ABP Creative Writing Club

Loss is absence of what once was Loss takes milk teeth And Santa Clause Loss will come knocking When not on your mind Will stare at yo...

I was no/where a while ago I'm closer now but for how long I'll be elsewhere until I go I was undone, not knowing strong I am n...

i was so sure the year would be different i was different      i wanted to be i was planning activities that would never see      the li...

I was only trying to move I was only beginning I was holding on to "soon" I was afraid of committing I was unfolding into a tomb I...

I was a kind hearted angel with no venom I was a person of happiness until the light went out I was here when the world was shaking the...

It started from a purple prosody case Puffed up with chocolates, brown and white Nothing compares to this delicious chocolate bar We a...

the politically incorrect warrior of these with green stacks the yellow sun had risen after the fact shining brightly onto a plate of spar...

They turn everything realistically pink, purple, white, and yellow, little marshmallow peeps, tiny rabbits that feed off the greens under ...

A multitude of pink skies Blossomed into a basket of pale yellowness left wilting in the green grass on a Sunday afternoon With a drink in m...

You cannot use the word "eraser" or "rubber" in your writing.

Unexpectedly stern For all her softy touch She sat there glaring Staring Watching me burn and yearn For words such and such Tearing W...

fades night's softening edges turns a day slowly toward some climactic moment bored or otherwise well-scored a cake you make sense...

Undo your mistakes Removing all the waste As I keep the aftertaste Next I will disappear and then I will appear No matter how h...

these words are intelligible to the ears resonating in both hemispheres retracing the ambient past being sentient doesn't last what...

I do not play Nor do I slay But if I had a chance I would glow And steal the ring I had spawn Today a sunny day in my opinion To...