Monday, July 29, 2013

The dust

Left without a trace
No goodbye no hello
The essence of a cold heart

Winter came, spring, then summer. Still nothing but the rain. 

Just embers of warm memories fizzling out into a grey dust.

Cinders blow in the wind like snow. The seeds of sadness are planted into the earth for the rebirth of natures recipe.

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Pippi and the pink dinosaur

By Stephen Unger

A girl named Pippi, aged 7, played by the lake surrounded by foggy towering trees.  To her surprise a pink dinosaur emerged from the foggy towering trees by the lake.

It's toes were as tall as she was, she looked up at the dinosaur and said "come home with me. I'll adopt you."
The dinosaur gave a happy grunt and followed her down a path to her home.

"Hey mommy, I adopted a pink dinosaur! Can I keep it?"

Her mom didn't seem interested.

Pippi shrugged and just turned back towards the lake with the dinosaur in tow.

"Oh well, I tried."

For three years pippi returned to the lake while on summer vacation with her family. And each time her mom said no or didn't to seem to care that there was a giant pink dinosaur right  outside the front door.

"I'm sorry mister dinosaur, it would be great to have you as a pet, but I have too much objection."

She walked slowly back knowing it was the last time shed ever return.  Suddenly the dinosaur lowered his neck and gave an inviting grunt.

She clinched upon the dinosaurs head. It raised his head and from height as high as the tree tops, pippi saw a world that she'd never seen. Mountains, soaring condors, the delicate tips of the towering trees and the entire valley all around her.

The dinosaur even walked into the lake so pippi could get a different perspective of the land around her. 

Finally, the dinosaur trotted over to the cabin, lowered pippi down so she could knock at the door.

Her mother answered only to find her daughter sitting ontop of the head of a pink dinosaur. 
"Incredible!" She yelled.

The dinosaur made an inviting grunt and mom climbed aboard. 

For an hour the pink dinosaur showed them the world above the tree tops.

After he let them off, mom said "thank you mr. Dinosaur. Sorry i never believed in you."

"Thank you! Bye" said pippi. 

Pippi waived goodbye as she and her mom walked away together.

 The dinosaur just smiled and crawled back into the foggy towering trees.

The end. 


Monday, July 15, 2013

The Wisher



Once there was a little girl
who wished for anything she wanted and she got
everything she wished for.

First, she had nothing but a small room
and a small bed. 

She wished for a doll.

And she hugged it.

Then she wished for three more dolls.
So she had a tea party.

She wished for some ice cream, 
but it wasn't enough.

So she wished for a huge swimming pool 
of ice cream with lots of whipped cream 
and a big giant cherry.

She wished for more toys and dolls
like unicorns, bears, butterflies, cats and dogs.

First, fake ones.

Then real ones!

She needed some space so she wished for a bigger
room.
Then a bigger house to go with her room.

Then a big yard.

A huge sandbox.

A swing set then a jungle gym.

She wished for some friends and 
a birthday party everyday.

With miles of presents
and loads of candy.

The delivery trucks came in one by one
to grant her every wish.

She wished for a street with houses
and a zoo.
A carnival, a circus and a park. 

She wished for trees 
and endless gardens
of the most colorful flowers.

She wished for lakes and rivers
and the fish to go with them.
She wanted the sky, a mountain, a cloud
and even the moon. 

She got the sun and the earth and every star.  

Until all those things she wished for were all in her pocket.

They were hers to keep.

But she looked around and it was very dark.

She tried to wish for everything back but there was nothing to wish for because there was nothing there. 

She got very lonely as she only had herself to wish for.

She then wished she could wake up.

She did.

And found herself in her small room, in her small bed.

She wished she would never dream a dream like that again. 

And she never did again. 

Monday, July 08, 2013

Hobbies

Excuse me for having hobbies 

Thursday, July 04, 2013

Lets get the facts straight

I'm not perfect 

You're not perfect

No one is

There's no special powers from Stonehenge. Science doesn't see eye to eye with fairy tales. 

Cold hearted lady

Couldn't admit she was wrong about everything. Chose alcohol over an iron to work out the wrinkles.

There's always a dark side of someone. Hers was her inability to escape her own demons and foster her crutches.

But I'm glad because I stopped giving a shit. I stopped caring because the numb minded lady stopped caring about herself.

Change comes from within and not because of others.