Doesn't any one see that
I mean, writing involves people reading what you create. Just as visual art is created to be seen.
Doesn't anyone ever READ anyore?
MadelynThe morning was bright as always, but there was an air of something more. Something off putting but I couldn’t get a sense of it.Madelyn by ht166539
I stepped out onto the morning of that Tuesday, so sure that today was like any other. I made my way to the market to buy that day’s necessities, paying the sun just the usual attention.
“Good morning, Mrs. Parker.” My neighbor, Sala Markers, greeted me as usual.
“Good morning, Mrs. Markers. Seems to be a good day, doesn’t it?”
“Indeed. Well, see you later in the day. I have to have to hurry, or Payton will cause a ruckus. She is ‘bout a handful. If you know what I mean.” She smiles, but that falters as she realizes I don’t actually what she means. But she rushes inside to escape the awkward air.
I sigh. Since I married my husband, James Parker, he has wanted a child as much as I do. Perhaps even more than me, but in the three years we’ve been married, not so much as a wink of p
Short StoryShe took a step back, too confused and scared to do anything else.Short Story by ht166539
"What?," she managed to squeak.
He shifts his feet again, and she could see his adam's apple moving while he swallowed.
"Don't you know what I mean?" His voice was low and sheepish.
"NO! I mean, why?"
"Because, I see what others don't."
She shakes her head. "And just what do you see?"
"Your beauty, grace, and life." She chuckles. Then she sees his face and stops. "I don't understand."
He shrugs. "It's simple, really. I see your love." He pauses,"I love you, Emmi."
"No, you don't. No one can."
"Because, I don't exist."
Hello.Walking along the open path.Hello. by ht166539
Singing along to my favorite song.
Never did I look, never did I see what was in front of me.
But now I know.
No one else thought I was there. No one ever saw me.
But then you were there, being just there.
Then I met your eyes.
"Hello." Was all I said, all I thought, and all I'll know.
"Good-bye." Will never be the answer.
'Cause you are here for me.
I now know you.
Finding myself in a loving embrace.
Never wanting to leave this warmth.
Once I was alone, once I was afraid to even try.
Then you came.
Suddenly I know what they meant. Finally, I get it.
Now I see you there. Now I feel you here.
"Hello." Wasn't the right thing.
"Good-bye." We'll never see.
'Cause I have found you.
And I'll never let you go.
We might find ourselves apart.
Might find it difficult.
Those lonely hours will feel like days.
And when you come, the sun will shine!
"Hello." Will be what we say.
"Good-bye." Won't even exist.
'Cause you'll be here with me.
And you'll never let me go.
BlessedBlessed are those who guide to protect and learn.Blessed by ht166539
But, those who are divine beyond any worldly matter are gifted.
Blessed are those who guide the gifted.
But, those who are gifted are earth's angels in disguise.
Blessed are those who guide the angels of earth... for they know love.
Hi! I am a poet and cannot draw to save my life, and I love to read while listening to my music. I have a twin, I love her yet I hate her. ( It's a sister thing.) And she loves art, just as much as I do. Also, I am in 11th grade and my best friend is a music fanatic. Welcome to my poem corner!