Wednesday, November 3, 2010

The Boy who Cried Wolf

I oppose to the boy who crying wolf because it was lying and annoying. People won't listen to the boy and the sheep will get eaten.

Monday, November 1, 2010

In Darkest Night.

Gliding silently through the sky, amidst the twilight, with wings of pure shadow, soaring high above the moon-lit sky. Effortlessly swooping down and clenching its prey in it’s beak, a shadowy gray. Above the moon, it’s talons shining, queen of the forest, flying over it’s kingdom. It’s shining black eyes, relentlessly searching. For something to eat. It’s small stomach rumbles. Hunt or be hunted. Here in my jungle


Animal: Raven.

In Darkest Night.

Gliding silently through the sky, amidst the twilight, with wings of pure shadow, soaring high above the moon-lit sky. Effortlessly swooping down and clenching its prey in it’s beak, a shadowy grey. Above the moon, it’s talons shining, queen of the forest, flying over it’s kingdom. It’s shining black eyes, relentlessly searching. for something to eat. It’s small stomach rumbles. Hunt or be hunted. Here in my jungle


Animal: Raven.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Autumn

Autumn is a golden rain
The surroundings are all drained
Leaves are crinkling
Trees are shrinking.

The pathway covered
Here and there
Falling leaves fill the air
Hardly anything grows I said in despair

Trees are becoming bald
But who would look no one at all
Farmers have all lost their jobs
Some of them might even sob.

WINTER.

Shivering cold
want to
go home
warm coco and soup waiting for me.

Fire places
warm don't
want to
go out side.

Snowing
having snowing
fight out side.

Raining
out side
hop into rain coat
and splash in puddles.

Winter

Air's cold
Hands are freezing
Socks are warming
Feel like sneezing.

Trees hidden
Fruits perishing
Bears hibernating.
Grass cherishing.


In the garden
Flowers blowing
Grass growing
Nobody mowing

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

SUMMERS DREAMS

SUMMER

I'm feeling hazy,
the sun is blazing,
my feet are sweating.

my face is taning,
arms are burning,
the hot cool beach i can imagine it now.

i'm soaking wet,
sand is sticking,
ice is melting.

oh! just a dream.