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