AubrielRose

We have to consider that, when the bible was written, reproduction was much more vital to the progression of a village than it is today. In the bible, it is ...

There are ships that move beyond worlds we know They cast black sails between heaven and earth With choice as their compass, they watch us grow Awaiting us to climb ...

An ancient ship set out for the end The sail is raised, all men aboard. There are decks to sweep, duties to tend, There is no compass, no map, no ...

I just want you to know that the people who are going to judge you really aren't worth listening to at all, and I know how hard that is to ...

Since it is safe to assume, that all of those reading this will possess some degree of literary talent, the example I will use is this: Do you think that ...

This is a great concerpt, however, the rhythm in the first stanza doesn't seem to follow through the entire poem.

this might've been a better fit for dramatic poetry but oh well

It was Holloween night, and I, Eight years old, with out costume Came to my living room to find my mother Passed out on the carpet. An untouched bowl of ...

I couldn't adore this poem more. In a way, it reminds me of Hughes and I mean that as a compliment (if you aren't a fan of Hughes). You have ...

This is a very thoughtful and relatable poem, and I liked it alot :) You just struggle a tad bit with keeping the idea interesting in each stanza. It seems ...

My name is actually Aubriel Rose by the way. And I know how to spell Vonnegut I just kind of had a brain glitch. Oops.

Standing like a prison guard in the crowded high school hallway, Principal Clare Donavan held tightly to her red coffee mug. "Strait to class," she was shouting over the chatter ...

The personality can actually be debated with nature versus nurture... but thats hardly relevant... I believe "choosing" to be attracted to the same sex is liek saying that you've chosen ...

I know it's shaky and I still need to work on it, but I would like some input. Please and thankyou. At the moment of your birth Your death warrant ...

I like how this poem seems to point out that death is feared in our society even though it is a natural thing. Good job. And, beside from some syllable ...