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The plain facts are that, no matter how you look at it, what she's doing is incredibly stupid.1
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In a white room devoid of movement, there sleeps a girl. Her skin is nearly the same color as the walls. She is on a bed with white sheet
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Standing at the doorway to the gymnasium in the shadows of the big, old trees, that surrounded the schoolyard like an enormous green wall, Candice beheld a lovely little Blue Tit which was eagerly hopping across the concreted
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One day, there were bones. They were old, buried in the sand, dry as the creekbed I found them in. Nothing organic remained, just architect
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Paperback Aromas
(from The Winter Room by Gary Paulsen)1
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Hanging on the wind, waiting, perhaps the odd change in the angle of the tail, otherwise motionless. Waiting for something,
by Kenart
2400 words, 2 comments,
on Jan 9 10:30 AM. In Animals, Autobiography, Birds, Falconry, Life, Nature, Raptors, Training, Wild
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A day of lessons in the wild.
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I watch as white, crisp clouds slowly pass on by. The dry grass beneath me pricked at my pack, but I feel so at peace. You cannot help but feel that way on a day like this. The river is only a few feet away and the smell of t
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Ice
Clings to bare tree branches
by Friesian
100 words, 5 comments,
on Dec 26 12:37 PM 2008. In , Cloud, Hmm, Ice, Inspiration, Life, Lissy, Nature, Other, Poem
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I can hardly recall the place were I was born; in the artery of the earth, near her pulsing heart. In the beginning, when I was young, my c
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"We're Siamese if you please; we're Siamese if you don't please."
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Ginger... had knocked over a parrot cage, extracted the parrot, and made a deep gouge in its back with one of her claws.
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Night.
The darkness of the world.
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The new arrangement lasted about 75 miles, until the angry cat had shredded the box in the vicinity of the air holes.
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Someday I'll drink the rainbow, I'll drink it like spring water,
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A first-person illustration of an ecosystem.
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I will never forget the day when I actually saw a real-life fairy. It was so amazing. People thought that I was just imagining it, but I wa
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♥ ♥ Emotions are like waterfalls; and although they can be dangerous, they're beautiful too.
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Why does the female black widow spider kill and eat her mate after mating with him?
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Raindrops play musical xylophone notes;1
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We impressed many out of state relitives that summer.
I had myself a claming dog.
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Cold and grim eyes gaze
From within the trees
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I told my buddy. Don't look over the side.
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He has seen the world in different ways, but perhaps not more.
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A summer installment to my Seasons series
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I am the third-eye eater / It's an evil price, a penchant and sin / To ask this of these in / But the Kalpa's coming to an end / And I feel like I'm on a bend / Like the stimulant / Crown of the thornless / Dese
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A girl. That’s significant, I think: a girl, not a woman. That’s how I’d describe her. Not a child; a girl.
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Sun drenched rays palpitated; / drained for spectacular displays, / of elegance. / Fragrant rows of nectar rhythmically singing praises / o
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I was kayaking for hours1 / and the channel before me looked a little choppy.2 / I decided to cross. Little did I know of the battle of wind and waves that would ass
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A poem I wrote that I think sucks...
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school buildings are MUCH safer to climb than trees.
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You sit on a soft bed of heather. There is a merry stream in front of you where the water trickles around rocks and tiny fish swim. The w
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The grass under my feet,1 / The sun in the sky,2 / The air, fragrant and sweet3 / And the trees by and by.4 /
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Nature's Balance1 / Concrete paved trails2 / of sanctuary,3 / tunes of solitude in the wind4 / filling m
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An essay on the sea and its attendant accesses. Part 1 of a four-part series on Northern California coastal communities
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"Seisiosh led the demon silently and surely through the dormant woods. They walked along the river for a time, until the cloistered trees a
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I decided to take a detour route home from school. It seemed like a good idea: cut through the woods instead of walking around. The sky darkened as the clouds filtered the sunlight, averting all pleasure and happiness. The d
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At 6am, small rustles from nature were the only disturbance to The Lakeside Shop and Bait. The season had closed the weekend previously, and most folks had locked up their cabins, choosing to spend Thanksgiving with family i
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