Merrie Sanders

Joined June 2021

0 stories

Bio

Writing for fun and as an escape from the everyday. After all, what is life for if not to create?

Achievements (1)

Runner-Up in Summer Camp Challenge

Stories (47/0)

Worm
Said 1 to 2, "Do you think we'll ever get out of here?" "That I die in this cage is my greatest fear." “Yes, to that, my friend, I surely relate.
By Merrie Sanders11 days ago in Poets
Obscure
Endangered--not forgotten. Cautioned but not heeded. Listless in care. Indigent of heart. Person: unknown. Unwanted. Suckling at the abandoned.
By Merrie Sanders3 months ago in Poets
Seeker. Top Story - March 2024.
I've sought approval that I've never found. Wasted so much time, digging my heels in the ground. Sure that if only I had validation,
By Merrie Sanders3 months ago in Poets
My One
A note to my sweetheart, My love and best friend, My home and my haven from now ‘til the end, I wanted to take this moment to say,
By Merrie Sanders4 months ago in Poets
Feeling Untenable . Top Story - March 2024.
Forgettable and regrettable; those feelings untenable. To be the former or latter-- such a punch to the gut. To be lost in the crowd;
By Merrie Sanders4 months ago in Poets
Release
Too many thoughts clouding my mind. Unending chatter, unbearable clatter-- a cacophony of chaos, and you ask what's the matter.
By Merrie Sanders4 months ago in Poets
I only ever
lost my faith and only ever found two sides of a coin not to settle for anything but the best I deserve nothing
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets
Truce
Can we not? Just for tonight, put downs our swords and give up the fight? Stubborn is fine, part of who we are, but it's been
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets
Redacted
To all my words living in volumes redacted, relics of moments and feelings transacted, preserved in pages not to be opened,
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets
Sugar
For comforts of ease, I will not go quietly. Ambitions like Zeus, beyond big and mighty. With plenty of passion and surprise left in me,
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets
Moth
I sure wish you’d come looking for me crawling through a hangover of bleak misanthropy alone in my thoughts there with no relief
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets
The Scent of Flowers in my Hair
I want to come home smelling like flowers. When I walk through the door, you’ll know how I’ve spent my hours. Elbow deep in the dirt with thorns poking my skin,
By Merrie Sanders5 months ago in Poets

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