I hold the brass handle feeling quite like a vandal.
Here it comes again...
shivering, shaking, quivering
scared.
Feels like sea on the hard wooden ground and my legs seem to agree.
I hear my name called from the elderly woman "Marie."





More later...This time i mean it...had to go eat.

Carry me Away

Pick me up and carry me away.
to where the sun shines brighter and childern play.
to where it feels safe and warm cause i'm so tried of this storm.
So tried of this dark and drerry day.
Come and Carry me away.



Now, i'm not sure if i have heard this before self-concisouly cause it came to me pretty easy! If you relize you have seen this before let me know if you haven't comment anyways!

Wind

dancing in the wind, twisting, turning, weaving.
breathing in the wind, feeling,crying,singing.
Running with the wind, chasing,sprinting,jumping.
Winds all gone, blown all out.
Retreated to it's home.
Guess all have to find the wind,
and wait for it's kiss.

Waiting for Sun

Waiting for the sun to come and take me in it's fiery breath.
Feel the warmth against my skin cause it's so lonely now your gone.
Feels like dark and cold sets in....
waiting for the sun to come.
Bring me home to warm and bright.
Away from this horrible night.
I want to feel your fiery breath come to take me home.

Thought a little inspiration would help, this pic. is from the notebook! The absolute best love story along with August Rush and Across the Universe.... god i'm desperate for a story line... :)

*CONTEST* modification

this is a slight different version of the contest... for the lazier people out there! :) You can give me an idea for a story line but do expect it will be modified. This will also give you a chance to enter! So if you don't like to write but got lot's of idea shout them out!

*CONTEST*

*WE INTERUP REGUALR SCHEDULE PROGRAMMING FOR THIS MESSAGE*

Poemer is having a contest! Not for poems but you guessed it stories!
But not any kinda story "love stories" But no R rated content please...
here are the rules...

1. Has to be a love story
2. It can be as long as you want
3. No R rated content (you know what i mean)
4. Have Fun! (wow that was cheesy)

Shattered

Shattered glass lay on the floor,
quite like a life metaphor.
Broken pieces caught the light
and gleamed on the dirty floor.
But nobody pays attention anymore.
Most times somebody cuts a finger.
some people stay and linger.
Once long ago somebody tripped and it shattered.
But not that it really mattered because nobody cares anymore.