This poem took me actually a couple of months to write and if there was one request to the reader, I wish for them to stay mature. Every now and then, I like to make a poem about girls or sex and all that good stuff. But overall, it is truly something that is artistic in poetic value; it is this idea that made this poem. Comments are open.

Suddenly, a kind of electric shock buzzed through my fingers. I gasped and tried to pull my fingers from the planchette, but they were stuck. Mary and Jessie both tried to pull my fingers away, nothing helped. The other girls stared with wide, round eyes, as the planchette came alive under my fingers—which were still fixed to its surface—and began to move…..

It describes two parts of someone’s life.

Nature poetry describing the colorful leaves of autumn.

Nature poetry describing the end of autumn.

Nature poetry describing the sky in autumn.

A story of love that crosses the borders of reality.

Sometimes, don’t we just see what we want to see? How would it be if every day we woke up with the intention of seeing only what God wants us to see?

This was written January 17, 2006.

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A long story I wrote about two years ago. Very long, and kinda trippy-ish.

Enjoy!!

It is a poem about a girl, and a man’s current situation.