I want to paint…
I want to paint
the single-minded magnolia break-dancing as the wind dares to
fidget in the chilled, breeze
the cheekiness of the wind as it gently swishes side to side and
the daffodils as they silently perform their breathtaking ballet.
The joyfulness of a obsidian and alabasta zebra happily galloping
along the long, dusty road whilst lots of rapid cars drive past
hastily.
I want to paint…
The sound of water flowing down the stream, whilst the beautiful birds wake up the crazy children,
I want to paint the taste of KFC chicken crunchy in my mouth,
I want to paint, the smell of car engines roar through the air fingers,
I want to paint a crazy chicken in the washing machine singing the national anthem,
And for last… I want to paint the ending of this poem.
The Entity
By Tilly Sawe
Two days later, the new and improved Stargrazer 2000 (or should I say 3000) was rebuilt even better than it was to begin with. It had: a digital map of the world, a built in steel anchor and the dashboard had an auto pilot button and a radar! “I wondered why it took so long “Alex had a huge grin from ear to ear. Tilly and Alex boarded the ship with no hesitation, were as John held back. They both wanted him (if it was a him or even a person at all) to join them on their voyage to the south-pole, so they were not going to accept any answer but yes.
A couple of hours after their accent, John began to hear heavy breathing and ear piercing screams beyond human hearing “There here.” Even though John knew what it was, he was still confused they got there. It was the group that he warned them about. It turns out, the reason John was so deformed was because they were experimenting on him. He couldn’t deal with the trauma anymore and jumped out of the ship; his last words were “I can’t do it anymore”. Now it was Tilly, Alex and the group. Alex being a quick thinker, saw the trap door was open and pushed them to the unknown depths bellow. “I think we’ve seen enough” Alex began to drift off into a deep sleep leaving Tilly to drive.
Willow, a 10 year old girl , had beautiful golden ringlets that frame her sparkling eyes and bright smile . However today her hair was messy and he eyes as big as saucers. Just a few moments ago, a figure all in black knocked at the door , she creeped down the stairs and with a shaking hand clutched the handle and the door creaked open. She was by a mysterious, ominous voice saying“Hello Willow Elizabeth Evergreen or should I call you sis.” Then everything went dark. The world swirled around her. As million thoughts rushed around her head as she was unconscious. How could it be? Her sister died 10 years ago in a tragic car crash. Did her parents lie to her? Or was it a stranger who just knows her names? Who ever it was chucked her in the backseat of the car and drove 100s of miles to the other side of town. But the one question that haunted her was; what did they want and why?
You are snow blanketing the world in white
trees swaying in the early sun
the wind building up a cold bite
You are memory’s
You are winter
You are leaves crunching beneath my feet
bare trees showing its bare skin
The squirrels collecting acorns to eat
You are death
You are Autumn
You are chicks popping out of eggs
Emerald leaves that are growing back
Insects crawling on 6 legs
You are re-birth
You are spring
You are the smiling sun down on me
Tropical flavours bursting in my mouth
Laying by the southing sea
You are joy
you are summer
Time travelling through
You are emotions
You are the seasons
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