Crimson’s Creative Challenge: The Forgotten Cottage

Thank you so much Crispina, for hosting this challenge.

copyrights: Crispina Kemp

The Forgotten Cottage

‘Twas a forgotten little cottage,

 In forgotten little forest.

A young plump guy, who didn’t know why

He was alone,

Stared at the house overgrown

With weeds.

He’d come following those strange reeds

That grew by the riverside,

Strange things he saw, animal hides,

Colourful pebbles, patterns on the ground,

And soon he was lost, for he didn’t know the way round

The forgotten little forest.

He stared at the forgotten little cottage

With fear-laden eyes.

He looked to the ground, he looked at the skies,

He called his friends loud, he chanted prayers,

But there was no-one, nobody to help him there.

But there was someone in the house who’d heard the boy cry,

And there from the house, out came the most peculiar guy,

“Come he said my dear,” said the man who was not touched by age,

And there went the young guy, right in the cage.


Copyrights: Dragon Warrior

Well, here’s something about the “young boy”. There he is, do you like the way he looks? So, this time, I’m trying to write a story with characters from different parts of Earth and he’s one of them. Thanks so much for reading, have a great day (:

Crimson’s Creative Challenge: The Forgotten Trail

Thank you so much Crimson for hosting this challenge.

The Forgotten Trail

~ a verse by Tatsuya

Hiking forth, I stumbled upon

A thin trail, left alone,

Twigs and weeds, grown all around

That scratch and I frown,

At the edgy ground,

Until I see a flight of stairs.

Small stairs, Stones stairs.

Who knows they lead to where,

And yet, to the unknown, I follow.

Dark and creepy, the stairs went,

To a place I never knew or came upon,

Fantastic beasts I met,

Fantastic places, a purple sun

And blue grass, and roaming stouts

I had come upon a land of great adventure,

But alas, I did not know a way out!

A Letter for Crimson



Dear Crispina,

May this letter finds you in good health and spirit. I don’t really know where to begin for a lot of emotions are bottling up inside, as I write this.

You really fill a great position for me in my heart. Each and every word of yours holds a deep value. I know, I have told this many a time before, but really, you are a most amazing teacher for me. As I write this, I am filled with gratitude and admiration for you. Thank you for everything!

Crimson

A deep perennial river of knowledge,

Words from pen to flow,

Capturing precious moments of life,

Like a star, you glow,

Bestowing light to my life.

You’ve opened my eyes

To the wonders of the world.

Histories and cultures unfurled

By your words,

Hundred eyes to view the world

Through your proses.

Every night, before my mind closes,

I learn something new.

Dear Crimson, from the deepest core,

I thank you.



Warm regards,

Dragon Warrior