ip attempt

By Kahdai on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

I dont know what to write about this saint I didnt know her atall, stranger til today she does sound a funny character to me tho expect I'd like her and she'ld not like me
Miscellaneous
Certificate U

Hello conscience

By SqueakyDuck on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

If I was to leave my mail out for all too see, to write another status on my website account, to anounce myself to you all, would you really know the true me?
Humour
Certificate 15

The Magic of the Wood

By skinner_jennifer on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

In yonder wood, unseen fairies live.
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate PG

Life goes on

By darkenwolf on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

Life goes on (without me) I sit and stare out the window Watch as they go by, Running errands Living their lives Laughter echoes in Joy, love and friendship Jealousy flares sometimes
Other Non-fiction
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Saints Of Satan Chapter Six

By JackJakins on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

I was the first to take action, swooping down with the new found urgency to care for my old friend.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate 12

The Parting

By Hourhouse on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

I watch your train departing And unbidden, to my eye Come familiar tears of sadness, I just want to stand and cry, But I watch as it grows smaller And then turn with head bowed low.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Tsunami Lament

By Hourhouse on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

The shores around Pacific's rim Are guarded by the might Of men and buoys and radios That watch by day and night. The Indian Ocean's balmy shores Could have been protected too
Opinion
Poem
Certificate U

The Confusion Of Love (For Performance)

By Yazmin on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

I've not written in a while, and I've been experimenting in structure, so please feel free ot leave contructive criticism, or just criticism. P.S. This sounds much better read aloud.
Poem
Certificate U

Where You Come From

By Julia Dickerson on Sat, 31 Jul 2010

I come from the spaces between your fingers, reside in the creases of your palm. I am what the fortuneteller reads in her room hazy with the dreams of a dawn. I come from the worn velvet
Biography
Poem
Certificate U

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