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In a Hum~

Sunday, 09 February 2014  |  Kelley White

"Winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period Oct 31-Dec. 31, 2013. See commentary below."--ed.

Tweedle Dee Dee and Tweedle Dee Dum
One could sing, the other hum
One was smart and one was dumb
One was free and one was numb

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Don't Hold Your Breath SLUT (Explicit)

Sunday, 23 December 2012  |  Lisa Morie

"Runner-up in the Open Community Poetry Contest for the period July 1-Sept. 30, 2012."--ed.

She will miss the kiss.

It lingers on and she tastes him.

Something that she never experiences

and longs for,

her brief emancipation.

 

He tosses her like a rag doll,

entwined, she is trembling,

he breaks her in two,

that last kiss, now lips closed tightly,

out the door.

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Sometimes Love is Sick in the Head

Friday, 21 April 2017  |  Jellian PL Nacalaban

Close your eyes,

I want you to trust me,

Just this once — just for tonight.

You can tighten your grip on my hand,

I don't mind your nails digging deeper.

 

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Like One Of His French Girls

Friday, 21 April 2017  |  Hailee Roach
She, unaware tip-toes in the candle light glow of the skyline breathtaking the silence around her is a forcefield. 
I love her
Her freckles, constellations when connected they dance along her cheeks and nose- she doesn't see them as I do. 
Cat like eyes send shivers, eyelids of blue and purple veins while she sleeps through the morning fog. 
I love her.
Peppermint Tea still on her breath she Speaks and...

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Prose

Fogtown: A Musical

Monday, 26 August 2013  |  Neil Donnelly

Again the dusk has filled this town with fog a sight I've grown accustomed to; odd shapes and silhouettes become dancers and these cracked calloused streets have become their stage. As they dance a bullfrog belches in the background a light wind rustles some leaves. In the distance I hear the sawmill; metal blades gnarling through the flesh of a helpless, old redwood begging for his life.

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When Hell Paid a Visit

Sunday, 02 April 2017  |  Lesley Day
     Seven years ago I met a boy in college. We had Journalism and Creative Writing together, and we had class with each other five days a week that whole semester. On June 6, 2007, that boy became my boyfriend, and we began our journey together.
 

Fix It

Friday, 24 February 2017  |  Lynn

Fix it. That's all I hear these days. Over the counter, scores of people stream in to get their shoes mended. I don't know how Pa does it. Nobody expected this small business enterprise to last, let alone become a household name in Singapore ---Mr Fix-it Store.

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Interviews & Culture

Recent Interview with Michael Miller

Sunday, 02 December 2012  |  Administrator

An Interview with Michael Miller, winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest, January-March, 2011

by John Winn

Staff Writer

Hennen's Observer


Known as michaelmiller.ic to contributors and visitors to the website hennensobserver.com, Michael Miller Jr. is as mysterious as the allegories he employs.  With little more to go on that an arm tattoo as his online avatar and some vague geography as his locat...

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Recent Interview with H. E. Mantel

Sunday, 02 December 2012  |  Administrator

An interview with H.E. Mantel, winner of the Open Community Poetry Contest (for the period October—December, 2010) conducted February 28, 2011.

by John Winn

Staff Writer

Hennen's Observer


Harold E. Mantel has been a mainstay in the literary community ever since he burst on the scene almost a decade ago. Since then many of his poems and prose, including “Abide and Abode,” “If Ever After” and “Pox Popul...

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Hidden Gem

Monday, 17 April 2017  |  Dior
Educators are like gem miners. They dig deep into the heart and soul of each student to find the hidden gem inside.

Now imagine yourself entrusted with a precious jewel hidden in a lump of clay. You have no idea of it's value, you just treat the random shaped clay as it's supposed to be. 

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All this technology but nothing works

Saturday, 25 March 2017  |  Theresa
How to make emotions to the already blank page & but what would happen if a spirit got away.  Would it merge with a machine & become an unclear being that is a cyborg that would just gleam.  Have humans become redundant by an organic mass of machine melted into a chip of tagged hash.  I do hope that the mass does not feel the backlash or anger, resentment or even clash with a hatred for li...

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