Pdashortpoet Stories

A short story about the importance of childhood and innocence, and about the importance of responsibility too. © 2017 | This story is the sole property of the author, Ka...

a collection of the thoughts i want to get rid of. "Time is wasted on the young, to those who don't know how to spend their time, the young who will eventually bec...

a random collection of trashy poems i've written over the years

As far as Mist knows, there are three sentient races in the great forest: treefoxes, birdfolk and burrowers. Yet in the river lives yet another kind of creature, a water...

Coven: A group or meeting of Witches. Coven Of Words: A group or meeting of Words. Letters come together And become words forever Come along with me We're the only pe...

She stared up at the sky, in search of a constellation that belonged, not in the sky, but in the eyes she refused to gaze at in the mirror.

Short poems written by a girl who loves to live fearlessly but is petrified of everything

Behind a dirty window, an old woman sits and watches the world turn without her. Her frail hands hold the power to change everything. She just needs to figure out how t...

Even if we are merely stumbling towards happiness, we are still headed in the right direction.

A collection of poems that don't really follow a theme at all. Some might be sad, some might be happy, some might be inspiring, some might be funny, most of them are ent...

This is a collection of poems that I have written over the years and because of this they range in length, rhyming scheme, and subject matter. I consider poetry to be a...

That heartbroken girl who made a wish upon a shooting star between a matter of life and death inside a plane about to crash. Then she woke up and thought she's dead whe...

Highest chart in short story #232 Yellowstone National Park is home to numerous geological features, including one super volcano. Georgianna van der Linden lives in the...

Scream out before you're swallowed whole.

[Book One of A Fragile kind of love] Her lips were like fresh strawberries, the brightest and most vibrant pink shade. But the words that flew out of her mouth were fil...

TW: self harm, body image, depression "Slipping into their heads, death rises from the crevice in which it had been hidden, soft and silent. It's there, unnoticed...