Poem of the day

  The Purpose of Poetry This old man grazed thirty head of cattle In a valley just north of the covered bridge On the Mississinewa, where the reservoir Stands today. Had a black border collie And a half-breed sheep dog with one eye. The dogs took the cows to...

My Sense of Sight

My Sense of Sight There are five total senses that God gave us. Some people are not as lucky as me to have all senses. Out of all five senses touch, sight, taste, smell, and hearing, I would pick sight. Now I know that it’s not very creative and almost everyone...

The substitute

She enters the room you could hear the clonking of her black high heel shoes the children sit still and quiet not even breathing stare at her with fear and undivided attention shivering at the sight of the black hearted witch that has come to our school   kids...