A poem that indicates the realization that sometimes we cry.

A new writer reflecting on a passion for writing, film, and television production. A description of a dream to be a script/screenplay writer, a producer, a director, following the wrong path, realizing the wrong turn and changing it.

This is a poem that I have written about autumn Leaves. just a short three line poem.

This is a poem I have written.

Written after a friend’s poem got eaten by a chat program… it got sent but never received and the writer could never quite remember the wording of her poem.

What is means for me to write poetry.

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in towards him. He looked her age, but he was taller than her, so she was looking up to him. He pulled her bangs out of her eyes and smiled, revealing his fangs.

Everyone.

This was written on December 16, 1998.

A poem relating flowers to relationships.