Monday 30 June 2014

Cities

The cars roaring past the tall towers.
Through the transparent windows you can see the beautiful glow of sunlight.
The houses big and small are filled with family's laughing and smiling.
The strong winds blow through the tall trees that cover the houses.
This is my home my home in a big city.

Saturday 28 June 2014

Time

As the clock chimes midnight I snuggle up in bed.
The time flys by quickly ticking every secound.
The slow tick tock is all I can hear nowadays. 
An hour sounds and the anoyinng cockoo bird buzzes in my ears.
As the final tick makes the clock go silent I fall into a deep sleep

Adventure

Slowly travelling through the tall trees and beautiful flowers my family awaits me at home. I look at the horizon and see the deep blue sea urging me to jump in and cool down from the hot sun that burns my back. As I climb up the steep hills I can hear the sweet songs of 1000 tiny birds. This is how my day starts every morning as the sun first shines. My life is filled with treasure and wonders, fun and days in the open air or up a tree. As the clock chimes 12:00 I quickly run back to my home.

Friday 27 June 2014

The day of life

As people die around me I see life being reborn. The slow breathing of a baby fills my eardrums. As I step out into the wild little ones cry and fall asleep as if I'm some kind of curse or murderer. Maybe I am, seeing as every time I see one I love it dies in front of my pale face slowly closing their eyes and falling into a deep sleep. Every time this happens I can hear the faint screams and cries come to life.This is called the day of life. It happens once every 100 years and it's happened so many times that my immortal body can't take it any more. First people die, then babies come to life, finally they see my worn down face and bloody eyes so they die all over again. Soon so many people have blacked out without coming back that I waver and watch intently till the world dies and there's no more.

Leaves

Swiftly falling down in the autumn breeze.
Hanging onto the trees for dear life.
Forming a pile of brown on the ground.
Where life on a tree ends.
With the last chance for holding on they slowly fall and that's when life ends.

Waves

Gently licking the sharp rocks.
Lapping over again and again.
Reaching the shore as it slowly washes you're toes.
Watch out when surfing because they'll cover you whole.
The strong breeze makes them bigger and heavier.
Silently watching you as you surf over their bodies.

Fire

The burning air climbs into the sky.
Ferocious flames burn and kill.
Climbing into the night getting higher and stronger.
Suddenly the flames burn you and you run away.
Taking down buildings and ruining gardens.
Watch out it's next victim will be you.

Thursday 26 June 2014

Breath


The untouchable air unravels from the lungs.
You're mouth fills up from oxygen from the trees.
A living nature everyone needs.
As you breathe the final breath you slowly fall and flail. 
Into a world with no air to inhale.

Trees

Leaves swiftly falling in the strong breeze.
Roots digging into the soft soil.
The branches and sticks crack and shake.
Climbing up the strong branches as I hold on forever.
Scratchy pine cones fall in the Autumn air.
Blossoms bloom and food grow in the warm cosy Spring time.
With the last breath I slowly tumble out of my home too.

The Final Breath

As I stare at the shut windows and locked doors I hold my breath pleading to be let outside, free. I shouldn't be here I thought I should be with my other friends on the Sahara desert playing in the sand and splashing water. I glanced outside, the gentle breeze swiftly ruffled the leaves and swept the grass. I heard a knock on the door, peered back then hooted mournfully. My new master walked through the broken down door then carefully stared into my sad brown eyes. He softly and swiftly manoeuvred me out the door like I wasn't as heavy as I actually was. It felt good to be back in fresh air. But as I quickly turned around the dreaded gun that had killed nearly all of my kind shot into my leathery flesh.

Books

The fluttering white insides ruffle in the gentle breeze.
Softly whispering information into one an others ears.
Some know everything others have fiction characters.
Everyone has it's own interests and each one has a new beginning or a final end. 

Life

People awakening from their long deep sleep.
A baby crying as it starts it's new life in open air.
As one dies another replies by coming to life.
The fresh air closes in on a brand new mouth.
Now as this story dies a new one comes by sunrise.  

Death

Slowly creeping in from the windows.
You're breath slows and you're heart stops.
People crashing onto the ground.
The virus that kills is spreading, closing in on those who are dreading.
Screams and cries can be heard all around.
Help me, save me from the dreaded prison.

The last life

As the world exploded and everything went Gray I stood there alone. Suddenly the last life apart from me floated onto my shoulder and tweeted gently. My new best friend my new family. As I slowly drifted away from the place I used to call home the young animal followed me like a dog. I'm going to keep him I thought he can be my pet I'll name him Zeus. The beautiful creature flew up in the sky and softly chirped a sweet song I'll never forget. My sweet Zeus I'll love you forever. 

Cars

Slowly zipping along the painted road.
The faint noise of cheers and cries can be heard in the background.
The adrenalin surging through their bodies.
Nervous you're going to fail or crash and the world will be against you.
Take a breath and cross the line.

Wednesday 25 June 2014

Red roses

The dew from my eyes gently rolled down my face. My beloved parents lay there dead with their eyes at the back of their head from the incident. Not a sound could be heard. All my hopes and dreams were gone now I had to cater for myself with no money or food. The whole thing was so terrifying and horrible that I wouldn't dare to believe it was true. Noises hummed in my ears and small whispers reminded me what I had done. It hadn't been my fault I was just there but no-one would either believe me or they didn't want too. All I could hear was gun shots then blood spilled all over the floor. I couldn't live like this and as  a small fire started getting bigger it soon swallowed me whole.

Blossom

Insides bursting out from their prison.
Layer after layer falling off scratchy arms.
As It's skin rot's and It's last layer falls it gently slides to the ground and starts a new generation.

Butterflies

Small delicate wings.
Dew sliding down the beautiful patterns.
Free space to fly.
Whirling around in amazing circles.
We will treasure you forever.

The Curse Of The Werewolf

The slow heartbeat told me she was still alive. What had I done trying to kill her? My body had been taken over by an uncontrollable evil soul making me insane and torturing me. This was called the curse of the werewolf. I had been bitten long ago by an ordinary werewolf after I had killed It's king. The flaring pain rolled around my arm as it slowly turned green, the pain traveled around my body. The werewolf then captured my soul replacing it with his king's so he could live again. Every once in a while it would completely take over my body making me do everything I was told otherwise I'd die a slow and tragic death. This curse was the cause of everything. The time my mum and dad died, the time my house burned the cause of all the floods and earthquakes in the world but worst of all the cause of death. Every time I had it, people died and a rampage went over two countries starting a war. Everywhere you looked you could see pain, agony, blood and dying people everywhere. Every time I'd watch with laughs and smiles on my torn face. It was all too much and with the last breath I plunged the sword that started it all into my broken heart.