Unfortunately, my camera had a hissy fit on the second day, so I didn't take any pictures. Sorry about that! If my sister uploads any, I'll put them up here asap. However, as the title suggests, I did write a poem during my holiday. Shock horror, I know. It doesn't rhyme, but there is a patter in syllables. Creative criticism - as always - is accepted with a hug and some cookies. it's not great. But it's something. Which is....eh.... something. Enjoy!
Dancing Birds and Shattered Glass
Dark clouds full of sorrow,
Tempest rising on the howling wind,
To the left, a broken doll’s house,
To the right, a field of shattered glass
Bright skies full of fluffy clouds,
Shimmering water, swaying oak trees,
To the left, crowds of dancing birds,
To the right, a field of sunflower heads
Blue skies blend into black,
Two moods, two days, two different worlds,
Happy one moment, sad the next,
The confusion of a teenage girl.
The Next Day... Hi again. I just want to let everyone know about an amazing short story competition going on at http://dftbashortstorycontest.tumblr.com/ Please take a look at it, and share on your blog. All the money raised goes to charity!