Long before the sun Knew the world we see, There was nothing but space. Empty blackness of the blackest. A void with nothing there. Long...

A rumble sounded in the distance, While the earth shook with resistance. Fighter jets flew above us Releasing bombs in persistent...

The author wrote a note For a person far away, Composed of delicate words. Words that were meant to remain. The note was folded, Slid in...

He plucked me from the tree; The home I've always known. Then dropped me in a bucket With other cherries plucked from home. When he...

An unmarked grave yard. A gust of wind, Produced a howling note. A rusty old gate On hinges of gold. Colorless hills, Betwixt rock wall...

Across the room he sat With his face hidden Behind his blue ball cap. Across the brim of his hat In bold letters dressed in black Were...

On this very day A girl was born, With big eyes, And light brown hair. She is my best friend. Today's her birthday she turns twentry-two....

There was a hot kitchen, In a little town, In the mid summer, Where heat empowered all. It dragged its employees Through ditches full of...

"Shhhh-tik-tik-tik, Shhhh-tik-tik-tik." The sprinkler seemed to say On repeat all day. Watering to keep grass green In the summer heat,...

Thousands of words A picture holds, In invisible ink Waiting for you to decode. A picture captures Long forgotten memories And tells, of...

Home is a place Where the people we love dwell. Home is a place Where we learn to understand Good and bad. Home is a place Where we laugh...

One sunny Saturday afternoon when the sun glistened on the freshly fallen snow. My friends and I decided to take a stroll through the...

A composition of perfection Was painted on a canvas. A majestic view Of water, trees and mountains. The colors blended pleasantly...

In repetition, the water It beats against the rocks Than it crashes beneath it's surface with incredible force. written by Evelyn Creon

Poetry has held its own For hundreds of years in the past. Just because of trying times It’s sure to make it the best. The beauty and...

The simple little things Are what we most remember. It's a father that spends time With his children. A sweet note that's written And to...

The reflection in the water Is a false projection Of a realistic display. The water image a tad fuzzy In contrast to the original. Both...

Author's Note: I had a blast writing about a real place with a fictional twist. Beneath the city of New Orleans, At the mouth of the...

Cut out of edges rough A little hope, the gem was caught. Just enough to light a spark To ignite a flame in the dark. written by Evelyn...

In a basket Resting on the floor Lies a little baby Peacefully asleep. Warm and cozy, In sweet dreams. While snowflakes Fall outside in...