The picture this conveys in my mind: A valley, full of beautiful green grass with trees and mountains in the distance. Someone sits in that field bellow the light of the full moon, stars dotting the sky, lighting up the dew covered grass. That person begins to write their soul unto a piece of paper, and whatever is written, is written in a bright glow in the dark green glow, just bright enough to light the smile on that person's face.
very well done! ^^
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thank you very much for the image. When I write I always love to hear of readers who can see it in t.. read moreThank you very much for the image. When I write I always love to hear of readers who can see it in their minds. Thanks for sharing!
The picture this conveys in my mind: A valley, full of beautiful green grass with trees and mountains in the distance. Someone sits in that field bellow the light of the full moon, stars dotting the sky, lighting up the dew covered grass. That person begins to write their soul unto a piece of paper, and whatever is written, is written in a bright glow in the dark green glow, just bright enough to light the smile on that person's face.
very well done! ^^
Posted 11 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
11 Years Ago
Thank you very much for the image. When I write I always love to hear of readers who can see it in t.. read moreThank you very much for the image. When I write I always love to hear of readers who can see it in their minds. Thanks for sharing!
how old are you again... oh thats right 13!!! thats crazy your a great writer... dont ever question your writing because its amazing! anyway nice write... yours truely
danielle (scripted)
I agree with your thoughts in the poem. The goal of a writer is to create thoughts and send the reader to a better place. I like the flow of thoughts and the logical ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote
One for the road, the highway of dreams. I shall sleep well tonight. And that with a smile on my face! I don't know what brings it on but it is quite a pleasant and useful thing to be. Wondering, in my random sort of way, how the poem would read if it were written backward from its end to the beginning. Probably would have the same effect, but still a thought. Good night. I need to stop some time. Lol.
I am 14-years-old. I find inspiration all over the place: memories, ideas, things I notice. I like believing in things that others find impossible. I think that's the way I hope for a better future. .. more..