our mark

I carved my name into a tree You carved yours equally Raw edges sliced into moss-strewn bark Prettily etched,we left our mark Matched with a date For remembrances sake

Kusaya—Edible Fish or Biological Weapon

An unusual delicacy that tastes much better than it smells.

9 November 2012 (Just) - Dear Dairy # 8

Dear dairy,

Like elves tending trees

The world is our garden To create or destroy To grow seeds strong and open Or neglect from all joy The garden shouts for pleasure Not pressure or restriction Love and freedom are its nature

Dictionaries’ voice

Dictionaries’ voice P K Routray When there is no light, it is dark the ignorance is the state, when the knowledge we lack. The absence of heat is the cold,
Cherry

CHESSBOARD

bear in mind that a child can easily beat me playing checkers

starling

Its now when your not here that I've been pacing the courtyard of my own fears and I long to stand in crowds and listen to their noise and rows coz theirs no peace in my own silence
Cherry

Lonie7

Please stick any grammatical or downright stupid mistakes in the comment's box. I'll pick them up later. cheers.

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Seven ( Pt 5 ) As Dawn Approached

Cinnamon had a restless night, she tossed and turned but eventually as dawn approached she decided to get up.

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