Friday, March 27, 2015

Advanced Creative Writing: Epic Sentences

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6 comments:

Kasara said...

Traveling along a path as a train, the sound bursts through the tunnels only to be drowned out by in-depth thought- deaf ears can’t hear the music dance along the ear drums distracted by my words as I’ve recognized the face of someone I once knew- although their face has always been familiar their voice seemed to fade away just as the tunes in my ears- a person that was once so close has drifted so far away that despite them walking right by me on the sidewalk, they are miles away- their face holding so many memories just as a song; but they’re the ending, because even though you can always replay a song, it’s as if that person was a one hit wonder never to return again, as they’ve become a picture in the sand to be washed away by the waves of sound suddenly returning to my ears- the lyrics, as they reappear seem to correlate to the person, any person who’s drifted afar, and the song replaces time, it’s measures be the years and it’s notes the feelings this person left behind- this piece as a whole is as time, a memory ending as a song.

Thomas LeClaire said...

The Hat (200 Word Sentence):

A representation of pride, an expression of spirit, a sign of dedication, shows what side you are on, shows the team you root for, bonds you with a group of many others who support this team, something worn all the time to emphasize your view on things: who you think will have a good season, who you think will win the championship, and who you will support even if their season is not that great- shows that you will never lose faith in the team no matter what ends up happening, stay positive in times of trouble, celebrate in times of success, staying true to your team, all these things shown when you wear your hat: even though some see it as nothing but clothing, a style, worn forwards, backwards, or even sideways- but in your eyes however, it is something much more, a great companion, an item to support your every opinion about your team, gives you a sense of unity: it brings a group of people together with a feeling of enthusiasm- it is something that is important: more than just something that your regularly wear on your head

Nicholas Kilgore said...

Nicholas Kilgore
3/27/15
Class C.
206 Word Sentence

When I can feel something that was once alive, I know that I am lucky to be here, that not all things on this Earth are as lucky as the others, and when others talk about prosperity, they really haven't a clue what the word means- prosperity is not the things you get in life, it is the things you can do with your life; bones are just remnants of physical objects that have no meaning to anyone, they are just a sign that your feeble body was once on this earth-one must make society remember you as a person and not as a body, so that when you die the world is stricken with: grief, sadness, sorrow, and a bittersweet sense of happiness, and a feeling of honor, for they have known you, and not just the bones that had construct the vessel that you commanded throughout your hopefully prosperous lifetime; because bones and skulls, they are so very pale and bleak; for they are meant to be hidden under massive personalities, they are natures scaffolding to build amazing beings to roam a world full of infinite and endless opportunities, for all that have the right mindset.

Thomas LeClaire said...

The Hat (200 Word Sentence):

A representation of pride, an expression of spirit, a sign of dedication, shows what side you are on, shows the team you root for, bonds you with a group of many others who support this team, something worn all the time to emphasize your view on things: who you think will have a good season, who you think will win the championship, and who you will support even if their season is not that great- shows that you will never lose faith in the team no matter what ends up happening, stay positive in times of trouble, celebrate in times of success, staying true to your team, all these things shown when you wear your hat: even though some see it as nothing but clothing, a style, worn forwards, backwards, or even sideways- but in your eyes however, it is something much more, a great companion, an item to support your every opinion about your team, gives you a sense of unity: it brings a group of people together with a feeling of enthusiasm- it is something that is important: more than just something that your regularly wear on your head.

Gabby Sears said...

When the sky has turned dark, the sun is sleeping, and it is the rains turn to show, the droplets begin to soak into me, my hair is full of mist, the drops soak into my cheeks and for once it feels refreshing, my clothes are drenched in the earth’s tears, I become frustrated that it won’t stop, the sky is brewing, the clouds are swirling in haunting circles around my head, the trees sway with uncontrollable force as though they are being thrashed around by some dominant figure, the wind howls and vibrates through my ears and into my brain, the stream is coming down at a threatening slant, I am blinded by the rainfall that clashes with my already pouring tears, the storm slowly comes to a halt, time has slowed down enough for me to gather my thoughts, I am protected by my own mind, the rain cannot reach my now protected soul, it opens like a sphere around me, engulfing me into it with open arms, I am no longer vulnerable to this raging storm, I am all at once comforted in this harbor of safety, I listen to the storm rage above me, threatening to collapse on my orb of security.
Gabby Sears

Chris Casello said...

( 198 words excatly) (i posted once but i dont know if i got it)
as Dark lights shine undisturbed in the deep dwelling of imagination, my thoughts reminisce
with each other, as if patrons at a sunday soiree, mingling, masquerading, perfumes
emanating deep from their souls, with hate clawing at their very beings, figmented within a
world without imagination, as a fallen shadow lives, greys, greens, reds, oranges, all mix into,
a single presence of shallow fire - never to be found, but joy is found, and attracts those weak
enough to follow- over the tormented waves of glory, into the final whirlwind of volatile
downpours, and into the dark sailing, then a sudden sunshine a brightness that seems to fake
to be real, has dothed itself upon the soul and breathed its heavy air unto mine they look from
a far on me each with a different style of hateful happiness, the prominent with orange locks
as medusa and a searing smile that seemed to beam itself into the untapped brain that i call
my own, and even in the happiness the dark still looms and i return as this is only a dream,
and i would not like to forget the fire and hate and happy and light that i had felt