Another creative writing assignment. I was told to write something about colors. I wrote a poem. Took me about five minutes.

Short poem.

A poem about the death of a blue-eyed woman. It is metaphorical poem, really only signifying the death of her soul rather than the body.

28 of 50 haiku poems written on Friday, July 1, 2011 to document the day my husband had surgery. Each haiku deals with something that was around me that day from the time I left that morning until we were home and finally went to sleep.

A poem.

Sometimes you feel just like a cold and gray day…

A small piece I wrote after "seeing" a face in a thunderstorm.

Written by myself as a senior. Poem with ten syllables a line (not iambic pentameter).

Heard a song made me sad, realized that life was good, wrote a poem. lol it’s really f**king early in the morning also X_X. If you like, Please like on this site.

Written by me.