How to create pages that self populate

But then one day, something went wrong The Bunnies were all gone Let me explain Daily, as I pulled into the stop at 10th and Vine, the bunnies would line the grassy slopes all ‘round Quietly they munched on the dewy grasses there My passenger would alight, I’d give one last glance at the peaceful…

The wife who went astray is standing at my door standing in the rain hair dishevelled hanging down hair that veiled her eyes Those down cast eyes dripping water on my carpet “I’m sorry”, she said, “I’m back!”, she said, then, shivering, fell to the floor, just inside my door I tucked and rolled her…

My brother, Andrew, noted an unintentional allusion to T S Eliot “Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn, A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many, I had not thought death had undone so many. Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled, And each man fixed his eyes before his feet. Flowed up…

Sparrows What do they mean? What do they need? Darting in bullet flash flightTo secretive nestsUnder oriental rooftops Wherein lies the family? Nests? Eternally grateful that I am aliveAnd demonstratively graspingThese such scenes of natural beauty A. W. Brand

I saved a key from a precious place, never intending to ever go there again, but knowing that I could had been a comfort to me. Today as I rummaged through all of my saved treasures, I realized that that house had been torn down, and the key was no longer a key to anything,…

I woke up this morning tempted to be joyful… I took a chance and drank it in, and Let Joy run free to Romp and Play! All the while Anxiety’s been shouting, “…you’ll be sorry for singing like a naive wretch!” But no surprise, Anxiety’s the liar she’s always been And my heart keeps right…

Van Morrison, “he’s weird!” That phrase, it’s stuck in my mind all night long, and all morning, “he’s weird” I was at a dinner party and my alarm went off on my iPhone. I knew what it was, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, cancelled the alarm, then stowed it away. Our host,…

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter. Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther… And one fine morning… So we beat on, Boats against the current, Borne back ceaselessly into the past. The Great Gatsby…

“Nevertheless, I tell you the truth: it is to your advantage that I go away, for if I do not go away, the Helper will not come to you. But if I go, I will send him to you. And when he comes, he will convict the world concerning sin and righteousness and judgment: concerning…