Somethings in the world make us angry,
Somethings make us sad,
Somethings make us sappy,
and somethings make us glad. 

But for my life, I'm not quite sure,
what is real and what is pure. 
Something better must be there,
something whole to rid the despair.

I see you live, with each day full, as if without a care,
I live in envy of your joy, and wish that you would share.

You say, 'it's Jesus' love' that fills your...

    I'm sitting with my parents in a small cafe in New York City. I look around. Phones. I walk outside and onto the busy streets of one of the greatest cities in the world and I look around. Phones. Countless people entranced and trapped by this little rectangular box with so much power. Nobody, however, is just staring blank-faced at a dark screen. There is something lighting up those screens that is so incredibly mesmerizing that people don't...

To war to war 
The nations cry,
Let the eagle
Soar on high!

Hear the canon 
Thunder loud,
Hear the weeping
In the crowd.
 
To war to war 
The nations cry,
Let the eagle 
Soar on high!

Hear the shouting
Late in the night,
As our weary
Soldiers fight

They fight
For there homeland
The die for
Every grain of sand

God bless these soldiers
Brave and true,
God bless them 
And the red, white, and blue  

The Piano
It's smooth black surface,
Calls to me 
As I walk by;
"Come and sing
That sad song of yours
That makes everyone gather round."
I turn my head the other way
and try to leave the room,
But find myself 
seated on the bench
My fingers fly over the keys
"Yes, play me,
and make the world 
Around you understand." 

“This poem is beyond all relationships.......*

_When I'm dead.....,_
_Your tears will flow,.._
_But I won't know..._
*Cry with me now instead!*

_You will send flowers,.._
_But I won't see..._
*Send them now instead!*

_You'll say words of praise,.._
_But I won't hear.._
*Praise me now instead!*

_You'll forget my faults,...._
_But I won't know....._
*Forget them now, instead!*

_You'll miss me then,..._
_But I won't feel..._
*Miss me now, instead*

_You'll wish..._
_You could have spent more time with...

First prize: six likes, a comment, a shout out in my bio
Second prize: four likes, a comment, a shoutout in my bio
Third prize: two likes, a shout out in my bio

Everyone who enters will be followed. 
Deadline is May 31 (5/31/19)

Finish this sentence in the comments: You're the guy........


Have fun and be creative!

I saw you there, with your quiet black eyes, standing alone, watching the skies.

I couldn't help but feel drawn to you, what was inside your head, what you were thinking.

Everyone teased you, said you were awkward, said you were mysterious and dark.

But I see a hurting man who can't find his mark, who's looking for something to heal him.

But I see a man who's hiding his tears, escaping through his art, which no one can understand.
...

Review on my last piece is wished and appreciated. xx

it is sad
when your dreams are as 
bright and colorful
as a butterfly's wing

but they soon fly away
like birds from a cage
singing merrily and
taking to the sky

never to be seen again

and you are left
as the cage
desolate and empty 
and merely
reminiscent
of the hope 
you once held

The barren courtyard looks smaller than it used to. The red tables, eight seats each, sink into the gray gravel, ready to bear the weight of students. I scuff my shoes on the concrete and then sit down. I listen for the quiet hum of classrooms, communities which I am not a part of anymore. Distant shouts and screams from the black top and playground, nothing but an extra recess friday for the small ones.

Dismissal time begins, the crackly...

Somethings in the world make us angry,
Somethings make us sad,
Somethings make us sappy,
and somethings make us glad. 

But for my life, I'm not quite sure,
what is real and what is pure. 
Something better must be there,
something whole to rid the despair.

I see you live, with each day full, as if without a care,
I live in envy of your joy, and wish that you would share.

You say, 'it's Jesus' love' that fills your...

The Piano
It's smooth black surface,
Calls to me 
As I walk by;
"Come and sing
That sad song of yours
That makes everyone gather round."
I turn my head the other way
and try to leave the room,
But find myself 
seated on the bench
My fingers fly over the keys
"Yes, play me,
and make the world 
Around you understand." 

“This poem is beyond all relationships.......*

_When I'm dead.....,_
_Your tears will flow,.._
_But I won't know..._
*Cry with me now instead!*

_You will send flowers,.._
_But I won't see..._
*Send them now instead!*

_You'll say words of praise,.._
_But I won't hear.._
*Praise me now instead!*

_You'll forget my faults,...._
_But I won't know....._
*Forget them now, instead!*

_You'll miss me then,..._
_But I won't feel..._
*Miss me now, instead*

_You'll wish..._
_You could have spent more time with...

First prize: six likes, a comment, a shout out in my bio
Second prize: four likes, a comment, a shoutout in my bio
Third prize: two likes, a shout out in my bio

Everyone who enters will be followed. 
Deadline is May 31 (5/31/19)

Finish this sentence in the comments: You're the guy........


Have fun and be creative!

I saw you there, with your quiet black eyes, standing alone, watching the skies.

I couldn't help but feel drawn to you, what was inside your head, what you were thinking.

Everyone teased you, said you were awkward, said you were mysterious and dark.

But I see a hurting man who can't find his mark, who's looking for something to heal him.

But I see a man who's hiding his tears, escaping through his art, which no one can understand.
...

Review on my last piece is wished and appreciated. xx

it is sad
when your dreams are as 
bright and colorful
as a butterfly's wing

but they soon fly away
like birds from a cage
singing merrily and
taking to the sky

never to be seen again

and you are left
as the cage
desolate and empty 
and merely
reminiscent
of the hope 
you once held

The barren courtyard looks smaller than it used to. The red tables, eight seats each, sink into the gray gravel, ready to bear the weight of students. I scuff my shoes on the concrete and then sit down. I listen for the quiet hum of classrooms, communities which I am not a part of anymore. Distant shouts and screams from the black top and playground, nothing but an extra recess friday for the small ones.

Dismissal time begins, the crackly...

If the sun would shine forever, I’d never go inside.
I’d surf the highest of waves, build the tallest of sand castles, and ride my bike through the deepest forests within our earth.
I’d remain forever young, playing outside and exploring as the days progress, yet remain the same.
Maybe if the sun never set, or the clouds never came, more of the children would go out to play, instead of remaining glued to their phones and tablets all day. ...

Hello and welcome to my first contest which I am super excited about! I’m about to start the Addams Family this summer and was inspired by that for a prompt for a contest which I’ve been wanting to do for a while. I also have two other prompts and hopefully you’ll find something that suits your interest and feel compelled to enter. Here goes!

Prompt 1:
Write a story where the normal expectations of society are the opposite, but no...