Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Two Photographs

by Mike Grossman



the world

of ABP
the Daily Pompeii Foundation
Go Badgers
Gentlemen only technology
in case of fire
all visitors must follow
this room
using technical analysis
be part of the action
exchange windows
in the library
the train
put a smile
in the same direction

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Write an Acrostic

This week, the Creative Writing Club members met and wrote acrostics. Wikipedia defines acrostic as "a poem or other form of writing in which the first letter, syllable or word of each line, paragraph or other recurring feature in the text spells our a word or a message." Please continue reading to see what club members created!

Tala

by Tala Anatawi

Telegraphically picky
Absolute acoustic           
Listener
Affectionately empathetic

Alia Alsemaiti

by Alia Al-Semaiti

A place to go for vacation London
Love
I am exhausted
Apple what I need

ABP I think it's the right choice
Lesson is a perfect think in a relationship
So much to do
English
Math is a way of
A lot of good things
Imagine
Tests make me go crazy
Instagram

Noora Alzahrani

by Noora S. Al-Zahrani

Not anyone else it's just me!
Optimistic
Organized
Rose.
A lot of undescriptive words.

Admirable person
Love is not enough for him
Zero hate emotions could be found in his heart
Ambitious
Honest person
Romantic husband
A million words are not enough to describe
No one dares to make him feel sad
I just love him a lot

Noor Odeh

by Noor Odeh

Novel and new
Odd if two
Observant of everything beautiful in life
Rear and front

Original
Design on
Earth from
Heaven

Bob Marcacci

Beautiful
Obscure
Bird

Miracle
Assembly
Ranging
Closer
Always
Clearer
Christening
Infinity

Latifa

by Latifa Al-Kuwari

              Liking to learn about unusual stuff
              Analyzing complicated issues
              Trying to create something different
using my Imagination to come through this life
     being Fluctuates in some way
              Awesomeness

Fatema Fear Love

by Fatema Abdul Salik

Falling down the hill, I gather the wild blooms,
Attractive songs of birds banishing the gloom.
Trying to come to an end, I am happy moving,
Elated with the morning cheer, the sun is glowing.
Mellowing the mood, vanishing the tears,
Allowing the failure to flow, the success nears.

Feeling the terror,
Eating away at your heart.
Alienating you from your near and dear,
Roaring in your ears, lightening the bars.

Looking in the eyes,
Overflowing with affection.
Vowing never to erase that sight,
Eclipsing any hate ever present.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Describe a Place in the ABP


What will you remember about the ABP? Can you capture its unique characteristics in writing?

Choose a place in the ABP and write a description of it.

Library


walk across the blue-black sea
book to book
a wood chair is a buoy
desks islands
sky white with circular suns and light
silver sprinklers

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Surrender!

Write a response to the expression: There is no option but surrender.

There is no other option other but to surrender


by Abdelrahman Kamel
No one can remember
The day on December when everything meant nothing and nothing meant everything.
When I opened the door of a man-made machinery and there it was.
A piece of my heart was laying there with colorful anxiety and cheerfulness.
I tried to resist but the smell of happiness overcame me
As waves of joy and


There is no other option but to surrender
As far as I remember
What matters is not our color wealth or gender
We stand strong in times of darkness
But keep in our mind and wonder
As times go by our rose is deserved
By days in which we feel unachieved
Ignorance and tolerance should not put a frown on our lives and faces
Sometimes surrendering is the most effective weapon used to attack our enemy but then be deceived. At the end what matters most is not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends  

Chosen Path


by Sa'eeda Mu'azu
I did not want to come to Qatar
But my parents forced it on me
After which I pleaded with sympathy of not knowing anyone over there
However they didn’t seem to care
After days of crying and pleading
I realized no one cared about how I felt
Then I knew my only choice was to surrender to the path chosen for me