The waves crash onto to the morning shore
bringing tales from places they have been
as the other creatures gather around to hear
the stories seem to come to life right in front of their eyes
out sails a teacup from europe
a porcelian doll from china
and a diamond necklace from india
each share their stories
of the places they have been
and the things that they have seen
and the stories that they heard
and the things that they smelt
and all the creatures listen
hungry for more,
happy to learn of everywhere these things have been
which inspires each to set out in the ocean themselves
and have adventures of their own.
I write for the love of writing. I hope to be an accomplished writer some day, but that can be so very near, or far away. Please read some of the poems I am working on, for a piece of writing is never finished. A thousand changes can always be made to improve the piece, and make it a thousand times better. I hope you enjoy. Thanks :)
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
The sun has a pulse
The sun has a pulse
So different from our own
It's one beat can last for days
Whereas sometimes it takes too long to come,
to different places everywhere
the sun beats with a different feeling
but when the time comes where you wish it tobe gone
there will always be a time when you wish it to come back
Each time it comes,
It'll bring a new adventure
but for now remember that
the sun will always have a pulse
So different from our own
It's one beat can last for days
Whereas sometimes it takes too long to come,
to different places everywhere
the sun beats with a different feeling
but when the time comes where you wish it tobe gone
there will always be a time when you wish it to come back
Each time it comes,
It'll bring a new adventure
but for now remember that
the sun will always have a pulse
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Goodbye.
Hey, looks like i am back! The school year is almost finished so i have decided to get back to writing. So this one is titled Goodbye.
Goodbye
It is almost time to say goodbye for good. Our paths may never cross again. Throughout the years, however long or short they may have been, I want to thank you for being my friend. A shoulder I was, when times were troubled. An ear I was, when times were meant to be shared. A mouth I was, when words of truth were longing to be spoken. An eye I was, to lookout when t was dark, and we were scared- all alone. I shall never forget you, and I hop you shall never forget thee, For I am the harbor, the shore, that you will always hope to see.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Painting
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Who I am
Saturday, March 6, 2010
deep blue sea

hi,
this is another saying thingy, so here it is. This one is about how if they're some task that you have to overcome, remember that there are a million different ways to overcome, and tackle those challenges.
(by the way the poems that i entered into the contest should be up shortly, just as soon as i get them back from my teacher ;0 )
Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Hi everyone,
I've just realized that i haven't written in a long, long time. That doesn't mean I haven't written though. I have entered two different writing contests. One was a contest and another was for a literary magazine. I shall post those up in a while. Today was my 13th brithday, so my parents got me a laptop! I shall now have no excuse not to write. Ha! So here is something that I made. i've began to write small phrases and such, and the one above.
(Also click on the picture to see the words or read them below)
When I am scared and all alone, I just remember my place up in the sky and feel all warm inside.
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