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Jade, the color of her eyes, beautiful like flowing waterfalls, color of gems and stones, which decorate the Crystal Jade Palace. Buddha and The God with 8 arms look over her everyday.
Silver starlight paints the room bright, as she shut her eyes. The baby blue curtains stir and there he was, asking if she wanted to runaway to Neverland.
The pear tree Stands tall Silver bark, Flaking from its Gnarled branches "Pluck a pear" It whispers "And I will Heal your soul" It hushes My heart was So broken, I felt That I needed healing.
"Amelia. Amelia get UP!" A face appeared in my blurred vision as i struggled to gain consciousness.
When I was little, I used to talk to trees. They never spoke back. I believed that they were people who got turned into trees.
#adventchallenge Santa shops at Morrisons Yes my friends, it's true I had to do some shopping And I met him in the loo 'I didn't know you came here' 'Where did you think I'd go.
When I was little, my brother told me that if you made a thousand paper stars you could make a wish. He taught me how to tie the strips into beautiful little stars when I was twelve.
Many years ago now (though it seems much more) the young prince Auletes - whom was the sixth son of the king of whose garden I manned - sat on his bedroom windowsill late one summer night.
We are the Unseen. We walk out of your stores With groceries and pillowcases And whatever-the-hell-else we want. We somehow slipped, bemused, Between the cracks of dusk and day...
When I was a child. I was lonesome and scared. And trusted very few people. I needed a place. Were I could escape. Reality and all its darkness. That’s when I saw it. As I walked through the woods.
#OpussWeeklyChallenge When I opened my eyes I knew it had happened again. I knew I'd fallen asleep. This time, judging by the fine layer of dust about my bedroom, it had been a good while.
...and as the rain poured around me, I glimpsed her. At the other end of the near-deserted street, spinning absent-mindedly around a lamppost, the light reflecting off her hair.
The Phoenix dances across the sky, blazing the atmosphere with fire brighter than the Northern Lights, rays of molten gold in the night.
I ran out of the gaping door and saw the corner of a black truck speeding around the corner. I ran as fast as I could after it but I lost sight of it after it made a sharp turn towards the bay.
#nightdwellers #beginningline He stepped silently out of the shadows like a specter, his face ashen in the cold moonlight, the wind lifting the tails of his suit jacket and playing with strands of...
'I do believe in fairies,' said the little wide-eyed girl As the grown-ups turned away and laughed, to leave her to her world.
Snow was falling. T'was a cold day. "Snow is here". Was all she could say. Her excitement was infectious. Her first time seeing snow. He had planned it all. But he didn't want her to know.
"You're a wolf?!" I repeated in disbelief "oh and I bet that tree is secretly a pig with wings." Ricky laughed.
#10wordchallenge. Like a LURE,. The sound of RAIN,. A sound so pure,. I go to the WINDOW again,. The rain wasn't present,. The pitter patter against the frame,. Was a GLITTER flurry on its decent,.
There once was a lonely cat. It was coated with fine, ginger fur. This cat was called Opuss. But it was no ordinary cat, no way. It had a magical gift of telling stories.
Shards of glistening, diamond frost hang from icy branches. Shimmering, white sapphire pools dance in the dazzling, golden light. Glittering, ivory snow carpets the frozen land.
#colourchallenge Lined in rows from 5th street to Main, Feet scrape the pavement and fidget in vain, Glimmering colors that cut through the snow, Come in, be seated, you're in for a show.
#adventchallenge 4th of December A robin danced around the trees Red contrasting against the leaves, Shades of brown on mottled wings, A sweet chirpy tune the robin sings, 5th of December Since...
Title: A Monster Calls Author: Siobhan Dowd/ Patrick Ness Rating: 10/10 Ages: 10+ (theme may not be suitable for younger audiences, or anyone who has suffered similar experiences) Starting off, A...