Ink

Ink

A Poem by The Little Writer

 

Inside the room,

he sits,

looking at the endless emotion

diplayed on the parchment

he is looking at.

He writes,

adds more emotion to the page.

His pen flows across it.

The sun starts to come up

with it's vibrant rays.

He smiles,

for he is happy with his creation.

He is finished.

He walks out the door,

ready for what

the world has in store.

 

© 2009 The Little Writer


Author's Note

The Little Writer
This poem was written for a contest I'm entering.

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Inspiration... trying to find the words to make into a sentence, and then one to follow can be difficult, however for you, it doesn't seem to be the case. I was impressed at your age and how well you write, with great structure. Keep on writing!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like it...very good

Posted 13 Years Ago


then this should definately win. nicely written

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow...I'm pretty darn impressed there Bro... Well written...

This sounds strangely familiar...........

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 17, 2009
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The Little Writer
The Little Writer

Don-Mage, WA



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I am 12 years old. I am now rewriting my abandoned book, "The Dwen Alliance" I started out my writing life when my mother signed me up for a writing class at my co-op school. My "career" really k.. more..

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