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Forward ThinkersForward we goForward Thinkers by IamDreamfire
Like the icicle an idea pierces and melts you
Taken aback but on and on you'll go
Once it's caught you, you'll endure sleet and snow
You'll claw away at little minds wasting precious time
On honesty you'll yearn to dine
Forward you will think
Pulling along anyone you can behind
Seeking all the future there is to find
What Shall He Be?Oh what shall he be - the one to steal my heart?What Shall He Be? by AshATurner
Many a man is there in this vast world,
But what sort should I desire?
My sisters have oft said to see him in my thoughts.
To know him there and appease my dreams.
I am slow to act, for what reality could compare to a woman's dream?
But, alas, I do believe
That even I find myself dreaming of him now and again.
And so you ask, what sort of man is he?
Well listen close, for here I shall tell of what sort he would be:
He should be tall and graceful, elegant and fair;
With sweet golden locks of his curly hair.
And have blue eyes that sparkle in the light
Of the sun, bright, as does his smile shine.
His tender words and gentle touch
Would so sooth my heart and troubled mind.
His strong arms would hold me fast in the darkest nights
And chase away my fears 'til dawn.
His sweet lips would kiss me tenderly, lovingly just so.
He would have a heart of pure gold, and be loyal and good.
And looking into his eyes, he would see my soul
And I, giving my
Hunting„Mom, mom, look what I found. This flower. It remembers me of dad...Oh, no, don't start crying, I am sorry, I just did... I miss dad...”Hunting by IokoThePanda
I like this place, the sun is shining down between the big trees. Flowers and moss is at the ground. This whole place is shining. Golden. As if the sun fell down and made everything shining so beautiful. “I like this place mom. The grass looks so green and it is so tasty!”. Between my legs a butterfly is flying. A yellow one. It reflects the sun and it seems almost unnatural. This is a perfect day. That is a day that makes us remember why we live.
The deers, a mom and her son are in a wood. Nearly left behind, no humans are there. A truly peaceful place..
“Run, run my son, I'll come after you, don't stop, run!”
What? What is happening, I can't remember, why do I have to run. Run, run, I should, listen to my mom, why? Why?
a loud noise fills the air. All birds stopped singing, all animals hide. Even the smallest don'
Last StandExhaling the years away he brings the cigar to his mouth as he struggles to stand.Last Stand by BrittaSage
A skirmish occurs and he falls back in his place. He kicks the “Woodworking For Dummies” book from under him.
Past ancestors peer from above in their box chambers, their eyes all knowing. Spaced evenly apart from one another leaving room for wallpaper to peep through their borders.
One lye crooked in the center, the honeymoon photograph.
Damn her and that sailor many years past in hotel hell.
Another whiff escapes his lips as he smiles, pushing himself up again once more.
He hobbles to the wall and straitens the picture.
Even the gods defy him, a victory he shares alone.
As he sets the house on fire to dispose of the body and his own.