Flaming Words

That feeling of a slow crackling burn turns within you chest.
You can feel it expand pushing fires of hatred through you mouth.
All the souls around you are burnt by your flames spurting from your mouth.

It was uncontrollable.
Sudden.
It scared me.
I could feel myself changing into a creature that wanted to hurt all my friends.

Is there a cure?

-Wright

Generations of Space

What can humans become?
We become what lies we tell ourselves.
What secrets we hide from the world devour ourselves from within.

The space around our bodies turn to ash as we exhale our oiled filth.

The only way we could possibly save ourselves is to give some good to our spawn.

Love's loss

A soft moon lit glow kissed the waves of a pond’s edge. The glow caressed each wave as it moved within the wind’s arms. Grass swayed and bowed to this dance before them.
               The moon’s reflection on the water’s surface created a pool of endless time and energy.

Mountain ranges over time swallowed the pool of water. It became buried within rock, never to have the sweet kiss of the moon again.

Goodnight

Good-Night

I wasn’t there to hold your hand, I wasn’t there to say good-night, and I wasn’t there besides you not even for the entire night.

 I wish I had been there to say a few golden words, I wish I could’ve said them before you flew with the birds.

 I wish I could’ve said them, I wish with all my might, I only wish I could’ve said ‘Good-night.’

I have to create a setting with a character. If anybody wants to do it with me I would love to! It would be really fun to write with other people. Message me.

List Poem

By Kendall Wright

Man sitting across the way,

Watching my every move.

Man sitting across the way,

Staring with eyes of gold.

Man sitting across the way,

Smiling when I turn away.

Man sitting across the way,

Now walking my way.

Man sitting across the way,

Handing me a rose of frosted white.

Man sitting across the way,

Turns and leaves.

Man once sitting across the way,

Gives me hope.

Choice poem

Stars Above

In a darkened plain, without human light,
I stare up into the night,
To the stars above, so bright,
Glittering in the dark, dancing with delight.

I have a loyal friend above height,
In the dark sky alight,
A star glittering bright,
O friend, guide me upon my way this night.

Just to let you guys know some of these are school assignments..Too much writing lately so sorry.

Choice

By Kendall Wright

                A warm touch turned into a cold wet grasp. The careless hands took a small baby from the Father’s protective hold.

                They carried the child into a dark prison that resembled a house; a house that had been shrouded.

                A hideous body cradled the small gift. A body that was masked with a smiling face.

As soon as the Father left, the mask shattered. Boiling ooze sputtered through the pearlescent  skin, staining the baby’s body.

                Eyes burned down on the bundle scanning for any transmitters that might reveal the secrets around them.

                Darkness began to swallow the three month child. It became so dark that the monster itself could not see, so it dropped the child leaving it alone to cry.

                The child would cry until the Father would see past the mask of the Beast several days later

Childhood Friend

By Kendall Wright

                A green faced child stared at the bottomless pit of toys.

“You cannot play until this is clean.”  A booming voice ruptured a nearby stack of toys causing it to topple over. The steaming red face disappeared behind a barred door.

                As soon as the keeper was gone a tapping came from the window across the sea of disaster. Several long wooden arms reached to tap the tampered glass.

                My legs sunk in the toy as I bolted towards the skylight to find the source of this rhythm.

Two boys were attached to the long branches; smiles almost flawless except for several missing teeth.

The smallest boy of the two held up a small ball.

                His pale arm extended backwards preparing to catapult the ball through the window.

The ball launched from his sweaty palm; darkness surrounded the ball as the keeper chased the boys from my prison.

                My hands wrapped around the ball as I quickly retreated back into my cell.

It was worth a try.

Poem

Mirror mirror on the wall,

Who is the wisest of them all?

Who’s smile is like the moon’s soft glow,

And grows in voice like a horns low blow.

Who dances with grace of a swan,

And has hair like the fire of dawn.

Who What Where is this creature?

Call forth this so called teacher!

Teacher of dance.

Teacher of rhythm.

Teacher who needs no reason.

Come forth and challenge me.

I dare you.

I swear to you,

I shall wait here beyond the sea of everlasting eternity.

By Kendall Wright

My bad....
Storms thrashed against the ivory walls. it swept the necklace that was lost long ago through the waves. Small cracks began to rupture from the intense of the magic seals stealing away.Then a giant eagle ate them both...The end..

Ugh..Havent been home to write much..

The sun rose over the valley that was overflowing with a mass of orbs. Orbs that contained all the souls lost to the grim.

Sorry My peoples..I have been gone..

The sun began to sink behind the blue shadowed mountains. It left the sky above gold and untamed. The moon itself couldnt remove the light among the sky. The sky burned with the colors throughout the entire night.

I tried to let you go again..but failed. And I am sorry for I am now lost in the memories that you hold. Forgive me.

I was 12 when I wrote this one...

Your words are wise to all around. Your heart is as strong as gold. Now that I think of it, it’s rather scary to say Good-bye. Good-bye to your hearty laugh and your sweet, sweet smile. Good-bye to your big ol’ hugs and your taste for bitterness all the while. I must say it is hard to say good-bye. Never will I have to cry for I know the golden rule, I know you will be with me every step I take.

I believe it was VERY early in the morning when I wrote this..

I wasn’t there to hold your hand, I wasn’t there to say good-night, and I wasn’t there besides you not even for the entire night. I wish I had been there to say a few golden words, I wish I could’ve said them before you went into the night to start your quest. I wish I could’ve said them, I wish with all my might, I only wish I could’ve said ‘Good-night.’

Here is one of my favorites I created a few years back...

To Jim:

Sorrow, pain, agony. Daily collisions in everyday life. It follows and sometimes surrounds the soul within. Happiness, love, warmth. It follows you into the darkest cave. There is always light at the end of the tunnel, for me I just hope it is not a train. Some might be lost at first yet sooner or later you find guidance. Uncle Jim was my guidance in a way. But he was my sorrow as well. I wanted Jim to be at his best I had so much hope for him. When I visited him in the nursing home. It was like meeting someone for the first time. I was afraid to speak, I was afraid to move. My mind wanted to explode. At that moment I realized this was the first time in many years I actually sat next to him. As I walked outta that place I remembered the stories my father would tell me about Uncle Jim and his famous moon shine. My soul lightened and a small grin came to my face. Then I heard of the tragic event February 7, 2010, my noble Uncle died. I will not cry, nor will I frown. For I know his life had a purpose entwined with all of ours. Even though I am breaking my word now I swear I will never again.  You were strong so I promise I will be too. Your guidance has shown me happiness, which you cannot fight what you love. And what you love cannot be without your guidance. God Bless You Jim, May God Watch Over You, And My You Rest In Peace. We All Love You.

And It Starts

Hey guys I shall post several things I currently already have just to get started. :)