Sarah Wlochal : Writing

Death

Death

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


DeathMay seem if the endDeathIs a new beginningGodOur SaviorDevilOur enemyGriefA normal processCryWeepMoanTears stream your faceYour belovedTravels ho..
Cutter

Cutter

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


Slash my wristsBleed the painThat holds me backFrom the person withinMarks I hideTears I cryBattle of my strengthConquered InsideHolding the knifeDoin..
Cherokee Memories

Cherokee Memories

A Story by Sarah Wlochal


I am a Cherokee Indian. My name is Wicapi-Wakan which means first born daughter. Before the white man came, I lived in North Carolina. My memorie..
Larry Scary Hairy Wishes Would Not Do The Dishes

Larry Scary Hairy Wishes Would Not Do The Dishes

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


Larry Scary Hairy WishesWould not do the dishesHe would take out the trashClean his room in a flashBut Larry Scary Hairy WishesWould not do the dishes..
My Two Sides

My Two Sides

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


On the good days I have a caring heartMy smile brightens up the roomI help others around meI’m thoughtful in everything I doThen out of nowhereI..
Singing

Singing

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


Singing is high or low pitchedwhichever you prefer.Singing is the sound of a voiceexpressing one's feelings.Singing comes from your heart and soul.Sin..
Trees

Trees

A Poem by Sarah Wlochal


Have you ever seen the trees blowin the kiss of autumn wind as leavesdrift to the ground lazy and slowHave you ever seen the trees blowin the evening ..

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