Creative Writing Archive
Browsing Our Archive, Results For 2011
Mountain High
It never moved.
Didn't stir
Static
Definately immovable!
Still
As a mountain
Look!
Kilamanjiro....
My Coat Of Not Many Colours.
My coat of many colours
Was coloured only blue.
This coat of many colours
it only had one hue.
My coat of many colours
was not an undercoat
Nor even was it an over one.
But it was a coat,
of many colours.
That would make you scream.
For this coat of many colours
Was coloured only green....
ART FORM
Poetry
is an art form.
But who says, that
this is true.
Its not me!
and i think not you.
Maybe it is an art form.
For clever people to
express in ways.
That we just do not
understand...
Papercuts In Her Heart
The words unfold on the page like proverbial breadcombs, a leading trail to her broken heart.
An image flashes in her mirror, a figure of sorrow with pools of tears in her eyes.
The edges of the letter are jagged like the words encased within. The creases in the paper and on her face give lie to the freshness of her grief.
Surely after all this time the wound has healed? Alas, in her mind she is young still and the telegram has arrived.
MISSING IN ACTION...
A Special Love -By Janet Middleton
You are the sunshine that lights up my life,like the suns golden rays
through a window pane,each day is lonely and not the same till I behold That special smile again.When day is done.
Your special look,A special thought of you fills the empty space,
How I long and yearn to see, that special smile again. Tender thoughts of you fill my mind when Day is done.
My life is not complete without you by my side,until you return
bringing back the sunshine into my life,I'm waiting patiently ...
20:20 Vission
His strong rugged jaw sat well beneath the face of a very interesting individual. From the way he spoke and the fine Armani suit that adorned his strong muscular frame suggested, he had money!.
Senora Caltazy would have assesed the approaching individual as either a film star, a succesfull businessman or a blody good criminal. The gold Rolex on his left wrist glinted in the early evening sun as he strode towards her with an ease of confidance and an air about him that made people feel at eas...
Last Kiss
Maybe fate brought us together. Maybe fate separated us forever.
I do recall now, the first time we met. Your smile filled my life with warmth and sunshine. I still remember the smell of the rain, fresh on the pavement. That July night, the beat of my heart, pounding frantically, everything came rushing back to me. I remember the sweet aroma of roses dancing around us. I still remember the feel of your lips, the safeness of your arms, the life that you had, that coloured mine with warm ...
The Thorny Love Story
It was the day I saw you, the day I fell in love with you. How was I to know that I was not meant to fall in love with you, as it will be a tragedy ending? It was my first ever ball that I was going to attended. I was seventeen. I was naïve. As I was faking to have fun at the ball, you showed up. The lights, the party and the ball gowns were faded away until you came up to me and said hello. You had rich brown hair and honey suckled eyes that were very warm to look at. I was wondering who you w...
What You Made Me
“Its over.” She whispered dejectedly her eyes lifeless but captivated by me. The cold breeze encircled us and her rich caramel hair swayed as if dancing with the wind. She took a lock of hair and placed it behind her dainty ear. She had never done that before because I preferred her hair cascading loosely. Once again, she said, “Its over.” But this time more firmly as if she tried to convince herself, it was the right thing to do.
I couldn’t say anything or even do anything. It was ...
Who I Am
“You are just like your dead mother- imprudent and incompetent! A sly little girl you are!” No… “Nobody in this world will ever love you, they will all hate you. Your father hates you-you murderer, you killed your own mother!-” No…Please...No…“Remember that, little girl, remember, that no one, will ever, love you-ever.” NO!
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Smart... reliable...friendly. That’s who I am-right?
“You’re so kind,” Yes I am.
“You’re so helpful, as it is expected from the cl...