Emma Marie Taylor : Writing

Glass

Glass

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


GlassRhythmic words of a broken face Empty syllables of a hopeless chaseBroken, tattered, jagged, shattered Sharp and bleeding Reality sleeping Love i..
Baby Girl

Baby Girl

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Baby girl, with the combat bootsBaby girl, covered in soot Baby girl, swinging from branchesBaby girl, hanging from treesWearing a pink princess dress..
Ugly

Ugly

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Ugly I am uglyI am free I am uglyI am meI'm what you aren'tI'm what you hateI'm the face you forever..
The False Star

The False Star

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Up in the sky, the young boy stared Sitting with family, the stars they sharedup in the black blanket night Shone a star, blinking bright And the boy ..
Caught In The Middle

Caught In The Middle

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Caught in the middle, quiet, unknownDrifting by lifeless, forgotten, aloneRemembered watching, waiting, standing by Sneaking away from the smiles, sti..
A Pierce Of Blue, A Spark of Green

A Pierce Of Blue, A Spark of Green

A Story by Emma Marie Taylor


I wrote this for my narrative story in my language class. The poem written in it is the poem I wrote and posted on here, Lips Of Blood Poison, tell me..
Lips Of Blood Poison

Lips Of Blood Poison

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Night time stars fall against the treeShadowing the horror of the monster, me Closing my eyes I cut skin neatly Soaking up blood so, so discreetly He ..
Regrets

Regrets

A Screenplay by Emma Marie Taylor


Just a little screenplay I wrote for myself. This has no story tied with it I just felt like adding some broken heart romance to my mix of writing:)
Chthonic Creatures

Chthonic Creatures

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


Her breath was heavy and her heart pounded. As she sprinted she could hear the faint presence of the bodies behind her, their voices hissing a..
Numb

Numb

A Poem by Emma Marie Taylor


I look out the window, feeling numb, cold, and tired. My eyes are softened and blurred by tears. I sit in the rocking chair; looking into the empt..