Lindsay Rose : Writing

The Funeral

The Funeral

A Chapter by Lindsay Rose


Through my five year old eyes, everything is new and confusing. I have never seen a place like this before. The ceiling is so high it makes me feel..
Untitled

Untitled

A Book by Lindsay Rose


A young adult find her grandmother who was supposed to have died of cancer years before.
Good Morning

Good Morning

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


Buzz, buzz, buzz says my alarm I react immediately and silence the foe yawn It’s 7:30 too early for me I didn’t catch sleep unt..
Broken

Broken

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


Sometimes I wish I could break you like you broke me. Though my heart won’t let me ‘cause I love you still. I can’t write ab..
1100cc Shadow

1100cc Shadow

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


Wind makes my hair dance and burns the exposed skin on my face I’m flying Nothing said or heard other than the rumble between my feet ..
most wonderful thing

most wonderful thing

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


you’re not the most attractive thing I’ve seen, but you’re the most remarkable thing I have there’s nothing I woul..
Hotel Clatter

Hotel Clatter

A Story by Lindsay Rose


This is a piece of prose that I plan to extend somehow. Maybe into a horror story or crime. I haven't worked on this in a while and need some inspirat..
Alone

Alone

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


A lone dandelion stem grows Surrounded by a million blades of grass Stalks of alphalfa barrier the long plant From the view of an ant The round f..
The Lantern

The Lantern

A Poem by Lindsay Rose


The Lantern A large, open field, blanketed by mist. The only known bodies are those below the gravestones. Lifeless trees form..