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"The Found Book"
As the sun set on the small town, Emily sat on her porch, staring out at the orange and pink sky. She had always loved this time of day, when the world seemed to be at peace and the air was filled with the sounds of crickets and the distant honking of geese.
By Vocal Trending 3 years ago in Poets
What are some of hard lessons in life that someone has to experience
There are many hard lessons that people learn in life, and these lessons can vary greatly from person to person depending on their individual experiences. Some common hard lessons that people may learn include:
By Liam Smith3 years ago in Poets
A Poems Deconstruction
In "Song of Myself," the grass is a powerful and enduring symbol that represents the interconnectedness and cyclical nature of life. In section six of the poem, Whitman describes the grass as a "handkerchief of the Lord," covering the graves of the dead and providing nourishment for the living. The grass is also described as a "universe of dew," representing the constant renewal and rebirth of life.
By Priestess Ganesa3 years ago in Poets
Shadow on the wall
The night grew later, as I waited through the night. Listening for your voice or to see your flash light. I hear the sound of shoes, brushing the grass. I remember thinking, "he's home at last." But my hair on my neck stood up in fear. When the shadow on the wall looked nothing like my dear. This shadow's head reached the ceilings light. The shadow of his hand was a humongous sight. When I blinked my eyes and opened them again. The shadow was gone and I lifted my chin. My chin dropped back down as a man walked through my room, he went through the wall, my eyes consumed. I was on edge all night, until my husband was there. The shadow on the wall story, I had to share. When I explained to him about the shadow on the wall. He replied "I only know one man that tall." Replying I said " this man was walking fast like he had somewhere to be." He said " he always walked like that, that was my pawpaw Willie D." Earlier that day I'd said "I wished his grandpa & I could have met." Heaven had heard me and sent my request!
By Brooke Roddy3 years ago in Poets
