Night scare

Here is a fun little adventure I had last night. 

I opened the door. Dusk had just started to fade away into a grayish black. I had left my backpack in the car and needed something in it. I took five steps outside. Just enough to be off the stairs and on the path to the car. The car was only 15 feet away and I knew that there was nothing to be afraid of, but I still had that cautious air about me. I was just about to take another step when some branches broke in the woods. In a blink of an eye I was back in the house peaking my head around the door. Just in case I see the thing that might be lurking in the dark just outside of my sight. A few more sticks broke, than a few more. I waited a few more minutes using the door as a shield. I debated in my head whether or not I should venture out into the almost dark outside. I decided the best place for me was in the house until morning comes. I closed the door locked it, praying that I had just imagined things.

Quotes that inspire me as a writer

Today's post is going to be a little different. I am sharing with you the quotes that inspire me to keep writing. I feel as if every hobbyist should have an inspiration of some sort that keeps them pursuing their hobby. 

Blog logo

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Crystal Heart

One of the things I have always feared is the idea of losing my parents. This was a dream that I would have over and over again when I was younger. 
My heart fell from his hands hitting the ground shattering into a thousand pieces. "Nnnoooo," I cried, "You dropped it! How could you do such a thing?" Tears streamed down my cheeks. I couldn't hold them back as much as I wanted to.  A grin crossed his lips as he looked at me and said hardheartedly, "Your the one that gave it to me, and so you have me the permission to do what I wanted with it. I don't care about your heart so I broke it. " The tears streamed faster down my cheeks than they had ever come before. "Does my heart mean nothing to you?"  " NO, nope, never have and never will. "  I looked up at him in disgust. His grin made me sick inside. I had trusted him with every part of me, and most importantly the memory of my parents. I couldn't look at his awful heartless self any …


For all the chocolate lovers. The title of this poem just about sums it all up.
Chocolate The beauty of  Dark, creamy, Melt in the mouth  Deliciousness. 
Chocolate  Perfect for when  Writing, reading, Or watchin' a movie, It's always there.
Chocolate  The sweet  That begs you To enjoy it's  Rich devine flavor.
Chocolate  My sweet  Addiction  That stays with  Me always.  By Evelyn Creon

A picture of height

When we fear something we like to explore the fear. This poem was inspired by my fear of heights. This poem started out with the first two verses, but when I chose the picture for the post I added two more verses. 
Up went I to the highest floor Of some random building  That once was adored. 
I there stopped  To catch my breath When I fell out a window  To a brutal death. 
I was there for a picture  An' nothing more, When the glass broke  I was lost forever more. 
Down I feel like a rock  Landing hard below  On a cement sidewalk.  By Evelyn Creon

Dancing' in the kitchen

 Inspired by the endless dance parties my siblings, cousins, and I have in the kitchen when the parents are away. 

Dancin' in the kitchen
On a cold stary night,
Not a care in the world,
Cause we're doin' alright.
we have dinner and drinks
To last the whole night long;
With the music playin'
A good ol' fashion song.

We got Apple pastries,
We got gizzards galore!
We've got huckleberries,
steak an' some roasted corn.
There's greens from the garden,
Last year's squash from the field.
Will fill our abdomens
Before the next mornin' meal.

Dancin' in the kitchen,
Throughout this stary night
Papa'll play the banjo
Just a little up tight.
Granny'll be out jigger
That no one ever ever beats,
A duet I will sing
Like a champ on the streets.

Mama will be dancin'
With a slip and a dip,
Aunt Diane will do dishes
With an ol' swing of hips.
Uncle Tony will sing
Next to papa and me,
While the little youngin's
Fall asleep at our feet .