Young Writers Society

Nomad I. Wayward Cycles The sun outlasts the sunny days, to scorch the winter grass And the grass falls like shadows down the slope When youthful charioteers return to the ...

Standing so tall A body my own It seemed as if no one could phase me So I showed you my eyes The secrets held inside My heart was yours ...

Mother is downstairs, Hesitant fingers asking The concertina to sing In the dimly lit kitchen. It speaks slowly, new life Taken into her arms Long-barren of child. Their growth intertwines. ...

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This is the first piece I'm posting on this site..I hope it's well recieved. (: Dragons and dinosaurs and witches and ogers, trying to find dinner from a diner called ...

[pre]Devastated heart, lost in pain: Warmed and awoken once again. Smiles and laughter coincide, She loved him back, hard to hide. The more about him she did learn, More of ...

I Held Time in my Hand I held time in my hand and would not let it go. My cold hands imprisoned the golden force. I felt its pleading call ...

Feet. One, two, three. Each one different, Encrusted with dirt, the skin is leather. He takes them with his hands, dips them in the basin, one by one, rubs the ...

guess what? It’s three in the AM (in the morning), dear and all the world is dead but I’ve got nothing more than our conversations half-running through my head. I ...

Indeed, too long. I'm out of practice, I'm afraid, so apologies for the many problems you'll probably find with this one. [pre]LEAVING HOME This is where the cordon ends: the ...

He is the man in front Who bears the brunt, Of what is out there, A war of two men in disrepair. Of the drone of guns, The battle of ...

One Good that came from Crime There’s a lady from the supermarket Sits at the counter by aisle ten. She puts a twenty In the cash drawer And deals out ...

A bard of yore strode in to fight, a sight uncommon even then He came to help his kingdom, clutching sword and clutching pen And holding fast the reins of ...

The night was quite bold And was filled with an air Of the dark and the cold That had always been there. I looked with my eyes Quite unclouded by ...

This was going to be my entry in a contest before I learned that they only accepted short stories......tell me what you think!! Last evening's light snowfall icing trees' naked ...