Automat, 1927

He promised her that hour alone,

but time passed by

and he still didn’t show.

She sat down with her legs crossed,

right over left.

She stared at the mug as if it was a human,

still wondering where he could be.

Lonely, miserable, and embarrassed,

she sat waiting.

 

Her stomach was rumbling

no food on this day.

She still waited.

waited for hours,

sitting alone.

 

The hiss of the radiator,

hurt her ears,

but she shivered in her seat,

cold, cold hearted.

Still the abundance of her heart told her to wait--

and she waited.

 

 

 

 

24 hours on Miami Beach

The late nights lying down on the sand watching the stars in the sky. Walking the pier alone wishing someone was by my side. The lamp poles were just turning on; bed time was arriving soon. Mama told me to be back in right before ten. It was getting close to ten and I still haven’t got in the water. Miami water was so fresh and clear. When I stepped in the water I seen my legs and toes at the bottom of the beach.  The trees were so tall and windy at this time of night. The breeze mad me feel cold. Surprisingly a plane flew across in the sky I was convinced too look at the time. My old water proof watch read twenty minutes after ten. It was past my curfew time. My name echoed across the water. I looked on top of the balcony, my mother was standing and waving to me screaming it’s time to come in. I jumped out the water and picked up my towel off the sand. I began to step in the cold sand which made me colder. Skipping across the sand towards the house happily, smiling, and quick. I reached the top floor of the reservations we were staying in for one more day. Dried off quickly and sat in the Jacuzzi feeling relaxed and wonderful, a feeling I never felt like alone. This is what my body needed time alone in a quiet room.  Comfortable was the way I felt. Time was ticking we had to leave the reservations in just ten more hours. The checkout time was 8:30 the next morning.

Walking into the bedroom wishing I was still lying on the beach alone. Wishing my old cranky mother didn’t call me inside so early; I wanted her to forget the time she assign. The time was going by so fast, I was waiting for the morning to reach.  My mother cracked my door open she told me to pack my clothes for the next morning. Staring at the stars in the sky and totally ignoring what my mother was saying to me.

I jumped out of bed early the next morning. Rushing down the stairs out of the reservations to reach the beach. Tripping over the shoes that were on the bottom of the stairs. I ended up with a scratch on my face. It hurt me so much I felt the blood rushing down beginning to reach my neck. I had to go somewhere to get all cleaned up. Realizing the water in on the beach can do that for me. I continued running towards the water. Everyone on the sand was watching me but I was watching them especially while they were getting an awesome tan.

I was all cleaned up finally! I decided to lay my towel on the ground and actually look in the sky at the sun. Apparently I was laying in the shade. I had no possibilities to get a tan now! Although I knew I was so black already. It was hilarious to me. My mama came down to the beach with me which she never do it was something new. I thought she had to tell me something important but she couldn’t because all of the noise and the waves that was occurring on the beach at the moment.

“Mom why are you here?”

“Were on vacation and only have two hours left I want to relax too.”

“Well let’s go on the boat ride.”

I went to sign up for the boat ride once it returned back to the deck.  My mom and I waited on the deck to get picked up. We see the beautiful fish in the water swimming across one by one. It was an lovely day outside and so much action was going on around the beach. The boat was just pulling back up to the deck. I looked on my watch for the current time. It was already twenty minutes to seven. Time was flying by we had just under two hours to leave Miami. I was nervous to get on a boat for the first time. It was so big and I didn’t want the water to splash on me. My mom forced me to get on the boat before it left the deck. I hoped on sitting in the back row seats. This was probably the worst idea I thought to myself!  As the boat speed begun picking up the water started splashing in my face. We were riding past so many trees and the breeze was already strong the water did nothing but make it cooler. Before I knew it we were pulling up to the deck again, the ride was over. The time now read 7:45. I grabbed all of my personal belongings and headed up to the reservations with mama. It was time to pack or suit cases and leave Miami!

 

 

I have just finished my freshman year portfolio and it was a big relief It showed how much improvement I've shown over the past year.

writing is what makes me happy!

Steal a line from Neruda

Do not take away the rose,

I cherish it every moment.

Take good care of it,

water it every day.

Watch it grow week by week,

Sitting next to the sunshine from the window.

Don’t take it away,

the only thing that motivates me.

keeps me looking out towards the community,

keep me awoke and ready to explore.

Do not take away the rose.

Broken Bond

 We fought every day for happiness;

the measurement of success was low.

Our love was just able to fit in a cylinder;

the bond we had wasn’t as strong as others thought.

It was a struggle between two living organisms,

my brother and I,

and my life was being dissected, torn apart.

Little by little,

it felt like dangerous chemicals touched my soul.

We weren’t the same as before;

Everything’s broken.

We had become separate particles.

leaving each other ,

and now he’s gone. 

Ideas for a Saturday-
On nice Saturdays like today its always good to write something in your journal. It can be a poem, essay, short story or anything just get a writing utensil in your had and stay productive.

Hey everyone!
Don't forget coffee house is tonight at SOTA come support your seniors for thier last time performing on stage!

Hint fiction

Caution

The waves on the ocean were deep. Deep enough for a child to drown. The adults didn’t let the children in the water.

Missing

They left the door unlocked, now her wallet is missing. Kim was the only person here now she’s gone.

Gone

I just met her about two weeks ago. She’s going far away and now she’s leaving me for a long period of time

Double Date

My first time going on a double date. Twice as many dishes, twice as many kisses—it was great!

Waiting

I’ve been waiting for her. She walked in rushing through the double doors—still not ready!

This week has been a week where the weather been changing constantly. Some days it was hot and nice and some days it was just very miserable and dry or maybe even snowing. its April and I'm still seeing snow in Rochester. I'm not too surprised, its Rochester! I'm just hoping for sun and sun only this week coming up !

Do not take away the rose,

I cherish it every moment.

Take good care of it,

water it every day.

Watch it grow week by week,

Sitting next to the sunshine from the window.

Don’t take it away,

the only thing that motivates me.

keeps me looking out towards the community,

keep me awoke and ready to explore.

Do not take away the rose.

Child Protective Service

When I was 6 years old they put me in the adoption center,

to take me away from my family.

The night after being there,

I couldn’t sleep.

 

I wanted to go back to what I called home.

but I was scared of all the fighting.

So I stayed where I was,

sitting on top of a bunk bed,

biting my nails.

 

Shivering in the cold air from the cracked window,

I thought of what my mother told me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                Complaining of homework

 

Every day of my life I hear about 50% of kids who surround me complain about homework. “Why do he give us homework every day?” Well kid don’t you know hard work pays off? Most likely, later in your life you’ll be doing something you love every day. I understand that you want to hurry and get out of school. You can’t get out of school unless you pass your state test.  This means you have to do your homework to actually pass the course.

So many kids have after school activities such as sports, clubs, plays and more!  These are the kids that constantly complain the most! They have so much enthusiasm for the things they love but when it comes to homework they look so exhausted! After having a long day from playing your favorite sport, or rehearsing your favorite play homework is definitely not on your mind anymore.

When your teacher question you where your homework is most likely the reply would be I had a game last night I was tired. Being tired to do homework but having the energy to play in your game shouldn’t be the case. While homework is 35% of your grade in most classes it should be your priority 35% of the time.

When you complain all the time about homework it clearly get you nowhere. If you take your time to do it you’ll maintain yourself and your grades. Most kids have a two free periods out of the day. Everyone have at least one free period out of the day even though you may not consider it that way! Lunch, lunch can be a time when you complete your homework instead of complaining later in the day.  Kids that complain can become very obnoxious. Instead of talking about your win or lose at last night game homework can become your priority.

I literally hate kids who always ask what the homework was for last night was! Students who take everything serious but complain when it’s time for homework is so annoying! If you just do your homework we wouldn’t have to hear your crappy voice every day!

 

 

Writing hides inside your shoe,

the writing is unknown waiting to be discovered,

writing hides walking silently ,

 only I know where it stands.

Writing hides at the bottom of the ocean,

Where the fish swims over.

Writing hides under my sheets in my bed,

waiting to be uncovered.

Writing hides in the cake ingredients

Waitng patiently to be baked.

writng been hiding for centuries,

still unknown and is a mystery.

Writing hides inside my folder,

Waiting for my hand to turn the page.

Automat, 1927

He promised her that hour alone,

but time passed by

and he still didn’t show.

She sat down with her legs crossed,

right over left.

She stared at the mug as if it was a human,

still wondering where he could be.

Lonely, miserable, and embarrassed,

she sat waiting.

 

Her stomach was rumbling

no food on this day.

She still waited.

waited for hours,

sitting alone.

 

The hiss of the radiator,

hurt her ears,

but she shivered in her seat,

cold, cold hearted.

Still the abundance of her heart told her to wait--

and she waited.

 

 

Protection

               

                Protection is a 5’4 girl who is always active. She is a trustworthy person to have a relationship with. She makes everything she is surrounded by safe. Protection is always dressed in clothing that covers up her skin completely. When she goes hunting, her bulletproof vest is usually on. Protection lives all around the world; she moves from house to house. The neighborhoods she lives in are unusually quiet.  She has to buy an alarm system.

Protection is scared to be in a relationship because she is so concerned about her safety. She don’t trust anyone. Every day of her life she makes sure her house, car, and personal items are secured and put out of people’s sight. Protection has a problem trusting others because of her past. She lived in a house where people steal almost all of her belongings. She was used to coming home every day and missing something very valuable to her.  Protection’s past has made her who she is now-- an overprotective person

Negativity

Negativity only speaks when he wants his way. He is never in a good mood. He told me the group plan wouldn’t work out; he didn’t give it a try. He never agrees with others and their thoughts! Negativity always have something bad to say. I see Negativity everywhere. He’s always wandering around the world somewhere. Negativity answers everything with “no.” He does not like many people; when he doesn’t like someone or something bad has happened, his actions usually show that. People dislike Negativity because of the problems he causes. When you’re around Negativity, it’s like being around the devil. Be prepared for hell at the moment. He reminds people of nothing just an empty dark room. Negativity gets in a lot of people’s problems. Most of the time he ruins relationships.

Today is a rainy day where mud is everywhere. Its a day just to relax in the computer lab and get some great writing done. I'm beginning a romance story today off the top of my head. This requires so much editing afterwards. Something to expect from young writers or just any writer. Lets get going!

Thief of always
Chapter eight-thirteen
Prompt: Describe a precious item you lost or that was stolen from you.

                    Wallet
 I left my life in a small situation,
thinking I would hold on forever.
It was gone,
I didn't know where to search.
my life was taken away.
So many credit cards I had to void,
my life was thrown away.
My wallet was gone.

 I wrote a poem a few months back ago in November a week before thanksgiving. The poem was a rhyming poem but it was very powerful to me about life. The poem is below, please give me feedback.

I’m now walking dead.

It’s unbelievable I can’t even began to lift my head.

I dream at night so much while lying in bed.

 

It’s beginning to become sad.

It’s as if I walk around the world and no one looks glad.

 

Turning on the TV, and flipping the newspaper every day,

Observing how people die in so many negative ways.

 

I just sit back and wonder,

When would we change?

When would we get along?

Why can’t our young generation live so long?

 

The reason……..

 

Because the kids of today,

Don’t know the difference between right and wrong.

 

It’s the lyrics that they receive from all the inappropriate songs.

The killing never stops.

 

This is what the youth don’t see,

It makes life obfuscated to show who they really want to be.

 

 

 

It couldn't fit anywhere

I fought every day for happiness,

the measurement of success was low.

 

The love and affection was just able fit in a cylinder.

The bond wasn’t as strong as others thought,

my life was being dissected, torn apart.

 

Little by little,

Felt like a dangerous chemical touched my soul.

We weren’t the same as before.

But, DNA inside us was too similar

I knew we were related in some way.

 

I fell down so hard.

The gravity picked me up and I’m back again!

I haven't been working on much writing projects in class. This give me plenty of time to work on other writing I been wanting to began.

The Attic

I haven't been in my attic for years, centuries, and even decades! In my attic it brings back so many old memories. My attic brings a big, happy smile on my face.  I saw several of my old personal items and things I really loved. I was so surprised my parents and siblings didn't throw anything out! If my mother hates anything, it's definitely the idea of being a hoarder. My mother would throw my soul out if she had the time! The reason why I never understood my attic was because it has so many things we never used. My family has so many new boxes of appliance, clothing, books, pets, and especially ties. Oh my father! He is so obsessed with those damn things! you can just buy him any tie, an bow tie, an regular tie and maybe even a paper tie, but hell wear it.

Hey everyone our basketball season is going great! last game of the season is this evening Friday 13, 2015. Try your best to get out and support SOTA JV team at 4:30 and Varsity at 6:00 ,and don't forget its senior night!

Welcome Visitors!

My Name is Dan'Nae Palmer and I am a 14 and a freshman at School Of The Arts. I have just completed a writing course Performance word and text. at the moment we I am taking a class named writing for publication. I am a realistic reader and enjoy reading books sometimes. I am very athletic and love to play sports. I play volleyball, basketball, and softball. At the moment I am at the end of basketball season and is preparing for softball. I love helping others and giving advice! I love to write!