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I have to keep a blog for my creative writing class, many assignments will be posted by some other writings, poems, or thoughts will be shared. Let me know what you think!

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

ACROSTIC poems

Part 1:



E- Even now I was scared of this street, determined, innovative, hopeful, and then the sun started to peak.
I – in a rush she pulls me by the hand, stumbling down the street past a bright red brick building. Only 4 years old, I haven’t mastered keeping up with my mom’s steps. I looked inside the bag I carry
N- nail-polish, napkins, necklace, notebook
P –  perhaps nothing I need but that was all I took
A- all i had left to my name, not even my camera was gone. Did she
E- ever think this is wrong? I was his twin, my eyebrows, eyes, nose, and smile, everything about me was just like him
T- this is life. This is for the better. This is love. I look behind me.
H- holding the stuffed animal turtle he got me closely to my heart I got into the car
S- since then life was not the same and never will be

Part 2:

I am Stephanie


Since then life was not the same and never will be
This is life. This is for the better. This is love. .
Ever think this is wrong? I was his twin, my eyebrows, eyes, nose, and smile, everything about me was just like him
Perhaps nothing I need but that was all I took
Holding the stuffed animal turtle he got me closely to my heart I got into the car
All i had left to my name, even my camera was gone.I looked inside my bag
Nail-polish, napkins, necklace, notebook
In a rush she pulls me by the hand, stumbling down the street past a bright red brick building. Only 4 years old, I haven’t mastered keeping up with my mom’s step. I look behind me
Even now I was scared of this street, determined, innovative, hopeful, and then the sun started to peak.