Teen Poetry #6 |
Dead of Night |
Cinderelly Member
since 2001-12-31
Posts 189NM, USA |
In the dead of night, as the crickets sing, tears fell upon my pillow. The morning hour approachs, as shadows search, branchs sway and hope dies. In the dead of night . . . - This is nowhere near done but I'm stuck! Help! - |
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leo_babe Junior Member
since 2003-01-22
Posts 13 |
Ummm...maybe...develop the idea of hope dying...elaborate on why? Sorry! I'm not much help am I? |
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Jaime
Registered
MemberPosts 250 |
Go narrative with it. I get the feeling that there's a story here and you just need to find it. And it doesn't need to be long and drawn out either, you know, it could be short and straight. So far, so good.. - Jaime Shiva went on break now look at how much it's gonna take to make this place a space where we can breathe. |
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