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A Fine Line – A Haiku

February 20, 2015 flyfrisbeefly

Uploading deep thoughts, Sharing creations online. Did I save? Bugger.

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Solitude

February 20, 2015 ryancumming7

The still summer day’s sluggish temperature was broken intermittently by the chirping of birds. Not even the wind could bring itself to muster a gentle

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Flowers for the table

February 20, 2015 thepenguinruler

During a creative writing class on Modernism we were asked to write a short piece exploring the stream of consciousness style. We were also given

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Expectations

February 20, 2015 aryem

By Aryana Motaghian I woke up to birdsong and a feeling of regret.  Ana is next to me, like a cat bathing in sunshine, her

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Hedge Maze

February 20, 2015 flyfrisbeefly

By Fraser Wilson A shower of sparks and explosive colours cascaded from the sky, flecks of firework ash and gunpowder scattering onto the hedges beneath.

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Stiff Stalks

February 14, 2014 tiaredesert

A spider web of bare branches tangle with gelid air. Webs of naked silver birch trees trap Pacific sunsets in warmer sands.  

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Severance, optimism. (Poem) – Ross Young

March 25, 2013 rtyoung1

Not to worry – the spider creates and navigates new roads each day, a brisk flurry of snow in mid-March keeps the stone skeletons at

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Stories

February 27, 2012 fishfulthinker

Open marshes are dangerous places, like the minds of young girls. They’ll suck you in with innocent grin, and chase you out with your fear.

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Success in Haiku

February 27, 2012 fishfulthinker

Chasing seconds the sun moves across the sky, to my mortality.

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Failures in Haiku

February 27, 2012 fishfulthinker

Dry skin, cracks on the back of these ageing hands. Time ticks on, eternally. Numbers patiently wait for shadows to fall on their moment.

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