I don’t know what to sayMy thinker just isn’t thinkingI’ve got so many things startedBut the words run out before it’s completed There’s gotta be something to giveSome inspiration I have tucked away and hidBut I stare at the screen and sighI’m not really feeling that high Take a deep breath and anotherFigure out whatContinue reading “Words Run Out”
Category Archives: Creative Writing
Little Problems Piling Up
One.Not bad, we can handle one.Roll it off the shoulder and we’re done.Two.Wait. There’s more of you?Why is there confusion in the room?Three.Uh, this isn’t our usual cup of tea.Can we just go back to one?Four.Not enough people are coming through that door.Don’t tell me we’re short-staffed again.Five.It’s a hundred and eleven degrees outside.We’re allContinue reading “Little Problems Piling Up”
An Old Poem
Familiar. The breeze of a tongue.The warning of the storm to come.A shelter long built. In time made strong.Keeps the feelings away and the tears long gone.To stand a receiver of frustrated blows.Give nothing back. Don’t let anything show.There is no reason. Not even the truth.It’s only taken as a worthless excuse.Let the storm runContinue reading “An Old Poem”
Don’t Ask
Don’t ask a zookeeper why they’re crying.Most likely, they won’t be able to answer.Pay no mind to the sobs on their lips.Don’t acknowledge the tears on their face. If you have to askThen you didn’t wonderWhy a caretaker would break downPerhaps it’s all the stress they’re underOr perhaps a goodbye caused their frown To beContinue reading “Don’t Ask”
Two Little Turtles
Two Little turtles Going for a swim Both smaller than my hand And green at the rim Two Little turtles Pecking at debris Looking for something tasty to eat They kick and they swim In clear calm water Passing by trash and someone’s lost bobber Not a care in the world except to find theirContinue reading “Two Little Turtles”
Season of Hope
My favorite season would have to be spring. I’m not a fan of cold, and I love watching the world wake up to warmth. My job requires me to spend a lot of time outside which means I get affected by the seasons. I’m out in the scorching heat of summer, I wonder at theContinue reading “Season of Hope”
Heart of a Warrior
My favorite books when I was younger was definitely the Warriors series by Erin Hunter. I started reading them in Jr. High when my library ran out of the Guardians of Ga’Hoole books by Katherine Lasky (another series I thoroughly enjoyed). You can say I became a little obsessed with the Warriors series. I mean,Continue reading “Heart of a Warrior”
Daisies in the Grass
In a far corner of a zoo along, a long gravel road riddled with potholes, you find yourself at a few African bomas. They’re just simple, round buildings lined with sticks, but they keep the animals safe when not on exhibit. There’s five buildings in total–though you wouldn’t think them as such. Each has theirContinue reading “Daisies in the Grass”
I Want to be on the Dock
I want to be on the dock. Put my toes in the water. I want to see ribbons of silver dance on the waves. I want to lay back on the stone that’s been warmed by the sun. I want to see the swallows dive through the buoys and hear the ducklings chase after theirContinue reading “I Want to be on the Dock”
Suffocating
Take a deep breathIt’s suffocatingThe weight of everyone’s constant raving. Pressure for thisNo answer for thatWho needs communication?Might as well guess out of a hat Strive to be a partGet the knowledge you seekBut those tasks bear a weightI can’t keep up with this, you see DiscontentMalcontentAnd every evil under the sun The light isContinue reading “Suffocating”
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