I live and breath words. Literacy is my life!!!
By Christina Rossetti The curtains were drawn, the floor was swept And strewn with rushes rosemary and may Lay thick upon the bed on which I lay, Where through lattice ivy- shadows crept.
By me Chloe Walker. When i leave this universe i hope that some shall cry,. I wish to have touched a heart so deep i shall not say goodbye,.
I scratch at his arms, digging long gnarled nails deep into his soft flesh piercing open blood veins for the water to sting.
Flossie (my cat) has always had a peculiar interest with the attic. She'll whine for hours and anxiously keep watch. They say that sometimes cats have an extra sense about these things.
"Avenge me" the words fell softly from her blue lips, her eyes hungry, held mine. I nods my head dazed as the red and blue lights illuminate the dark.
She has no clue, She stammers and shakes, Yet the pain she knew, Seemed to trail in her wake,.
By Florence welch Looking out from underneath, Fractured moon into the sea, Reflections still look the same to me as before I went under, And it's peaceful in the deep, Cathedral where you cannot...
By Florence welch. Happiness hit her like a train on a track,. Coming towards her stuck still no turning back,. she hid around corners and hid under beds,.
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back, Struck from a great hight, By someone that should have known better than that, The dog days are over, The dog days are done, Can you hear the horses.
tomorrow I will learn Spanish and one day I will learn French, Tomorrow I will sleep till noon and one day till the sun sets,.
I am in a tornado and she spins me round, I am in the grip of a storm and to where are we bound. I see what I've lost and the people I have found, As she throws me back to the green growing ground,.
If you think you are too small to make a difference, Try living with a mosquito..
By Florence welch. All alone,. Even when I was a child,. I've always known,. That there was something to be frightened of,. And I can see it coming from the edge of the room,.
By Florence welch. All alone,. On the edge of sleep,. My old familiar friend comes and lies down next to me,. And I can see it coming from the edge of the room,. Creeping in the streetlight,.
It doesn't take days nor years, She is growing and learning fears, She's making each day of theirs, She's their only other care, But time gradually moves on, And no more her dreams were wrong..
By Florence welch A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes, I screamed aloud as it tore through them and now its left me blind.
Voice of velvet, Honey eyes, Touch of ice, Midnight skies, Strength of thousands, Golden sand, Far away, Exotic land..
Can't you just pretend to care and sympathise when I do share, My words emotions raw and bare lie in your hands, I watch you tear, But the one in which you always spare is the one I shall for ever...
For miles you could see, Buildings, meadows, greens and greys stretching towards the black. Reaching for the light of the moon, yet not even able to stand near the stars..
If opportunity doesn't knock, Build a door. By dali lama.
By Robert Frost. Some say the world will end in fire,. Some say in ice,. But from what i've tasted of desire,. I hold those who favour fire,. But if I had to perish twice,.
Crying is weak, So I can't tell you I'm sad, Is it lying we seek. But if I make you mad...
I picture Gran. I think of her sitting by the door suitcase in hand, Wondering if we had forgotten about her or just decided not to bother.
The snow soon settled. The last few flakes fluttered to the ground, Glistening in the now setting sun. For the days of December leave so soon.
As I sit here gazing thoughtfully into the distance,. I wonder of a time where days are no more,. Where the forests no longer stand fearless and proud,.
Limbs fly forward in a steady beat, Harmonious they pound their feet, Rhythmic they rise and fall, A velvet night their one true call, Its cold it's dark I want to fall, Hold up my hands and stand...
Their faces rushed through my mind, Their words twisting my thoughts, Changing my world. Pale bodies pushed past, Whispering their fears and exaggerating their pain. Faceless, timeless, lost.
He blew in like a storm and left just the same, For the boy was a lion, The boy wasn't tame, He captured my heart and swallowed my love, Then blew like the wind, I'd fall as he'd shove..
Burning red, orange and gold seethes beside my grave. His tears don't quench the fire, his smile just burns away. Buried so soon forgotten, his finger prints wont fade.