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Apr 12

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Musiclover13

Boat

Friendship

Is the best boat to board.
But I don’t want to work hard
To steer this boat
If the ocean is fighting me.
I want the ocean to respect me.
This boat needs to be able to go both ways.

It needs to be able to sail by itself sometimes.
It needs to have breaks.
It doesn’t need the weight of all its passengers' problems.

I don’t need the weight of your problems.
I need respect.
I don’t need to work hard if you’re not respecting me.

You can speak up. Don't let the ocean fight you.

Posted: 04.12.21

Apr 12

poem 1 comment challenge: General/Free Write

RilynnLee07

Be the True you

Don’t listen to others when they say you can’t do something because who you are
Don’t let people pull you down
You should be you
The true you
The you that makes you happy
The you that you want to be known as
The you that is you
So don’t sit back or give up if people say your can’t do that for who you are
Instead get up and prove the wrong
Because you should be able to be the true you.

Posted: 04.12.21

Apr 11

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Black and White

Black & White

I painted my nails last night.

White, although I wanted black.

White feels like a blank canvas

Black feels like,

Like,

One that’s filled in.

One that doesn’t feel empty.

When you think nothing,

Do you think black?

I think white.

Blank.

Blank.

I don’t want blank.

I want something.

But what?

I don’t know, really.

I just want to grasp onto something

And for me

‘Something’ is something.

Something that I don’t know yet

Someone I don’t know yet.

Odd, how the small things make you ask big questions.

Posted: 04.11.21

Apr 11

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Music to my Ears

Music to My Ears

Music is laughter you love to hear,

Music is ocean waves you love to swim in,

Music is the song of your fingers on the piano,

Music is a pick strumming the guitar that is someone’s you love,

Music is love, a noise you love to hear or be by is music

Music is a lot of things

Everybody has different preferences when it comes to music

Music to me is the sound of a soccer ball swishing on the net of a soccer goal,

Music to me is melody and harmony coming together to make a song,

Music to me is words flowing through a song,

Music to me is the sound of my friends and I playing together,

But that is not just music, it is love

I love soccer,

I love singing,

I love listening to songs,

I love being with friends,

I love Music

Posted: 04.11.21

Apr 11

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

At the Limit

At the limit

What if I lose

What if I crash

What if I

wear the clutch

What if I

miss a shift

but...

What if I win

What if I

pass

my opponents

What if I

am the favorite

What if I

nail my shifts

but…

What if I lose

What if I

am too slow

because I am not

at the limit

What if I

am fast

too fast

and I crash

because I passed

the limit

It is all a balance

of being

at the limit

Posted: 04.11.21

Apr 10

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Moody Waters

Water Has Moods.

Water can move in huge happy waves

For surfing on or playing in

Under the bright sun,

And the salty beach air.

Water can be calm and still,

Like a lake at night,

With the moonlight reflecting on it,

And the sound of frogs peeping.

Water can be snow and ice.

For skiing and snowboarding with friends,

Or ice skating.

Building a snowman, going sledding, snowball fights,

And ending the day with a warm cup of hot chocolate.

Water can come in rain

Sometimes it sprinkles, and sometimes it pours.

It creates ripples in puddles on the sidewalk,

And makes soft pitter patter noises on your roof,

While you stay cozy and warm inside.

Posted: 04.10.21

Apr 10

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Ups and Downs

Life has its ups and downs

Its highs and lows

It's happys and its sads

You may have a great day

And then just start to cry

Sometimes you need to cry

you may just want to give up

Sometimes you may feel all alone

And forget about the whole world by your side

Fighting with you

Through the lowest lows

We all have our ups and downs

And we all have highs and lows

But never forget

You’re never alone

Never forget that it's ok to cry

We are going through this together

Posted: 04.10.21

Apr 10

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Bright Side

Bright Side

The last little bit of blue sky is covered

By gray sky

The last leaf on the tree falls

To the ground

Your first childhood bike

Is sold

Your first elementary school

Is left behind

But if you turn it around

Gray sky brings storms

Storms go away quickly and the sun peaks through

The last leaf is a sign winter is coming

Which brings cheer, hot cocoa, and cozy slippers

Your childhood bike is a sign of all the things you went through

Falling, getting up, and it's being passed on to more kids that can create new memories

Your first elementary school is left behind

But you can still remember the fun you had and all the friends you carried with you

There's always a bright side

Posted: 04.10.21

Apr 10

poem 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Peter Gustafson

Spring

Lily Bruneau

ADL

Essex Junction

Age 11

YWP Contest # 38 General
Spring

It is such a beautiful day outside,

I look around and notice,

The fresh spring smell,

The dark green grass,

The bright colors of all the flowers,

The puffs of the white clouds in the light blue sky,

The sun shining bright above me,

The green leaves all around,

The leaves are like a fortress around me,

I see the sun peeking through the cracks of the leaf ceiling,

I feel the warm glow of the sun,

I hear the birds singing their songs,

The light swinging of the blue hammock,

The soft, warm wind blowing,

My family playing games,

I hear the pounding of the basketball in the front yard,

These are my favorite parts of spring.

Posted: 04.10.21

Apr 07

fiction 0 comments challenge: General/Free Write

Ciarra

A Warrior's Destiny (Sampler Chapter)

Chapter 1
“Look! Over there! A waterlion!”

Ciarra followed Raya’s gaze and peered into the moonlit clearing. “Wow!” she squealed. The waterlion had a long, sleek, turquoise mane. Its eyes were sky blue and polite and its body was navy. It licked the pool of water slowly with a bright pink tongue. The girls were fascinated; never had they come across such a majestic creature. Then Raya spoke.

“Uh-oh--Ciarra, it’s midnight, we need to get back before your mom finds you!”

She pulled Ciarra out from behind the bush they had been crouching in and Ciarra stood up.

“Fine, but next time we’ve got to follow that guy!” she whispered.

They made their way towards the faint glow of light that marked where the girls’ village was, past tall trees that were blossoming with colorful flowers and through a meadow of leafy palms.

Posted: 04.07.21

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