It’s Christmas Eve eveI got no where to goIt’s Christmas Eve eveAnd I’m on my own Tomorrow is Christmas EveI’ll put on a song or twoRelaxing in memoriesOf all the things I used to do I could sing to myselfA little Christmas songBecause there’s nobody elseWho’d say what I sang wrong There’s snow outsideIt’s a … Continue reading It’s Christmas Eve Eve
Author: Emma
Rain in the City
From an Apartment Window Far below cars rush pastHorns bleepingLights flashingWheels splash water The world is blurredLike a paintingAs rain tricklesDown the window Music begins playingJazz from the nightclubOpera from the theatreWeaving together Those on the streetLike ants holding umbrellasRace to taxisPulling coats close about them Inside it is warmMy cat purrsA steaming mug at … Continue reading Rain in the City
Vergesssen
High on the rocky cragsSurrounding VergessenLooking down uponThat windswept town The melancholy spiresOf gray buildingsWeather beatenBy winter winds A mournful raven’s cryAll to break the pensive silenceThen iron church bellsEcho around the cliffs Who lives in such a town?So windswept and forgottenThe soil fruitlessUnyielding A single maid is seenCarrying her pailShe doesn’t look upShe’s seen … Continue reading Vergesssen
Jackie Robinson
It is the year 2005 and you’re standing on the platform waiting for the President to finish his speech. You look around you at the pillars and old paintings that adorn the Whitehouse. You wonder what Jackie would have thought if he’d been there. Time seemed to have passed so quickly. Who knew that one … Continue reading Jackie Robinson
Innocence and other Poetry
Innocence For my younger self When I was young reality was just a far off dream Something no one cared about Something unforeseen Ignorance was truly bliss All I saw was all I knew Knowledge was something useless Fantasy was true I had my own world Something fine I never told For it was mine … Continue reading Innocence and other Poetry
Crossing the Rubicon
I was standing at the edge of the Rubicon. All of us were. The horses were moving restlessly, stamping their hooves and snorting, their breath forming clouds in the air. Even they seemed to know something important was about to happen. An icy January wind rippled the waters of the small stream and I shivered. … Continue reading Crossing the Rubicon
Poetry by Emma
Meaning for Daddy Broken hearted Betrayed Love died with time Slow healing Scars never leave When the world hurts you Heal it Lame lead the blind They've taken your innocence Give them everything you have left I was wounded They lived off the life still in me I died, for them I kept the weak … Continue reading Poetry by Emma
A Bedtime Story
This story consists of mostly dialogue between two characters. When the character Mavie is speaking the text will be bold. When Joan is speaking the text will be in italics. Other text will be normal. An icy wind howled across the fields, blowing snow drifts into the air. Icicles longer than pitchforks hung from every … Continue reading A Bedtime Story
The Journey Home: Inspired by the true story of the WWI hero pigeon
Cher ami spread her wings wide and rose into the air, an angel in flight. As she soared above the desolate French countryside, she knew that the hopes of over one hundred ninety men rested upon her. “I will never stop, they are counting on me. I will do it for you poor Destiné”, she … Continue reading The Journey Home: Inspired by the true story of the WWI hero pigeon
Captain Kidd’s Curse
It was the second week of July and my children were already sick of summer vacation. The first few days had been fine. They had gone swimming, had sleepovers, and wrecked the house from top to bottom, but pretty quickly all the excitement had worn off. Then one morning I came downstairs and found my … Continue reading Captain Kidd’s Curse
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