According to every story about him and according to every child who still believes, Santa Claus has elves. And these elves are magical creatures who feature in stories that are centuries old and told in many different cultures. For example, there is the story about the shoemaker receiving help from ...
A dozen hard plastic chairs line up against the wall like spectators in a game. How much agony, impatience, diagnoses have they seen? Can they, in their cold and yellow plastic hearts, know all that has been in their patients’ minds? Under the chairs, neat and orderly rows of tile all in black and...
I was a tightrope walker then,
Balancing on the edge
Of a rain-soaked white cement curb,
Teetering on the ledge.
Everything was brighter that day,
Brighter flowers, brighter me.
Though the sky was a pewter bowl,
I felt happy and free.
Yellow rain boots and yellow coat,
I had ultimate po...
Under the copse of trees I lie,
Sunlight dancing through the leaves.
Under the copse of trees I lie,
Watching as the world goes by.
A soft breeze gently brushes my skin,
Its whispering voice tickling my ear.
A soft breeze gently brushes my skin,
As I listen to the birds’ soft din.
The ...
There was a scent of roses on the wind,
Though it was the middle of February,
And snow was still on the ground,
The skies still a dusky grey.
But there was a scent of roses
In the wind that whistled through the empty, barren trees
And sent snow flurries dancing through the air....
The arguments people have raised about the Arizona Senate Bill 1070 are unjustifiable when compared to the actual text of the bill and federal laws the bill follows. The bill requires law enforcement officials to demand to see papers of anyone suspected of being an illegal immigrant and arresting th...
Listen to the song of the children,
Let its melody embrace you with its
Clear, pure golden notes.
Soak up its innocence
While you can,
For tomorrow
Their song will be lost,
And the world,
Your world and mine,
Condemned to darkness.
Listen to the song of the children....
Wind whistling through the trees,
Carrying sounds of a past untold,
The rustle of silk,
As a princess prepares for a masque,
The hush of a mother to her baby,
In the middle of a stormy night.
Your whisper of a good-bye,
When you left me forever
In the shadows of the trees
That forever whisp...
The rain trickles down my spine,
Cleansing me of something
I didn’t know had polluted me.
I am surprised,
Like a baby newly baptized,
Washed clean, renewed.
A pulse, almost like electricity,
Goes through me.
I am reminded of a green shoot,
Pushing its way through darkness,
Toward life, l...
The robin calls,
Softly at first,
An echo of the pale dawn.
Its sound intensifies
In harmony with the intensifying sun,
As morning shadows creep across the ground....
The moon in shadows waits,
Hidden and unseen,
A belle at her first ball.
When the clouds shifts,
She appears,
With jewels of silver stars
And crinolines of wispy clouds,
Ready for her shining moment....
Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were. ~Cherie Carter-Scott
The theme of forgiveness in A Separate Peace is a main part in the story because of three key turning points in the story: Gene forgiving Finny, Finny forgiving Gene, and Gene forgiving him...
Come with me,
And let me show you the world.
Let me show you the highest mountains
And the greenest fields.
Let me take you to highest waterfalls
And the bluest lakes.
Sit with me and let me
Show you the stars.
Come with me to the densest forests
And the flattest plains.
You pick because...
To Kill a Mockingbird, originally published in 1960, is a timeless, historical-fiction novel written by Harper Lee. Lee was born in 1926 in Monroeville, Alabama, a Southern town similar to the book’s fictitious town of Maycomb, Alabama. Events in Lee’s life significantly influenced the events an...
You’ll find me where the sidewalk ends,
With paper and pen and a million
Million thoughts in my head.
You’ll find me writing in a journal
That is dog-eared and torn,
As the peppermint wind cools my head.
I watch as the moon-bird flies in the sky,
And I wish I could fly too.
I’ll be ...
There was a time when life was simple,
When we believed in fairy tales,
And when we had friends that were true,
Before we knew what spite was,
And before we were spiteful,
Especially to the ones who mattered most.
There was a time when life was simple,
When magic was commonplace,
And when ...
What have you done with that girl I once knew?
I’ve looked everywhere, but she seems nowhere now.
You’ve taken her, hidden her from my view.
I know she used to laugh and be happy,
But now that she’s gone, nothing seems true.
She used to be me, and I was once her,
The day I let her go I s...
Jesus died on the cross to save us,
He is my Lord and King and Comforter.
This is my belief, no one can dissuade me
Otherwise.
Keep your beliefs,
And I’ll keep mine.
God bless you all....
I'm a romantic at heart.
I dream of being another
Elizabeth Bennet,
Emma Woodhouse,
Jane Eyre,
or even Cathy Linton.
I really could care less about
The fantastical love
Of Bella and Edward.
But I couldn't happier
If you set me down
In Regency England,
Where love was sophistic...
White marble eyes, staring out into space,
Blank of all expression, all emotion,
A curious tilt of her head,
A serene smile playing upon the corners of her lips,
A snapshot of her life,
Of one moment lost forever in time,
Capturing all of her beauty, but none of her feeling,
Capturing all ...
During a rainstorm,
The world looks brighter and greener
Though there are clouds covering the sky.
And everything looks newer and fresher,
And seems to have a new kind of spirit,
Burning from within.
The gentle, melodious sound of the rain falling cleanses our ears,
Emptying from them all t...
A spiral staircase,
Descending,
Down, and down, and down,
Through the floor,
Around, and around, and around
A vast trunk of a vast tree.
A forest,
Coniferous,
Pine trees,
Green spotted with cones,
A snowy floor,
Thick and white and soft,
Snow as far as the eye can see.
Soft...