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I am a 16 year old, country girl. I live with my little sister, my mother, my horse, donkey, goats, 5 dogs, 9 cats, and our sheep on our five acres in Colorado. I love to ride, write, camp, read, paint, babysit, run, sew, weave and just be at home. I have

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poetry is . . .: 2 of 173
~Poetry~Poetry is the moon in the skyThe crashing of waves and the seagulls cryIt is the breeze that dances over a lakeAnd the cry of an owl upon dusks first wakeIt is the sound of a thought as it whispers through a poet's mindAnd the quiet joy not far behindIt is the memories of a playing childAnd different feelings, upset o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poems for children: 12 of 229
~Who will you be~I said to my mother as she tied the strings of my shoeI'll stay here forever, I'll never leave youShe smiled at me and said you will seeYou will set out to the world with a goodbye for meYou might be an acrobatDoing flips across a blue matThe audience will gasp and shiver at your dareWhen you flip over the ba... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Running: 2 of 24
Running is....Conquering your next goalPacing to the endYou know you can do as you round the next bendIt's your quiet time, the time when you thinkYou can think about your lifeYou can think about the endIn running you can think about everythingIt seems there is nothing you can't mendNobody but you and your feetAnd the sound o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rain: 23 of 252
Rain.It washes and erases all my tearsDrowns out all my fearsIt spreads a smile on my faceAs sadness leaves without a traceDancing through it laughing and gasping for breathIt is misjudged and treated like deathBut for me it spreads my joyI feel like a child receiving a toyIt drips down my chinAnd rattles against the roof tin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spring: 20 of 200
~Seasons in the Mountains~Mountains, tall and majesticAlmost as high as you can see Pine trees near snow capped mountainsIt's all a big part of meChilly mornings, frost in the air the Steller Jays chatter loud and with dareSnow flutters heavily down, though spring is nearBecause, the western bluebird sings without fearUnderne... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing: 78 of 505
~Writing~I write with a quick thought, and scribbles of my penI forget about the time, I don't think about the whenThe house becomes messy, because I forgot to cleanMy face lights up at a new thought as I lay my notebook against my jeansBecause I am a writer or a poet, whichever you wish to call itI'm not ready to stop, not o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Words: 41 of 260
Words..They dance across the pageLike ants marching on to show they're in a rageThey can be a writer's torment, never sounding rightOr they can be a reader's happiness expressing their delight They can twist around in almost any wayAs long as they are creative and express what they have to sayThey can tell about a creative th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Storms: 37 of 146
~Wind~Wind is the quiet air that sweeps through your hairHe is the master musician that blows with out careThe gusty gales that pull and tug a kiteOr a genital warm breeze that Whispers of springs first sightWind is in charge of the rattle of the leavesHe tells the truth but your ears could be in for deceiveYou may think ther... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nature: 184 of 632
~Morning Music~In the early crisp morningA songbird comes to singTelling of his travelsComing to say its springHe lets his heart flyAs his music flows aboutAny one who listens is left with out a doubtThrough out the foggy dawn, his song is the only soundThe notes fly through the trees and all aroundIt matches the brilliant co... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Children's stories: 133 of 396
Ada Taylor was an eight year old girl who lived with her older sister Sara, her mother and her father. The Taylors were moving from a nearby city in to an old country house. Sara and Ada explored around. The house was pretty big. After Sara and Ada were done looking at the down stairs, they raced up to pick their rooms.The ro... More..