singingsaturdays

I'm not sure what's up with this Balloon obsession of mine. More specifically yellow ones.

Even as a small child, I have had a passion for storytelling. From the orthodox array of fictitious companions that any only child creates for company, to pages upon pages ...

It had been about twenty minutes, and their eyes had not yet parted. A group of the Smallers had gathered around the doorframe in curiosity, little murmurs and questions rippling ...

Wipe your eyes, rid the tears. Blow your nose, clutch me and throw your sorrow into my hand. It's okay, go on just cry, It's what I do, it's who ...

Garrett Rogers is probably the most amazing person I have ever met. Ever. I can’t remember a single time we were together that I wasn’t smiley or happy as can ...

Smokey Charcoal yarn snaked it’s way around and up china doll legs, and the deep, screaming fear was set frozen in the back of the young girl’s mind. However terrifying ...

Running pale little fingers through flaming red hair, it made his day knowing she was there. Clutching his shoulders, those cocoa eyes sigh. They’re posing for pictures, wasting perfect time. ...

Hey, very well done, I have to say. But it seemed more like a story you were too lazy to write, therefore made into a poem. As for your opening ...

Worrying about the ‘should haves’ and ‘ifs’ is like saying please. I really liked this line. In a way it summarized the entire piece, and can make the reader's train ...

Turn up the music, Lose yourself in the sound. Taste the acoustic strings Vibrating through the air, Let your heartbeat fall into turn with the steady bass. Breathe in the ...

Her soft, petite hand wraps it’s fragile fingers around mind, and for a few split seconds I simply could not breathe. Sparks like the lights in the trees surrounding clutter ...

If you look over the balcony of the Walchestor Mall in this small town that no one has ever heard of, and look down at the far right corner in ...

Hey there Sunshine, Looks like its a pretty cloudy day. How's the rain been fallin'? Seems like quite a puddle has been made. Just open up those ultramarine eyes, Make ...

I met Marie Edwards on a bright Tuesday when I was eight years old.August twelfth, if you really want to know. She had moved into the neighborhood about a month ...

Repetition at the beginning of the line is good, and helps the flow and pattern of a poem, but over-using it makes you sound like you can't use your creativity ...