As Deep Warm Blues Arise A somber sky lies upon a dying day With rosy light and orange tint As daylight falls but beauty keeps its delay. The stars appear with a glint Of sparkles white and shimmers bright. The lingering sky of polished artistry Burns a deeper red as if alight With fire and flame, as sunlight's last fades aw... More..
-The Ivy- A long and lonely road stretches forth, its winding path too much for some to take. The ivy covered path does reach towards those who dare to trodden upon it. Those in slow pace, who do not move swift enough nor quiet enough - they are challenged by its deathly grip. A swift and quiet coward slinks by; not daring t... More..
Laptops offer a variety of benefits in classrooms, of course if they are used responsibly. Like it or not, today's world is a computer-reliant world. Many students have better typing skills than they do shorthand. In high school, a majority of teachers take into consideration the pace their students write at. In college, it ... More..
In recent days, the answer is an obvious yes. Ever since Obama won the election, democrats view themselves as these superior beings in the world of politics. What they are forgetting is that not all Americans voted for them. And, the ones that did vote for them expected them to make rational decisions. It does not provide me... More..
__My Dark Struggle, My Dark Night__ A pitch black sky- with deep secrets unknown to those who have no reason to see. For to them, this is nothing but a night; so vague, so careless and wasteful. Lacking air and light- of which these soulless people praise, and hold to such a high esteem. The endless sky- to no beginning and ... More..
-AS DEEP WARM BLUES ARISE- A somber sky lies upon a dying day With rosy light and orange tint As daylight falls but beauty keeps its delay. The stars appear with a glint Of sparkles white and shimmers bright. The lingering sky of polished artistry Burns a deeper red as if alight With fire and flame, as sunlight's last fades ... More..
CORNER OF THE BLACK ABYSS I ran, down the stairs, as fast as I could, towards the door. It's so close, almost there. There it was, I reached the door. Out I ran. Across the deck. Through the yard. I fell. Tripped on a rock. How ironic. Oh know. They're coming. They know. I ran again. But where could I run. Nowhere, Anywhere.... More..
Rachael Kline
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