Poem #3: Yearn
_Yearn_ I know what I want Love that I can feel Skin that I can touch Words that I can spin I think my heart is on fire I seek my desired face Which every day I will see The body that I can hold Live with every single day The beating of the...
Poem #2: Hope
No matter how dark it is, There will always be one small Speck of light; for, Flickering against the never-ending Sea of struggle, Lies the light of life; Like a candle, Amidst a sea of Broken flashlights, Rolling in the wind; It will never...
Poem #62: Colors Deep
_Colors Deep_ Living breathing Pale seeing Let the wings unite Feel the heartbeat rise The wandering soul has fallen Into the well of time I see the colors Swarming me Pricking poking Absorbing me Taken by the way-side Take me for a drive...
Poem #64: Ninja Night (C.W.'s Poem)
_Ninja Night_ The darkness is so bright, The wind is whispering, Ninja hidden from sight His blade is glistening; He jumps into the air Onto every rooftop, Wiping away despair; Defender of the crop, Defeating all evil, Protecting all who're...
Poem #87: Living in a Fantasy
_Living in a Fantasy_ Tumbled down and feathered fall Sometimes we've just got to Run from it all We run and run But where does it take us? Into another world of fun. Sticks and stones don't break Our bones Every day we fake We close our...
Poem #86: The End of the World
_The End of the World_ Walking down the hard sidewalk While it's pouring down rain Holding the umbrella tight, holding it close Shivering because it's cold You're waiting for the sun to come out You know it has to, it has to come out again...
Poem #34.0: What
_What_ It's sad but it's happy. He's mean but he's nice. He's cold but he's hot. He's cool but he's a nerd. It's fixed but it's broken. It's ink but it's led. It's loud but it's quite. It's straight but it's uneven. It's a cat but it's a...
Creative Writing Prompt #2: Nature Scene
_Sitting Under a Weeping Willow Tree_ A small, sleeping red fox sits beneath the weeping willow tree, its fur a vivid orange of captured sunlight resting beneath the soft green of the tree's branches. Its eyes are closed in its peaceful slumber, a...
Troubles of Love, part 6
The hot summer sun beat down on his neck as he pounded nails into the two-by-four. Eric stopped to wipe the sweat from his brow to stop it from running into his aqua-blue eyes. "Hey, Eric, take a break!" A gryphon yelled, sweat glistening off his...
Troubles of Love, part 5
The hot summer sun beat down through the window of their dorm. Kevin's bags lie on the bed, fully packed. Kevin stood over the final bag, fully packed but not yet zipped up. "Derrik, I'm having second thoughts." The otter standing in the doorway...
Troubles of Love, part 4
The bell rang, releasing Kevin from class. He walked out of the class room and headed back to his dorm and grabbed a stack of papers from his desk. Sitting on the bed, he started to sift through them when Derrik walked in. "Whatcha doing, babe?" he...
Troubles of Love, part 3
Kevin sat at the bus stop, waiting impatiently. The bus was nearly ten minutes late. He checked his watch for the umpteenth time, wrapping his jacket tighter around him in the cold weather. He wiped it away. It had been six weeks since the assault had...