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I like writing poetry along with pictures. I find if the picture inspires me, I write about what I see and try to make the reader of the poem, see what I see.
I wanted to get inspired by the Autumn colours and this is what I had come up with. When the inspiration hits, why not write? The picture you see with this poem is mine. I have a few of these pictures that I took with my digital camera.
I got this inspiration, from looking at a picture.
I felt I had to write what was on my mind. I think it takes a lot of time to let yourself develop.
This world has to come together as one. We have to let the victims of 9/11 know, that we are all here to support them, and to give them a shoulder to lean on in their times of need. Let them know.
I wrote this poem for my grandparents. I love them with all of my heart and soul. Inspiration from my grandparent’s picture.
This is the second ever poem I wrote for 9/11. A tribute to those that fell. I was very heart broken to watch the television the day of terror happened. My heart still feels the pain.
Ten years went too fast. It was ten years ago today, since 9/11 happened. There was sadness worldwide.
Even though I didn't know anyone or have any relatives on board or on the ground, this poem was written for the victims of Sept.11/2001. This was the very first poem that I wrote about Sept.11/2001 and the very first poem I ever wrote.
Life is too short. Kids now-a-days, grow up too fast.
Today was an extremely emotional day for a lot of people that lost loved ones on 9/11. I can't believe it has already been ten years since that horrific day.
There are people that truly care. Me, being one of them. As far as I am concerned, September 11th, should have never happened. All of those people were lost, now their loved ones will have to suffer every day, knowing they will never be coming back home.
A sad article about how a teenager wanted to further his education, speak better English and have fun doing it, but died on his first week here.
Every year that passes, I do my best to write a poem about what had happened on Sept.11/2001. Still to this day, I can not look at any pictures on television or the internet, that has anything to do with 9/11.
I love writing for children. I have quite a few poems penned and I am hoping to one day, get a children's book published. I got the inspiration for this poem, from a picture.
I love being inspired by pictures. I find I can write better, if I am able to have something to look at. I search for pictures to give that extra boost. I find when I do this, I can keep the writer's block at bay.
When will the hurting stop? This is another poem about 9/11. My heart goes out to those families that lost their loved ones on that horrific day.