emmylou1995

I liked number one best. It is beautiful. Your did a great job with the petals. I think it would look absolutly amazing in color. The stem was also great. ...

Yeah, I really like how the sun is hitting her face. It makes her hair stand out. And the way she is bright and the background is dark, it really ...

As snow dies to a fire, that runs blue, your white gown, pours burning love, on each skull. And among water-lilies, when the sap of the world, and the wine ...

The shock of thy seduction, rages deep within my soul, like a galloping stallion. Mere gazes from your calming eyes, and thy silken cloak, awaken tingling electric arcs, within my ...

The mirror is, shattered, into many, pieces. Each shard is like, a memory, lost beneath the, pain. Like a petal of a, rose, that lands upon, a candle. Though all ...

The icy coldness of the wind, swims through my open window, it dances with my ink black hair, and whispers fear to me. I huddle under my green sheets, a ...

Chapter One Vibrant colors of orange and red danced in my peripheral vision. Wooden stalls of sweet candies and cloth spanned the courtyard wedged between the castle and cathedral of ...

Thanks! By the way, the italics on this website for some reason do not work on my computer. So, her thoughts are actually in italics, it just does not show.

Prologue The savage oak trees loomed eerily over my head. Their scraggly branches lent me no shelter from my own memories, only the wind. My heartbeat quickened as my Mom ...

I Am From... I am from peanut butter and bacon grease and the old wooden tree house. I am from the neighbors driveway, hot and sticky in the summer heat, ...

Twenty Two More Feet Up Twenty two more feet up, Is the top of the world, The mountain peaks and misty clouds, The pinks and yellows of the rising sun, ...

Well! very beautiful! Okay, there were a few things wrong with this. Too much repetition! You said the same thing over and over and over again! It just gets old. ...

Eternal Nothing It is a night of dark desire, a song of blood, wolves vent their howls. The ethereal one awakens. Mist shrouds her pale form, an everlasting desire. Her ...

Sorry, the h was a typo. I'll fix it.

This poem is about a girl who gets put into jail for her religious beliefs. Heaven Shunned Slender beams of moonlight enter this darkened prison as I kneel, always cold, ...