Creative Writing Prompt #1: Subject Analysis
_Subject Analysis Using Imagery:_ _My Friend Eating Lunch_ The shades of hair on his head that cascade down his back in interwoven strands are an equal mixture of lighter and slightly darker hues of blonde. Many loose strands of hair hang down around...
Poem #85: Journey Through a Life Once Lived
_Journey Through a Life Once Lived_ Some days I look back on my life And I wonder How I did it all? The teardrops falling down my face, Rivers on a mountain side With smooth, unbroken ridges Where did they come from? Why did I have so many...
Poem #84: Once Said
_Once Said_ The cruelest man alive once said To an old man of Ember's Bed: "Now, see here, you old and ugly, lonely man With all of my power, I will destroy your clan For every man, woman and child There will be a death made by beasts wild All...
Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same
We start out with our connections as an empty light board Slowly, each empty spot is replaced with a little light bulb As the years roll by, more lights appear But not always Some lights go dim Some lights burn out Some lights shatter It's a...
Poem #96: Not Much of a Dancer
When my days are troubled I always reach for my headphones And put them in my ears Slowly, the rhythm passes through my veins Flowing through every part of me. When I feel the beat kick My hearts yearns to align with the drum I feel the beat...
Poem #95: That One Time My Eyes Saw Everything
Paper covered bricks of paper Lie in the corner Quiet and inert Suddenly, the pages burst into flame Crackle and pop! Until naught but ash remains Out of the ashes a triangle tuft appears. Then another followed by a pair of feline eyes Yellow...
Poem #94: Moving Up
A plant's life starts as a seed A hard, solid shell of potential. The first drink of water is the sweetest Each drop causes the seed to swell Slowly, a crack appears The smallest of roots is born. After many roots have made their way Deep...
Poem #93: Direction
The beating in me can't decide What it wants in life To go in the direction of the distant past Where love was only felt on one side Not more of moving forward But of what could have been To go in the direction of the first Missing him more than...
Poem #92: Fire
With new eyes on the horizon A new flame arises Despite the love lost, Affection and care take its place Enjoying the days and nights together And pushing through the days apart Surrounded by those that see me Those who listen and laugh...