I wrote a little story for Halloween- let me know what you think.. I don’t remember how I got here. I was sitting at my desk at work, typing a report, half zoned out from boredom and exhaustion; a product of not sleeping well the night before. My report was due at the end of the week and I knew it was important but somehow I couldn’t make myself care. My eyes glazed over and I could feel that little jump; my head bobbing as I fought off sleep. The screen grew fuzzy. The words lost meaning between my … Continue reading Everything is ok–Nothing
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“Don’t move and it won’t hurt so much,” My mother said tapping my head with the comb. I winched. She sighed and brought the comb slowly through the sections she was working on, stopping at the ends and snipping them off cleanly. My locks had grown about mid back length and they were becoming tiresome so it was time for a hair cut. She worked quickly knowing that my tolerance for this task wouldn’t last. Snip. Snip. “Don’t squirm.” It hurt because my hair tangled at the ends as it always had and well, you try having someone rip hairs … Continue reading Scissors
Hey there everyone, Amaranthineblogs here.Through this post I want to introduce to you what an acrostic poem is.”An acrostic poem is a type of poetry where the first, last or other letters in a line spell out a particular word or phrase. The most common and simple form of an acrostic poem is where the first letters of each line spell out the word or phrase.”.Not many people know about this and hey if you do, then type a “yes” in the comments section and let me know.Here’s an example for an acrostic poem I wrote : https://amaranthineblogs.wordpress.com/2017/08/23/women-an-acroustic-poem/ That’s one … Continue reading Acrostic poems and why everyone can write them.
The bird in the cage is destitute it cries, but no sound is heard it’s heart has been shattered into a million pieces it’s hope smashed to smithereens. The black hooded figure outside, stares it’s nefarious smile spreads through the cage.. and the poor bird..it shivers. It’s desire to live…plunged into and burned like an unlighted candle. the bird Continue reading The caged bird..