Ann Kathryn Brusca

Whiskey Road A Long time ago a wealthy young man was courting a pretty young maid And he would frequently ride to her house, or so it has been said The journey was long, and a tiring one, And he'd often come home after the setting sun. So he decided to build a road. In those days past, men were paid... Sign in to see full entry.

Orion Orion was a hunter, in Greek mythology. A son of Poseidon, the god of the sea, He boasted he could run any creature to the ground, Which angered Mother Earth, who was by conscience bound, To try and prevent him, so the Scorpion she created. And sent him to follow and kill Orion, for he was... Sign in to see full entry.

Creation I am an Artist, I sculpt with words. Painting pictures with nouns, adjectives, and verbs. I weave a tapestry with words and punctuation, To fashion a fantasy of my own creation. I give flight to thoughts, ideas, and dreams, Not unlike the way Moon shines with its silvery beams. Ethereal... Sign in to see full entry.

Creation I am an Artist, I sculpt with words. Painting pictures with nouns, adjectives, and verbs. I weave a tapestry with words and punctuation, To fashion a fantasy of my own creation. I give flight to thoughts, ideas, and dreams, Not unlike the way Moon shines with its silvery beams. Ethereal... Sign in to see full entry.

Why must there be Violence? Why must there be Violence? Murder, Hate and Fears, Why must people be blown up, leaving pain and tears. Must people feel the need to vent their anger and rage. An eye for an eye, these are no longer words upon a page. People being shot at, people being gassed, Is there... Sign in to see full entry.

What will it Take? What will it take to get rid of guns today, That maim and kill and take countless lives? How many innocents have to have perished, Before governments act to take them away? How many children gunned down in the streets Will it take before people realize that Life must be cherished.... Sign in to see full entry.

Waterfall Walking through the woods and all, We came upon a Waterfall. The water tumbled down the stones, Washing over Old Mother Earth’s bones. The ground was lush with fauna and flora, With flowers growing in wild abandon there. And limpid pools gathered around its base, The view was peaceful,... Sign in to see full entry.

Trick or Treat It’s Halloween, and the kids are out, From house to house they go. Up and down the street yelling trick or treat, Running to and fro. Looking for treats and all kinds of sweets, And when no one is home there’s a pout. There’s a guy at the door with an axe through his head, Another one... Sign in to see full entry.

The Unicorn In the wildwood early one spring morn, Was born a beautiful Unicorn. He was tall and sleek with a gleaming gold horn, So his mother named him Aragorn. Now a unicorn is purity personified. To catch one is forbidden. Mankind uses a pretty maid, Who is brought to the wildwood and hidden. A... Sign in to see full entry.

The Unicorn In the wildwood early one spring morn, Was born a beautiful Unicorn. He was tall and sleek with a gleaming gold horn, So his mother named him Aragorn. Now a unicorn is purity personified. To catch one is forbidden. Mankind uses a pretty maid, Who is brought to the wildwood and hidden. A... Sign in to see full entry.