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Hey, people - my name is Calli and I'm a high school student who just happens to love to write. Poems, stories, songs, even (gasp) essays for school! I consider writing to be a creative outlet where I can express myself and also learn and grow as a person.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love expressed: 82 of 678

Purgatory The right to die, the need to cry May wet your lips and sink your ships But staring eyes can tuck and nip (You'll be fine once you are mine.) Lashes fall from shadows stretched and tall Your secret's safe because you're late But next time I'll have to berate Your silent whisper, loving call (Angel, fly, go on and t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark Poems: 92 of 397

The Statue He deserves the curves of her neck, The silence of her white lips, The anxious tremble as his warm hands graze her icy arm: Starting price. Pupils dilate. He crouches. You look beautiful today, the shadow purrs conversationally. Eyes are windows: so this is where her heart led her; forgiveness; love. Temptation's ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I've been here before: 8 of 18

I've been here before And it ended in ashes. I'll pick myself up, But only in the night.
Politics, News & Issues > US Elections US elections 2008: The impact of race on the choice for Obama: 4 of 9

Bias. Prejudice. Favoritism. Those are the issues that we, the people of the United States of America, have to deal with right now in regards to the Presidential elections. This election is not entirely about what these three people stand for and the decisions they claim they will make once elected, but more so about their s...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Nightmares: 47 of 94

"There are those dreams, right? One night you'll slip into sleep, peacefully dreaming, or maybe nightmare-ing, wherever your mind seems to be wandering, I don't know. But you'll dream one night. And then maybe it's the next day and you're tired and you can't quite remember what you dreamt of the previous night but you fall a...
Arts & Humanities > Classical Lit & Mythology How women heroes are portrayed in Homer's Odyssey and Iliad: 2 of 4

Homer's Odyssey and Iliad were both written a very long time ago so needless to say, a comparison of women of that time (or in those books) to women in the present day are very different. One of the major themes of those two books is power. Just as women and men are different, they each represent different kinds of power. Me...
Religion & Spirituality > Christian Beliefs & Culture Christian living: How to live a life that is pleasing to God: 13 of 22

This is an interesting topic, because I must say that as a Christian - a Catholic, in specific - I don't feel that it is right for me to judge people in saying how you should lead a good life. I won't be judging people on purpose or directly, but by expressing how you can live a God-pleasing life then I will thereby be criti...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lost dreams: 28 of 46

Dark Blue Here forever dreams will stay Lost forever, floating away Washed onto an island of nightmarish longings Where we dare not tread, my darling, my darling. No one whispers, no one shouts Don't let it anything, dear get out They'll hear your mumble, sense your trip And slowly proceed to sew your parted lips. The palm t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Summer: 89 of 145

Melting Summer Those days of gold have yet to fin'lly near, Replacing old mem'ries of such unease. With Godspeed, hasten through these months of tears; Elixir, icy sweet, assuage my fears. Yes, mark the changing tides by those iced teas We sipped to keep from spilling on warm sands. Small treasures found were lost, yet scabb...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love does not die: 198 of 298

Ten Ways to Look at a Rose I: Lavender-Lilac Playing God, she formed a life From the space between bodies; And now, chest heaving, this strange rose has Arrested her heart at first sight. II: Orange Grow sunflower, my sunflower Your trophies I need not, with you my prize, But bloom into the rose that you must be. III: Blushi...