Anna Marie : Writing

On A Street Called Sunset

On A Street Called Sunset

A Poem by Anna Marie


On a street called Sunset,there stood a tall old house full of wonderful old things.Like rocking chairs, like dusty white curtains,and a girl with lov..
The Years

The Years

A Poem by Anna Marie


The years between us,Don't seem that far to me.We laugh together,Yet it's I, you never seem to see.I guess it baffles you,How I'm still so young.Yet m..
Pacify Darkness

Pacify Darkness

A Poem by Anna Marie


The thoughts inside one's mindcan never be definedfor you know there are no linesto trap or ever blind.The feelings inside one's heartcan never be tar..
How Clever

How Clever

A Poem by Anna Marie


Sometimes I think:I am so clever.So clever am I,For no one is clever as I.But I know:I am so foolish.So foolish am I,For no one is foolish as I.So I a..
6 Seconds

6 Seconds

A Poem by Anna Marie


For a moment,I allowed my mind to rest.my eyes closed and my breath ceased,And my heart quit it's beating.For only a moment,I allowed my world to stop..
The Words Of The World's Last Man

The Words Of The World's Last Man

A Poem by Anna Marie


I spend so much time getting upset about things that don't matter. Like when I step outof the shower, and I can feel the cold tiles. When I wake up to..
Surely A Sherwood Confusion

Surely A Sherwood Confusion

A Story by Anna Marie


Robin Hood walked through Sherwood Forest as the sun faded. It was a nice, peaceful place.A great change from the cities. It's passive, giant trees lo..
Grey Clouds

Grey Clouds

A Poem by Anna Marie


The city lights flicker in the shadows of glass towers,and up on the sky line, the moon rises but all the stars are in the streets.Limp hanging branch..
The Little Ones

The Little Ones

A Poem by Anna Marie


No sons of my own shall I have,and no wife of my own shall I receive.But there are the little ones,that shall bid me farewell when I leave.No family o..
Aranya

Aranya

A Poem by Anna Marie


High upon the mountain side,blossomed the great white tree of Mlaydor.Few of her petals fell to the wind,but the flower sleeps when the King stays no ..


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