Young Writers Society

A/N: Our band director gave us a vague assignment to artistically express our thoughts/feelings/ideas about a piece we're playing called Angels in the Architecture. Here is a link if you ...

Roses, Oh roses, How beautiful you are, With your red petals, And prickly stems, You are so beautiful, And we pick you so, Your petals turn dry, As we start ...

Singing voices, Singing waters, Calm and peaceful, Yes we are, Singing to spring, Let us sing, For we are, Spring.

The night flows, From one hour, To another, The moonlight explodes, Into a shining new light, A blue light, Leading me to a new world, But when morning, Creeps into ...

Chapter One- Traust Einarr was sitting beside the fire. The wind of the eastern world like a tide; washing up the debris of leaves and rustling the water of ...

My first atempt of a poem, it may not be very good. The puppet master rolls on by, showing his collections from far and wide. His wonderful deep blue, Sun ...

~Gone in the past~

Life is not an easy thing. But especially if you try. Sometimes things don't go the right way, And we start asking why... But love will always carry us, Throughout ...

Washed up on the hard shore. My shoulders cold, sensation. My eyes peer all over my body. I have found myself now. The reflection in the rock pool- the lonely ...

Saved Chapter 1: This nightmare again. Every time I’m finally able to fall asleep it works its way to my mind and wakes me up again. Shrugging out of my ...

~Gone in the past~

Short story written on a prompt from/for a friend..

Inspired by a true story.