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About me - J.G. Sparks

"I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten - happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another."

-Brenda Ueland

"May I never grow to old to treasure 'once

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood: 6 of 131
Hide and SeekWe were just children thenYou took my hand in yours so innocentlyWe raced through the treesSearching for a place, a sanctuaryCrouching down behind the bushGasping for air from laughingTrying to keep quietSo that we wouldn't be foundOur hands still held togetherBy an invisible forceA blush on our cheeksAnd dirt co... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christian: 38 of 296
Crown Of ThornsThe musky sent of blood filled the air in a thick coat of sweat.I could feel the vibrations of the whips as the sound of leather and metal hit flesh.Feelings of numbness seemed to cover the roots of all the plants.I watched as he gripped his fists together and squinted in pain.The soldiers grasped him and dragg... More..
Relationships & Family > Siblings The relationship between brothers and sisters: 11 of 58
I am a younger sister; an evil, annoying, but adorable sister. I take pride in knowing I can drive my older brothers crazy! Even though I don't get many chances to annoy them anymore, when I do, it gives me such a sense of accomplishment. Let me tell you a little bit about my brothers.My older brother is Jonathan. He isn't th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fire: 19 of 92
A Poem about the San Diego Firestorm.The Devils GraspIn the night with blood red eyes,Riding the wind and filling the skies,The devils grasp upon the earth,Consuming and possessing, devouring the mirth,Warriors in orange, yellow and red,Come to defeat and destroy this threat,Innocent hearts cuddled around,Watching the TV, hop... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Social Values & Norms How pornography harms society: 27 of 73
Today, in our society, a person is categorized by what they wear, what music they listen to and what social group they are a part of. Teenagers are largely influenced by Hollywood, TV shows and the internet. The internet is a large part of a teenager's life through myspace, facebook, and AIM. All these are what teenagers, lik... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Why we write: 85 of 182
The reason I write is not because I need to jot down my stored up feelings or because I'm bored or because I might get paid. I write because of how my heart flutters when I put the first few words down, how my hand aches after holding a pen for so long, and how I can't help but smile when I'm finally finished. I write because... More..
Politics, News & Issues > War & Peace In remembrance of those not remembered: The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.: 1 of 1
Unknown but Not Forgotten The Tomb of the Unknowns is a stunning and momentous memorial. The meaning of it is unlike any other, honoring those unidentified who have fallen and served for our country along with anyone who served during WWI, WWII, Korean and the Vietnam War. The tomb has a great importance; it represents the so... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: When fathers fail: 16 of 31
I'm 14 and i feel like I'm 40. Ive always been pushed by my dad to do my best, he is one of those fathers that pushes you down so you can learn how to stand, but i felt no love at all. He was never that nice, he didn't hit me or anything, i just felt invisible, like he was seeing someone else when he looked into my eyes. Like... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Romance: 57 of 99
"To Forget you..."They say I will forget you and I have surly tried,But your laugh is just too haunting and so is your smile,The way your eyes lighten, the way your voice curves deep,The way your arms surround me, while you think I'm fast asleep,How your eyes always tell me your feelings, yet at the same time I'm completely l... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: High school: 24 of 38
If stupidity and ignorance are not the sameThen why to they here, go by the same nameAnything that was good, my talents, my strengthsThey all disappear and all you see is my shameBefore I was brilliant, beautiful and tallNow I am as metal, which is rusted and smallMy hands were once graceful; easy to bendNow they are rough; e... More..