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Step One
Start writing. The hardest part of all. The second you get going, your momentum starts to fall.
Step Three
Go out of order, just so the flow doesn't hitch. When you're trying to keep things straight you'll find you have a glitch.
Step Two
Flick off inspiration. All you need is you. If writing is what you desire—don't stop to think, just do.
Step Four
Go on without a doubt. For words will starttoblendand rhyme schemes will falter and you may have run ons that are too long or misspellings improper. Whatever you do don't stop even though it's corny crap, the test is all the rough spots—then you're back on track.
Step Five
Make it fun. That's all there is to say.
Step Six
Try to finish, don't put it off a day.
Step Seven
Is a hard one, because it makes you really think. Write about what happened—what put you on the brink.
Step Eight
Makes no sense but neither does this rhyme. Since there's two more steps to go—better save some time. Refrigerator.
Step Nine
Love it all. No matter what 'all' is. If you're a writer now, your job is there to make it what it is.
Step Ten
Is the last, because it comes right after nine. Your writing is what completes you; what will stay long after time. Make it who you are, tell your hopes and share your dreams. Laugh at what is funny, and see it for what it seems.
This poem was to help you, like it has maybe helped me. But now the poem's over—so let the words be free.
Start writing. The hardest part of all. The second you get going, your momentum starts to fall.
Step Three
Go out of order, just so the flow doesn't hitch. When you're trying to keep things straight you'll find you have a glitch.
Step Two
Flick off inspiration. All you need is you. If writing is what you desire—don't stop to think, just do.
Step Four
Go on without a doubt. For words will starttoblendand rhyme schemes will falter and you may have run ons that are too long or misspellings improper. Whatever you do don't stop even though it's corny crap, the test is all the rough spots—then you're back on track.
Step Five
Make it fun. That's all there is to say.
Step Six
Try to finish, don't put it off a day.
Step Seven
Is a hard one, because it makes you really think. Write about what happened—what put you on the brink.
Step Eight
Makes no sense but neither does this rhyme. Since there's two more steps to go—better save some time. Refrigerator.
Step Nine
Love it all. No matter what 'all' is. If you're a writer now, your job is there to make it what it is.
Step Ten
Is the last, because it comes right after nine. Your writing is what completes you; what will stay long after time. Make it who you are, tell your hopes and share your dreams. Laugh at what is funny, and see it for what it seems.
This poem was to help you, like it has maybe helped me. But now the poem's over—so let the words be free.
Literature
The Journey
Beneath my skin, my veins pulse with desire
To know why I am here.
As I journey to find the answers to life,
I sail through the monotonous seas
That stretch forever beyond the horizon.
As my ship sails towards the dry land,
Mountains tower before me,
Filling me with both awe and intimidation.
But the mountains are eroding as time passes by,
Into merely fragments of what they once were.
I move my eyes and watch the glaciers
Melt slowly into rivers.
But even though they disappear,
They melt to provide water for all life on this planet.
You could say rivers are created by glaciers for a purpose.
I ponder those mountains and glac
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Once upon a time
I reached for the stars
And tried to climb
The sun's golden bars
But those rays of light
Cut short my flight
I reached for the stars
And fell from the sky
My hopes now scars
I can't justify
To myself alone
I am she who has flown
I tried to climb
Like Icarus the son
Melted wax come noontime
With nothing won
No promises made
No trophies gained
The sun's golden bars
Whose sentinels maintained
The ghosts of Mars
Those who remain
Close to my heart
Forever apart
The rays of light
Have faded away
The moon now night
Where the world decays
And I'm still fading
The sun never staying
Cut short my flight
Left behind it all
I try to
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Haiku
my fingers
tributaries -
running around your knuckles
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Just a thing I wrote about writer's block to help me get rid of my writer's block. Hope it helps you!
Just a thing I wrote about writer's block to help me get rid of my writer's block. Hope it helps you!
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'Just a boy and a girl trying to take on the world and they wanna get caught'
Then brace yourself for the sequel: THE FREEZER
Then brace yourself for the sequel: THE FREEZER