Destruction is always a crime

Destruction is always a crime It’s hard to believe that some people think vandalizing a piece of artwork is not…

The Tailor of Winds

The Tailor of Winds In a hill-wrapped Village with no name, the wind never followed any weather patterns or predictions….

The Flickering Flame of Hope

The house had never felt so empty before. Ember sat alone in the dark, the flickering flame she held barely…

Silly Sandwich

Silly Sandwich After bed, I wake up to another day- on Monday I’m going to go play, but instead I…

A Duet of Two Poems

A Duet of Two Poems Running in the Wind Running in the wind, Leaves rustle at every step. Running on…

A Unrhyming Poem About Water

A Unrhyming Poem About Water Water alone is bland Clear, tasteless, colorless. Yet it fuels life. In depth and reflection,…