A Day At Pennsylvania’s Longwood Gardens

This past weekend, I spent Saturday at Pennsylvania’s Longwood Gardens. Located in Kennet Square Pennsylvania, Longwood Gardens offers several acres of blooms of all type. Sections of the park possess their own theme and as the seasons come and go, special exhibits are open to all. Until November 17th, the theme is Blooms & Bamboo. Next, Longwood Gardens will ring in the holidays with Christmas … Continue reading A Day At Pennsylvania’s Longwood Gardens

An October Poem: In The Trees

In the treesWith the subtle breeze,Maple and sycamoreWaterfall. In the treesWith the mild breeze,Gray and cream scarvesFlutter like silken snow owls. In the treesWith the shivered breeze,Chestnut squirrelsPluck their tails. In the treesWith the billowed breeze,Orange harmoniesAnd yellow melodiesChime as the sun driftsIn thenOut. In the treesWith the blizzard breeze,The lapis skyLapped at EastAnd folded atWest. In the treesWith the thunderstorm breeze,Where birdhouses swayBranches bowAnd … Continue reading An October Poem: In The Trees

Tips For Describing The Season Of Autumn

Autumn is my favorite season. The cool off of temperature and the warmth of trees and fallen leaves makes me happy. I enjoy the transition of short sleeve to long sleeve, tank top to sweater. The shifting seasons will aways act as inspiration for a writer’s work. The idea of leaves falling to the ground have spawned endless metaphors and symbols within the written word. … Continue reading Tips For Describing The Season Of Autumn

8 Original Haikus

Eight original haikus inspired by cooling weather and the vigor of autumn. Rubied polygons Autumn’s dust sprinkles downward Crinkled by footprints. The compass spinned North Pinecone bunches crowded feet Juniper island. A cinnamon scarf Hugs her neck cozily and Will let go in bloom. You stitched as time ticked Woolen web of space and time Fiber atmosphere. Blushed in rosy shades Picked and plucked from … Continue reading 8 Original Haikus

A September Poem: Cows

Fields sprinkled inGood morning residue,Sprout tips dipped inMidnight’s dainty drops. Calves and cowsMake their rounds,By the fenceShared with weeds. Their coatsPure whiteLike kitchen cream. Shielded sunClouds distort,Golden hillTeal land sweepsBeneath. A creek tricklesIn meager chains ofSterling. The center treeBegins to bareLeaves abandoningThe bended branches. Grass blades pressBeneath the heavy printsOf polk-a-dottedBeasts. Summer rollsLike the fog,Autumn snags ontoThe next moment,But first quietly. Whispers of appleWhistles of … Continue reading A September Poem: Cows

50+ First Lines To Begin Your Story

The first line of a poem or story is important. It is the hook, essentially. The first line greets the reader, something like a warm invitation. It sparks questions from the reader’s mind, amusement, and wonder of what will continue. The first line, much like the title, is a hint and opportunity to keep your audience wanting more. It is your one chance to keep … Continue reading 50+ First Lines To Begin Your Story

Do English Students Have An Obligation To Enjoy All Classic Literature?

William Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde, Jane Austen, Charles Dickens, and Mary Shelley. These are just some of many classical writers who wrote some of the best and most iconic pieces of literature. Or is that what we are instructed to believe? To this day, they are celebrated, read for pleasure, and the source of classroom curriculum. English courses, from high school to college, never stray too … Continue reading Do English Students Have An Obligation To Enjoy All Classic Literature?

What Animals Can Teach Us About Writing

What is your favorite animal? Does your preferred species fly, swim, hop, or walk? For me, I love different types of bears, such as polar bears, panda bears, and koala bears. I even love sloths, too. Animals can teach us about evolution, as well as the habits and routines of wildlife and nature. By tagging and tracking animals, humans are able to better understand how … Continue reading What Animals Can Teach Us About Writing

A Short Story: Greenhouse

The boy ran through the woods. His feet naked, like they always were. He never did wear a pair of socks. Long grasses tickled the spaces between each of his toes. And mossy pieces grew from underneath nails. Wet wildflowers would kiss his ankles, leaves sticking to heel. The woods was the boy’s sanctuary. A peaceful pavilion to roam like a moose, be free like … Continue reading A Short Story: Greenhouse

Antique Shop: A Poem

Crooked “Open” sign,Three concrete steps upUntil the door is pushedAnd a bell rings outLike a bicycle ding,Located all the way in the back. Cardboard boxes,Contents insideAlways seeming to swap.Corners torn and tappedRecords placedOf a million spins. Melodious and harmonic rowsOf living room dancesAnd late night singing sessions.Beatles & Beach BoysCash & Presley. A gramophonePerched window sidePropped upon a table,Catching morning sun raysBrass appearing gold.Break lights … Continue reading Antique Shop: A Poem