Tuesday, February 17, 2004

Peace... on the Wall

The thick, wooden utensil on the pale wall
Commanded the end of disobedience.
Simply formed, smooth and rounded
A promise of punishment
Doled out at will.
Clouded thoughts of the past
My youth and yesterday
An ornament signifying togetherness and love
Or
A cold, hard threat of a remedy to disorder
Reigning over every hot meal
Providing certain unity over possible disjunction

The spoon hangs above the cluttered table
Not a threat
but a promise of peace.

Monday, January 19, 2004

Creative Writing is your thoughts, feelings and ideas put into words.
It is for the verbal expression of what you want to say to yourself, or others.
It can be made-up or true to life.
I am taking this class to explore my writing abilities. I hope to improve my skills in writing to entertain the reader.