Young Writers Society

Spoiler! : Kaitlin's and my entry for the poetry pairs contest. I used to think we’d reach heaven when we died.I trusted the stained-glass myths aboutcathedrals and golden clouds and(god)—but ...

Onion Stew (for english class)The South is like a wild onionSweet, but spicy tooPerhaps even a bit bitterSometimes, anywayIf you dress it up in hoop skirts and rosemaryYou might mistake ...

Hello writers, I composed this work spontaneously, and want to have my writing style criticized. Please be honest about things you like or hate about my prose. Try to refrain ...

Maryann was walking to the near by Shop Mart, deciding whether or not she should get a new vacuum cleaner. Knowing her OCD would eventually take over her mind she ...

i havnt actually written it yet but this is basically what happens, like i havnt made up names or its not detailed but its still pretty good!please tell me if ...

In my English class, we have been learning about canticles for a little bit and my class wrote an individual canticle. A canticle (from the Latin canticulum, a diminutive of ...

The Feeling of SummerA tingling sensation ran up my spineAs he pulled me into his arms for a dance The gentle melody making us heart drummed in my ears As ...

AN: I promise it will get more exciting! Just bear with me until the second chapter! It was a warm, humid day, but a slight breeze blew through the grass ...

"Have I not commanded thee? Be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed; for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.

I am gone. The battle’s wonThere will be no joke or pun.I have packed my love up in a boxI’m moving on.You won’t cry for meSo look away while I ...

Brownfur was flying through a canyon, the wind soft and airy under his wings, and a river winding far beneath him. The canyon and the river widened until it flowed ...

I am Lori May. I was born on September 3rd 1942 in Atlanta, Goregia. I made a promise to my dad I would never speak of the night. the night ...

You've lost everything,You only want to flee.Calm down, and be assured;You will never lose me.When things tumble down around,Just keep your eyes on mine.I'll hold you tight until it's gone,Then ...

Being poetically impaired is an art,But one such that makes me feel smart!I try my bestWith unmatched zestTo write each one of these from the heart.I don't know where to ...

Authors' note Spoiler! : Hello, everyone! This is the poem that Daisuki and I have written together for the Poetry Pairs contest. It's a little rough right now, so we ...