Friday, December 23, 2011
I miss Miss a
Thursday, August 25, 2011
The Day Before
Skipping like an elegant deer I glance upon my paddock as it wears a blank face. Meeting the end I find my mum and dad. There sad faces are like babies when they’re hungry. “Sorry to say” my mum began. My heart beats like a drum going solo. “Puppy’s gone” A tear droops down my pale face. My feelings turned like a washing machine.
I much liked the day before. :(
Murmur
The crisp water is like a mirror as it glares at the dancing pebble ahead. Its neck outstretched to meet the arctic water. It was like the pebble was screaming in agony. Vibrations fill the water down below. Then shaking like an earthquake the pebble kisses the water goodbye as we are asked to sit down.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sun
“Haa” yawns the sultry sun as it greets you hello.
His glimmering smile peeks through our curtains and warms our crisp rooms.
As the sweltering sun dances upon the hills we drown in sweat down below.
The torrid sun is like a lovely liquid lemon whispering “Take me off this tree.”