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• Vivid Dreams
  by Ushna Sardar

  eyes gleamed in the dark / the darkness gleamed as it caught the light / can we gathered together / changed into ray of light / *give…

• exist within the walls of reality
  by Mishaal Sardar

  *We were on the point of giving up / what’s the point of all this violence and racism? / what’s the point of all this boundaries and barrie…

• CRE8 + SELL YOUR ART! ANYONE INTERESTED?
  by HOOK STUDIO

  DO YOU WANT GET PRO ACTIVE IN SELLING YOUR ART? / THEN JOIN A GROUP THAT IS PLANNING AN SALES ART ATTACK WITH SOME SHARED RESOURCES> MORE …

  A new group is being considered to enable some serious advertising for artists on the BUBBLE. .....Want to know more?

• "By Beth Moore".... A well known Christian speaker and writer. (Very interesting, as to what is happening in the spiritual world today).
  by Elaine Farmer

  At times I was almost expecting her to collapse. At one point she just had to stop and pray.

  As our world turns, we are facing some new and never experienced before, situations. How will we prepare for what is coming??

• Bank Interest
  by Gregory John O'Flaherty

  If you can’t afford a personal loan / They’ll give you a credit card instead

  I worked for Australias then biggest bank from 1977 to 1988.

• Judging Talent
  by Arletta

  How is it that one judges a talent? / A writer staggers in and floors many / Flooding tales of life not well lived / Oh they pour in, drop b…

  Just a thought … I was reading a book wherein on the back it said that the author was a writer of staggering talent. Now, she is talented, I grant you; and I begrudge her not her accolades. But the truth is that if it was a fictional story, made up whole cloth, even then it would not be staggering.. but it would be closer. I mean, the story is staggering.. but it is based on the truth of her life and that is what is staggering. Which gave me pause, knowing that .. for I would hardly say she is more talented than Douglas Adams or Stephen King or Georgette Heyer ever were, or even as good in my personal opinion, and she’d never give Steinbeck or Shakespeare a run for their money… it is simply that the story is powerful, then, apparently, that she herself has been acclaimed as staggering. The tale of Ghandi is staggering, and he told some parts of it, but it hardly made him a writer, journalist, film producer, etc. did it? And if he had done those things on his own? Well, the story would still have been staggering, but it still would not have made him anything but what he was. So that is what I was wondering about, talent not Ghandi, and why. It is not that she could not be a staggering writer. It is that to determine it you’d have to see something she wove with words all on her own, not just in the retelling of little events that happened, in the rehashing of old letters. That’s all.

• Let's Do a Beautiful RedBubble Book! - Are You Interested?
  by Curtis Bard

  I’m excited about this possibility, and there are so many great artists on RedBubble that I can’t help but think that they also would be …

  A colorful, glossy, and beautiful RedBubble Book…

• Interested in modeling?
  by Janne Kearney

  I am always looking for models nude or otherwise,

• Anyone interested in Dog Rescue?
  by Floralynne

  Please have a look at a new Red Bubbler’s work…....JRTrescue….and please pass it on to anyone who is interested in Jack Russells and …

• 50 things you don't know me and might find interesting
  by fotosrphun

  What were you doing at 12 AM last night?

  This was fun… give it a try yourself…

• Cigarrettes and Teenage Love Interests
  by starbunny

  She heard the door swish open and saw him in her peripheral vision. He took out a cigarette and searched through his pockets for a…

  A story I wrote at a writing workshop in high school.

• Into
  by YourHumbleNarrator

  Passion is lacking, or so it seems. / But convention is unconventional, / to him, at least. He follows his / unconscious self, into immortal…

  A poem about a man.

• Lack of interest
  by Vagrant484

  take it all back / falsify what you thought / was it ever real / this desire to hold on / has left me tired and bored nothing left to prov…

• Key Master
  by YourHumbleNarrator

  So why should I be forced to stand in the blazing sun? / Sit still while gazing into the barrel of the blue-eyed gun? / Even with your back…

  This was inspired after my ex-girlfriend talked to me for the first time since we broke-up, three months ago. I was with her for nearly two years. I loved her, but as with any relationship there were problems. This poem spontaneously came to me after getting out of the shower this morning. I didn’t even bother to get dressed before writing it, that’s how forcefully it pushed itself out. I hope you can find understanding within it. Personally, I like this one very much. Reviews are welcome. =]

• Unfinished Dreams
  by Kristine Johnson

  The man is coming towards me and he looks angry. I duck and hide behind a tree, hoping he won’t see me. He turns and pauses before hea…

• Settling of Debt
  by Kristine Johnson

  I stared at the ceiling fan as it went round and round and round. Feeling dizzy, I slowly looked back towards the front of the classr…

• WOLVES ( a story i never finished cos i lost interest but still like some of the humour in there)
  by Steve Scott

  Ian is, was and always has been a fine and upstanding member of the community. He is 42 and a weed of a man with the drawn face of an alm…

  The bad story…

• The Silent Killer
  by gudmike

  ...there will be no smoking gun to find….

  Just a glimpse of how I have felt before and wish never to feel again.

• She is a woman
  by valenciasmiles

  She is a woman; she should know her place. Never mind that she was raised to be a son. Forget her complexity when it comes to her gende…

  Random writing of things heard and said in front of me:)

• Personal Outrage
  by KKachinsky

  Sweet Motion, Candy Ocean

  Short, fast, quick, fast.

• L's Thought on naming things
  by megapplepie

  Last Night found the ladder, / Redeamed / She climbed up to scrutinise reflection / Hers being defined / in city-lights and stars: / A negatio…

  Not really sure what this poem means but I always liked its obscurity

• The Two Trees that Came To Town
  by William Carroll

  Colors blossom out of the depths of the tree trunk, and make their way up to see the view at the top of the highest point.

• Interesting
  by Antony Mark

  Whilst I slept you sang