Into The Woods
"You're so nice. You're not good, you're not bad, you're just nice. I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just right." -The Witch.
Of myths and mayhem.
"You're so nice. You're not good, you're not bad, you're just nice. I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just right." -The Witch.
Learn to like the riddles. Come on, play the game. You'll never get anything If you don't take your aim. Clever, clever, so they say. I guess you think so, too.
Every fairytale needs a good old fashioned villain. -Moriarty.
Once there was a girl Who walked alone in space. She's the one in the summer We call old Golden Face. She tiptoed with the stars And sang a song to rain.
The tent swayed and shivered. Acrobats flew like ghosts, clowns cackled and lions roared.
The thunder was so loud, it didn't seen real, like a dragon in a dream. Lightning flashed and cracked, too close for anyone's taste. Ferris pulled her blanket around her.
A smile is a rainbow Flipped upside down, And the light in the sky Can have a pretty sound. The robin in the clouds Puffs out its proud red chest, But the lovely white dove Never has time to rest.
You must think I'm crazy. Everyone is in the spring. Superficial weirdness. Is that even a thing. My head keeps on churning. So I guess I'm thinking fast.
Life's too simple If everything's given. You could have it all But you're not living. You have everything you want, But there's a sense of doom If you've always had the luxury Of the silver spoon..
Thick, cold icicles. On the house. Like daggers. Pierce the night. The silver moon. Grins with them. As they find their mark. Right on cue. Cold grips the heart. As ice cuts through.
We waste time fighting weather, Drinking tea, and wearing sweaters. A cozy evening by the fire. It's the summer we desire. Snow, snow, not welcome here. Winter's here for now, I fear.
When you can only describe a day as mellow You know it must be like yellow. Like honey, sticky and sweet. Like chocolate, a rich, creamy treat. Like a fireplace glowing bright.
Secret stories, Dreams of glories. An inkling of an idea. Decide to write To find the light And create a utopia. A hidden world Inside me swirled With clouds and stars and things.
A poem based on The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien. Through the woods, to journey on To a world you thought was gone. A world remembered just in song And child's tales that were old and long.
For every up there is down. For every smile, there's a frown. For every good, there must be bad. If someone's happy, someone's sad. For every bird, there is a worm. For every medicine, a germ.
Heavy heart, I left the room. It felt as though I knew my doom. Heavy heart, tears of pride. Do you know you're why I cried. Heavy heart, but it's set in stone. Nothing to be done. I'm all alone.
Rude Rapunzel In her tower Sings much louder Than anyone wants. Rude Rapunzel Can't get out So she screams and shouts, Just as a stunt. Rude Rapunzel Wants a prince.
Sleeping Beauty Pricked her hand And know she's fast asleep. She loved a prince And it was grand, Until he made her weep. In a cottage In the woods, Her life was one big lie.
I will Be brave. I can Help save. I always Do my best. I work With zest. I pledge To be good. I think We all should. I'd go Into the fray To make sure no one Gets hurt today..
Maybe I'll be lucky. Maybe, just this time. Maybe I'll win, There has got to be a sign. I've never been like this. All butterflies inside.
I love you more Than a bee loves honey. My skies are never grey Because you make them sunny. You gave me wings, And make my heart fly. Please, don't you ever Tell me goodbye.
It's a happy day. Just don't ask me why. I like the singing birds, And the bright blue sky. I like the fluffy clouds, And I like how it's almost spring.
We take the pain Because we have faith In love..
Something to fear. Something I thought. Something that always Looks like what it's not. Think it's sweet. Think it's nice. It could kill you now Without thinking twice.
Cat. Clever. Silly. Never. Down to earth, This is its turf. Nine lives, Claws like knives. Hunting mice, Hardly ever nice. Hear it purr. That's it's lure. Think it's sweet.
Love. It's stupid. Love. It's crazy. Love. It's addictive. Love. We can't live without it..
(My first attempt at a tragic love story. Thanks for reading!) James was a good guy. He really was, but he got into trouble, and lots of it. He was attracted to the danger. It made him feel alive.
All alone, Silence thick. Cold as ice, Just as slick. Ticking, tocking, The only sound. It's the clock with the arrows Going round and round. Moon comes up, Sun goes down.
Dark. Shadows fill The trees. Dull, Old, And silent. Foreboding presence Of the Woods. Sun Gets through The cracks of The branches. Lovely, Bright, And bold. No longer Scary. Light..
Tomorrow is the day that you can change your destiny..
Soul like lead, Heart like stone. Say we've left you all alone. You're becoming skin and bone. Staying thin, Try not to eat.
Innocent creature, Do no harm. Pure as an angel, Fair as their songs. Fly to the clouds, Sing to the wind, Head towards the sunlight, Battle the sin.
The winter nights are here And the moon is cold and grey. It smiles down mirthlessly As night turns into day. The snowflakes race around, The dance and play and skip.
The water glows Under silver moon. Can you hear the singing From the mermaids' lagoon. Sailers come, But they never go. The mermaids take them. The mermaids are the foes.
I'm only a little girl. In years, I'm just thirteen. So many things I do not know, So many things I have not seen. I don't want to get old, Or have children of my own.
The last rose grew On the bush of thorn, And in the silver moonlight Danced the last unicorn. See her silver mane. It flies as she prances. The merry hooves tapping On marble as she dances.
Truth and lies. My demise. And also how I survive. Little tricks, Just for kicks. They way best for me I'm gonna pick. Run and hide, Cheated and lied, Decided to deceive and spied.
Snickity-snack, snickity-snake. Creatures slithering in the lake. Snickity-snack, snickity-snook. Lurking in darkness, you'll see if you look. Snickity-snack, snickity-snore.
Frost covered branches. Little laughs and dances. Winter is nice, If you ignore the ice. Slipping and sliding, Ice skaters gliding. Jack's nipping my nose. I think my hand froze.
The wind High in the trees. Rustling leaves. It keeps me up. The raindrops fall. The thunder cries. Up in the skies It yells. Pitch black. Dark everywhere. Into open space I stare.
Dark oak trees, reaching to the sky with twisted hands, claw at the midnight clouds, all dressed in silver. Golden branches upward, the great oak touched the light of heaven.
Once there was a lady They called her Scatter Brain. Her mind was a little shady, Like a book left in the rain. Oh, the pain. Scatter Brain. She didn't know the refrain.
That flower is quite lively. Oh wait, that's not the word. The burrs in the trees are singing now. Well, that sounds most absurd. The lemon lake is a lovely blue. Oh. Lemon is a fruit.
There's another world. I call it Otherland. Oh, well, don't you think it's real. You think I play pretend. There's a friendly dragon on that hill, And a beastly prince beyond. Some elves are singing.
Set me on fire. Call me a liar. Say mean things. Tear down my wings. Be an arrogant prat. You're worse than a rat. Say I'm dumb. Beat me till I'm numb. You can't hurt me. I'm happy as a bee.
Of myths and mayhem. Of dragons and disaster. Of tempests and trash. Of death and delight. Of nightmares and noises. Of kittens and comedy. Of anything, anything at all..
First he snored, Then he roared. Still asleep, Don't make a peep. What a scare For the big old bear. Get out of his cave. A growl he gave. Don't poke with a stick. His insides are slick.
He didn't have a round table, So he'd use a square one, if he was able. He hasn't fought a dragon, But he rode around in a little wagon. He wanted a real sword, So he made one out of cardboard.
Two new necklaces With little silver hearts. I got them for us To say we'll never be apart. We're confused little children, But we sure had fun. Up all night camping, Running round in the sun.
Hello, snow, So fluffy and white. You're sure to make My morning bright. Freezing cold, But still great. Something only Grown ups hate. Just fall down And let me play.
"Hello, my pretty!" He says with a grin, But he'll blow down your door If you don't let him in. That's not a smile; He's just baring his teeth, Imagining how you'll taste. Just like chicken or beef.
Oh, my. You're so my cup of tea, Pleasant as you can be. The sugar is sweet, but you're much sweeter. You give me a cup, but I want a liter.
Give me a cup of tea. A tablespoon of honey. Put in the music way too loud. I'd say sorry, but in too proud. Read and read to take me away, Write because I have words to say.
Melancholy music Echoes in my ears. Tragic ends of stories; The only ends that seem clear. A light at the end of the tunnel. Not that I can see.
Whispered shadows of things long gone, Tales of what could be. The secrets hidden under rocks And high up in the trees. With every step I take, I remember knights of old. Courage, justice, and...
The tiny little dragon Didn't like his tiny flame. He didn't like the big dragons Who laughed and called him names. He wished that he was bigger, He wished that he was strong.
Primelda Bobbins was a short, brown haired girl, rather ordinary in looks, but not at all in any other way.
He jumps at his own shadow, Waves his wooden sword in the air. He'd be the best pirate yet, If you wasn't so scared. If he had a compass, He could do it right.
Shadows passing over walls. They dance just like the nightmares did. I hide under my blankets, Scared of the darkness like a little kid. Maybe that's ok If I'm not as brave as some.
A tingle in the air. Do you feel it too. It's all around this little town. I've got a lot to loose. I've got my little house, And my armchair when I'm sore.
Blind, blind, Out if your mind. Can't you see I'm One of a kind. Diamonds, stars, Getaway cars. Can't come back When you've gone too far. Secrets, rhymes, Losing track of time.
I hear the midnight train. It races down the tracks. A monster made of metal, Never looking back. If I was a train, Maybe I'd see the world. And I'd explore every cave, Find all the gold and pearls.
Tiptoe down misty lane. See the shadows through the rain. Monsters with red burning eyes. I can see past all their lies. Running, racing, from my foes. Bad things happen on Nightmare Road..
Going on an adventure. I hope it'll be fun. I might find some treasure, Or a mermaid under the sun. Just give me a compass Or a pirate map. It'll be dangerous When I trigger booby traps.
R. ead the riddle, dearie. I. think you know what's next. D. eath if you lose this one. D. eranged, you say. I guess. L. isten up, contestants, E. ven if you win, R. iddlers never let you out.
What's a murder, but not a crime?.
Christopher sized himself up in the mirror. He wasn't too bad to look at, but he was kinda scrawny compared to the other guys, and his mop of red hair stuck up like needles in a pincushion.
Maybe it's the cat that crossed the street, Maybe it's the shoes you wear on your feet. Maybe it's the bracelet on your hand. Maybe it's the way you stepped in the sand.
Without you, I'm a broken heart. I wish we weren't so far apart. Lonely souls, lonely tears. Unknown secrets, quiet fears. Soon you will be miles away With knew friends, and here I'll stay.
Bright vivid colors Stand out against all others. The sun shined through rain. Visions with me like a stain. There could be some magic, It is lovely and tragic. 'Silly girl,' is what they said.
Sunrise. Morning, starting fresh. Dew drop crystals on the grass. Gold seems to fade to yellow. Grass is green and bright. Sudden tired dreaminess. Sinking sun turns orange.
Put on the dress, Pick out the mask. Keeping the act Is a hard task. Welcome to Facade, It's all a masquerade. Is this worth it all, The price that you have paid.
A little snow Is on the ground. A tired feeling All around. All I hear Is voices say How bad they've got it, How much they pay.
It was the coldest night he could remember, and the frozen grass crunched under his feet. The boy walked into the woods. It was still, silent, and snow covered, but this quietness unnerved him.
She said she believed. She lied. She said she understood. She lied. She said she'd always be there. She lied. She promised, but then she broke it. She filled a cradle of beliefs With an inch of...
"Off with her head!" The Queen of Hearts said, "for she's young and she's reckless and better off dead." She was tied to a thread, But tried to run instead From a fate of a dream too far into dread.
Spinning around up in space, my mind is going blank. They can tell by my face, I'm the girl they sank. The sky was blue but now it's black, I know that I'm going insane.
Pull the strings, Plan the show. But the puppets Didn't know. In control, That's what he thought, But the puppets Say he's not. The puppeteer Lost it all. They cut the strings, That's his downfall.
The cherry blossoms glowed light pink. The white brick roads had a porcelain-like gleam. She took a breath, almost like she was trying to breath in the beauty and keep it with her forever.
Opal drove towards the evil queen's castle. Ok, they were actually driving to her dad's girlfriend's house. To Opal, she was an evil queen.
Mirror mirror on the wall. Do you show every downfall. Will you show the night so black, Or show the light that night may lack. Perhaps the mirror always lies, And show only what's on the outside..
My name is Bethany Smith. I'm thirteen, but I know more than most adults. I mean way more. That's because I have a photographic memory and the ability to acknowledge tiny details that most overlook.
I just want to thank everyone here so very much. I can't believe how supportive everyone is, and how many people are so nice. Thanks to everyone so much, and have a very happy new year!.
In the sun, the world is color. Beautiful, fun, and bright. Then the lights are turned out. Everything's gray in the night. This is a sleepless dark. I'm tired of the unrest.
"Write what you know. So they say, but all I know is I don't know what to write or the write way to write it." -Newsies.
His heart goes tick, His mind goes tock. He started thinking Like a clock. Fixing things Night and day. Machines must work To get their pay. Wind him up, Watch him go.
When you start to write ask yourself this: Will it matter a year from now. 10 years. 20 years. 50?.
This is a Halloween story, but I'm posting it anyway. "Trick or treat!" What a stupid phrase. Oh, I'll give you a trick, all right. thought Ms. DeStein. So, she set up the children traps.
"They tell you that you're lucky, but you're so confused. You don't feel pretty, you just feel used." -Taylor Swift.
I see the world in baby blues, Light pinks, and gentle hues. You see the world in black and white. I don't want to fight with you, But you never see my point of view.
"When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drum, there is a life about to start when tomorrow comes.".
"Do you hear the people sing?".
"Legends are lessons and ring with truth." -Queen Eleanor That's why stories have meaning. It's not "legends are ridiculous" or "they're just stories".
Snow White got a bad apple, Rapunzel got her hair pulled, Cinderella lost her best pair of shoes, the Little Mermaid lost her voice, Beauty had to love a Beast, Mulan dressed up like a man, Wendy...
There was once a little bunny Who was always there for me When I was feeling terrible Or if I was lonely.
"Listen to me!" The scientist's voice was sharp and crazed, his blue eyes the color of a poison dart frog. His white hair stuck up in all directions, and his face was jaundiced and sinking in.
Her sheets were her sails, her bed was her boat, her blankets made the seven seas. She decided to dream, and learned she could float. Her dreams had given her the keys.