Blue Summer Skies
Memories of Summer
The taste of honey
Suckles in the summer heat
Against skies of blue.
About the Creator
Laura Lann
I am an author from deep East Texas with a passion for horror and fantasy, often heavily mixed together. In my spare time, when I am not writing, I draw and paint landscape and fantasy pieces. I now reside in Alaska where adventures await.
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Reverence for the Wild
In the heart of the forest, where the ancient trees stand tall and the sunlight filters through the canopy in dappled patterns of gold and green, there dwells a poet whose words are as wild and untamed as the landscape that surrounds him. His name is Elias a man of quiet contemplation and boundless imagination, whose spirit roams free amidst the wonders of the natural world.
By Michael smith7 days ago in Poets
The Price I Pay
Here is a link to Randy Baker's Challenge: Prompted #4 *** Joseph It smells like desperation. Actually, it smells like bleach trying to hide the smell of urine, death, and desperation permanented into the studs of my new home. Even as the perky redhead in scrubs pushes me around in my wheelchair, blathering on about the different rooms and the schedule for the week, I can see a man pouring bleach in a bucket, preparing yet another attempt to mask the bits of horrid smell still peeking through.
By Alexandria Stanwyck4 days ago in Fiction
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Oops!! The poem is missing!!!