Sunday, April 4, 2010



Freewrite, any genre.

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  1. I was looking for something to inspire me to write and came upon your blog. I saw the most recent post, and decided to take the challenge. This is what I came up with. Thanks for letting me participate :)

    She sits alone,
    a mass amongst the reeds,
    a still picture on a glassy surface;
    braided hair woven tightly,
    apron till attached;
    an orderly example in a
    strange occasion.
    Does she read?
    Does she cry?
    Has she strayed too far, or
    is there a safety I cannot see?
    The reeds blow with a wind,
    yet the boat's oars rest inside.
    No waves break the surface, and
    no ripples catch the light.
    Rather, a glassy double meets the
    bottom of the boat.
    Two girls, one less clear,
    still just as alone.
    A steady mass amongst the reeds.
    Yet, perhaps not so strong.
    For, how can one truly remain unwavering on water?