Poems and Others

Two Different Settings

Hey guys! I finally have stuff from my Creative Writing online class. :) So enjoy!

Myrtle Beach:

The sun beating against the sand makes it simmer hot. The shadows stretch across the sand, pretending to be big and tall, rising from beach chairs, umbrellas and sand castles. Baby blue waves crash along the shore, pounding valiant pink and orange shells all along its line. White foam licks the sand where the water recedes, leaving the oceans foot steps on the shore. Seaweed dances down below to the flowing beat of the water, intriguing colorful fish, swimming along. Rays of sun trickle down into the seaweed and sand below, scaring the shadows away from the patterned sand. Turtles dance their beautiful dance along the schools of fish, darting and playing in the water. As the sun sets over the water, the sands start to cool, preparing for their rest after a long day of the crowds. The pier grows dark as the lights fall off, laying the blanket of the dark over the boards. The strip starts to fill with crowds of people, emerging from hotels to walk in its beauty, lit up by street lights and cars, cruising in the beauty. As the clock hands turn around its face, the crowd starts to thin and the streets fill with quiet accept for the occasional swish of a car cruising by. The beaches settle and fall silent until the clock hands chisel into the early hours of morning.

Winter Wonder Land:

Bare trees glitter all around as the sun shines against the snow, making it sparkle. Shadows dance across the hills, rising from the bases of trees. Fog licks at the baby blue sky, rising from bonfires and chimneys as families try to keep warm from the bitter cold that wraps around houses and towns. White clouds float around the sky, dancing and sprinkling more snow along the ground. The snow piles up and the creeks and ponds cover with ice, covering their insides. Snow dances down below to the ground, the under weeds like falling cotton, floating along. Rays of the setting sun trickle through the branches of the trees like paint seeping through cloth, showing the ground more light which makes the snow glitter more. The shadows disappear from the trees as the sun disappears under the horizon. Squirrels burry themselves in trees, protecting their food source with them. The birds start to settle, preparing for their slumber as well. The forest falls quite for one more night as the snow begins to fall again, dancing in the shadows of winter.