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- O Brother Where Art Thou at allpoetry
O Brother Where Art Thou? / I looked for thee out in the fields / That we gave our water to sow. / I looked for thee amidst the grass / Were we would lie and sleep; / But you were not there, - O Brother Thou Art at allpoetry
Fordged, struck, / Fusion of souls. / Engangled from womb- / Collectively Undone! - The Land that George Built at allpoetry
This is the land that George built. / / This is the boy / That live in the land that George built. / / This is the dream / That dwelt in the boy / That lived in the land that George built. / / This is - Iron Case at allpoetry
Tis'the strangest feeling,
As water glides on glass, - [ Red ships upon the water ] at allpoetry
by Ilitilian
No particular ryme or reason for this poem. - The Tale of the Silent King at allpoetry
Be warned - this is a 'short' story for me, but it is over 10,000 words. Ignore if this falls outside your area of intrest. - My Wooden Soul at allpoetry
O I go deep -
Curling, searching, feeling, finding - The Tale of the Silent King at storywrite
- How sweet the destiny at allpoetry
How sweet is the destiny
That holds us togeather. - Motherland's Sons (Revised) at allpoetry
Oh Mother you have been cruel to me!
Oh Mother you have betrayed me! - A Battle My Own part 3 (this is long) at storywrite
They were married.
They were happy. - A Battle My Own part 3 at storywrite
They spoke to each other, they simply didn't speak. Nothing of deep importance passed between them. The weather, food, prices, a little politics, passed between them, but they - A Battle My Own part 2 at storywrite
The white ball collided with the solid four with a crack and sent it into the corner hole. The bar was mostly empty. A few hard-hitters sat in various corners. The TV blared a - A Battle My Own (Sequel to AWNMO) part 1 at storywrite
The short blonde man pushed through the double doors at a neck-breaking speed. He paused for a split secant as he looked about him. He had entered a huge warehouse for stori - Benton Fraser at storywrite
I had chased her as far as the train station before Ray showed up.
He was a good guy- Ray, a good cop. He was rather short, balding and had an awful temperament with every - Justics v. Chaos at storywrite
Justice v. Chaos
“Extra! Extra!” The ne - The Untitled Story at storywrite
Hours after he had started, Lorne emerged from his torture chamber. It was over, compete. He had is revenge. Those who had caused him so much pain could no longer do so, they w - The Saga of Hastings. Part Two. at storywrite
The son of Hastings that went to America, went down to mexico, where he met the Aztecs. They thought him a god, so they worshiped him. He didn't like them, so he left and helpe
