Young Writers Society

Gold-leaf shimmers in the darkness, like gild on the sleek of her back. We deal in treasure, here where wild things sway and luster lingers on the jaded stones – ...

It’s the staring out the window, The view given by nature and all its belongings. Autumn breaks And sheds its leaves, Take aware the season’s welcome, Remember its brave departure. ...

They Laugh They laugh At I show spend my days In printed worlds of ink They sneer At one who sees the world through words And dares to think They ...

I altered the teacher's name, for safety's sake. A raven's flight, in darker times, Prompted all new omens and signs Prophets groaned and preachers wailed In 'protecting the people' they ...

Blood and ink Runs through my veins Fueling my deepest fantasies Driving my darkest dreams I breathe parchment and pen Words are my bread and wine For all I am, ...

L ight filters through forest canopy yet E ven when darkness falls the tale continues G reen leaf and bark of tree older than time O ver hills and under ...

In darkness born And darkness bred The mouth that bit The hand that fed From dark to light From day to night From wrong to right The world goes on

written for Sashlash Stormsinger, my alter ego, Master of the Waters and Emperor Over a Thousand Seas The green waters still, Not a sound. The waving trees hushed, Not a ...

I originally wrote these seperately, but they went so well together, they became my "Twins." Despair Alone and alone and alone evermore, Isolated, outcast, on my own in the dark, ...

World’s tears Raining down, washing clean Purify The perverse, distorted, ugly mass Of the earth as we have made it Dark’ning clouds Block the sun Shadow the world in drizzly ...

Here whisks the butterfly named virgin, windowsill, it sits and stares into the darkness we all merge in, to where our passions sweep and surge in, before it sails on ...

Everything feels a little like Misery, And it all seems so melodramatic But I can't seem to think my way out The only strength I can find is my love ...

mastering.the.cut I am heavy of the mind and running out of ways to understand the black leaguing battalions launching greek fire into my battlements: armed with the old cracked men ...

If you count to ten Then count to three You’re thirteen steps ahead of me But if you count infinity I’m closer than you’ll ever be

Don't let these troubles come down and splatter you Like rain from the dark clouds, dangerous and wet. Force you to the ground, then drench and depress you, As tears ...