A Poem By Sarah // 2/29/2008

Colors exploding rapidly;

patterns ever swirling.

Repeating the same one never;

sparkling stars sprinkled across black leather.

Imagination going wild;

colors dancing like a child.

Rippling like a brook;

an illustration from a book.

Splashes brash and bold,

glittery and cold.

Gently, swiftly swirling;

rapidly, wildly twirling.

Vivid and bright;

meteors in the night.

Every shade represented;

in this art gallery presented.


Good job

good job sarah!

*happy face*

Velocity | Fri, 02/29/2008

The Truth will set you free.


Excellent job Sarah! It paints a perfect (colorful) picture of a kaleidoscope in my mind.

Nathanael | Fri, 02/29/2008

We are waiting for the long-promised invasion.
So are the fishes. ~ Winston Churchill


I wasn't sure how well it would turn out; this is one of my first poems actually done in rhyme.
~Sarah H

Sarah | Sat, 03/01/2008

"Sometimes even to live is courage."

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