Striding on curved fore-claws across the Mato Grosso you stop almost casually to slip a long tongue down this or that hill: Antbear, what's it like to go through life with no teeth? Sucking it up as the ranchers hunt you down & drive you out...

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Go Tell Fire [Chapter 1]

"Don't hurt her. She isn't dangerous. She's naked. Like a newborn child." I woke up very slowly from some sort of coma or sleep. For all I know it could have been death itself I woke up from. I indeed felt like a newborn child. Naked, confused, angry....

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Poem #31: Spring

_Spring_ My brain is buzzing My heart is blooming Blood is murmuring A river flowing fast The Queen She pollinates my soul Her smile The sun shines down on me I bask in her radiance Air filled with her scent The time of new beginnings ...

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