Twisted Her hair is golden like the sun Her lips are ruby red Her eyes are brilliant shades of blue Such an angelic head Her skin is pale as winter’s… Read more »
These are small poems I wrote in ten minutes!
He twisted the box in his hands. It was heavy for such a small box. He looked at the plain black features with a gold rim.
It was cold and it was grey. The air had that faint metallic scent that the beginning of snow brought, but there wasn’t so much as a flurry yet.
What a strange creature, I thought, staring into a giant green eye. This monstrous giant loomed over my bowl… and I do say, that creature seemed hungry.
Each of the three poems below were written in ten minutes. I hope you enjoy!