seannelson

Primary tabs

TypeTitleAuthorRepliesLast updated
StoryMY WORD: "HUMATERNITY" seannelson316 years 5 months ago
StoryNuclear Power is Essential seannelson516 years 5 months ago
StoryPAIN kheldar916 years 5 months ago
PageMore Books by ABCtales Authors admin1516 years 5 months ago
StoryFlowers Don't Take Plastic seannelson316 years 5 months ago
Forum topicOne post one comment Kropotkin383116 years 6 months ago
Forum topicThe Land Of Smiles Mangone8016 years 6 months ago
StoryOn "Liberalism" seannelson216 years 7 months ago
StoryGREAT PHILOSOPHERS ZINGERED seannelson216 years 7 months ago
StoryON PREVENTING TERROR STRIKES seannelson416 years 8 months ago
StoryI Hit the Bar Last Night seannelson216 years 9 months ago
StoryOn Israel's Right to Exist seannelson316 years 9 months ago
StoryOn China and Pinot Grigio seannelson216 years 10 months ago
StoryOregon Coast Haiku seannelson316 years 10 months ago
StoryOn Poetry and Money seannelson316 years 10 months ago
StoryOn Hitler, Nazis, and Democracy seannelson216 years 11 months ago
StoryDown With Democracy seannelson217 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPizza in America seannelson617 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFuck Mainstream America seannelson318 years 2 months ago
Forum topicAnti-War Poetry patmac1119 years 10 months ago

My stories

Gold cherry

call girl

lit-up hours arranging and waiting, rusty anxiety alternating with stars, the ackward introduction eased by her easy babbling, negotiation, rules, an erotically angelic face

a poem for lust

amorously toying with her skirt she is mightier than any army that ever followed armoured elephants into valiant carnage penetration of her carnation is to be restored to pristine Eden

pain flowers

petals of depressions feral, pistols of regrets visceral, thorns of feelings torn, styles of lands defiled by industrial war, anthers of reviled cancers, sepals of amorous advances repulsed,
Gold cherry

a Bradley Manning poem

small gay and elfish in wire-rim glasses, the world-wide earthquake sleeps naked in his cell shivering at the soft vengeance of the American military machine

Winter's Muse

Flattened pumpkins are left out to fertilize the forlorn fields. The black bird sings strange notes from the frozen thousand-fingered bower and primitive icicles

Pages