Inspiring Writer

Winter is a Wonderful Place

2012-01-28T12:46:00.000-08:00

I put on my hat and gloves,
And my fuzzy little scarf just in case.
The season is just right,
For winter is a wonderful place.

I catch the snowflakes on my tongue,
As they fall from the gentle sky.
I smell the sweet taste,
Of my mom's home cooked cherry pie.

I make a marvelous snow angel,
As I lay upon the ground.
The wind blows in all directions,
And that's the only sound.

I put on my hat and gloves,
And my fuzzy little scarf just in case.
The season is just right,
For winter is a wonderful place.

I make some snowballs in my hand,
As I prepare for the snowball fight.
What a way to spend my day,
For the time is nothing but right.

I make a snowman on my lawn,
And I put on his button nose.
I pray that he doesn't fall over,
As the wind howls and blows.

I put on my hat and gloves,
And my fuzzy little scarf just in case.
The season is just right,
For winter is a wonderful place.

It's time for me to go inside,
For my cheeks are red and rosy.
I wrap a blanket around me,
And now I'm nice and cozy.

I sip on the couch and relax,
And I warm myself all up.
I wrap my hands around,
My delicious hot chocolate cup.

I put on my hat and gloves,
And my fuzzy little scarf just in case.
The season is just right,
For winter is a wonderful place.

2012-01-26T08:47:00.000-08:00

Hey

2012-01-26T08:20:00.001-08:00

Hey guys, it's me Sammy Creamer. I'm going to post a new poem in a little bit and maybe a short story. Could all of you do me a favor? Could you go on you myspace, twitter, or facebook page and tell all your friends to come and visit inspiringwriter.blogspot.com. Make sure to tell them to follow it also.

Thank You,
Sammy Creamer

I'll Keep My Head Up High

2012-01-25T17:14:00.000-08:00

I don't know why you do it,
Why you treat me like a mat.
Why you pretend we were never friends,
You stealthy little cat.

Well it's time you listen to me,
It's time you saw the light.
Just because your jealous
It doesn't make it right.

I'm sorry that you think,
I'm great at everything.
Truth be told I'm not,
I'm nothing like a king.

Just because I'm good at school,
It doesn't make me great.
I'd rather be a slow learner,
With a different fate.

I don't understand why you do this.
The silent treatment is lame.
This is just complete nonsense.
I'm sick of your little game.

I'm not going to deal with it anymore.
I'll keep my head up high.
Why can't we go back to normal,
Before the real you said goodbye.

By Sammy Creamer

Another Identity

2012-01-25T13:47:00.000-08:00

Each day before I go to school,
I put on my other face.
I act real nice and happy,
And I smile just in case.

But you may not know,
That I'm not as strong as you think.
I have problems and scary thoughts,
That are strong to make me sink.

You might think I'm lying,
Because I never am upset.
If you have a problem,
I'm the one that you would get.

But why do you come to me?
Yeah, I always help you.
But when I have a problem,
Why don't you help me too?

I'll put on my other identity,
And you never know the difference.
What you see of me,
Is really all fake.

What you don't know,
Is that no one cares.
I have to fight for myself,
While everyone just stares.

I'll continue to help you,
And you'll still never know.
That I need your help,
But you're just that low.

I'll continue to live my life,
With that stupid old mask.
It's time to help me.
Now that's your new task.

By Sammy Creamer

2012-01-23T18:25:00.000-08:00

My Name+Facebook Page

2011-09-18T10:49:00.000-07:00

I decided to tell you guys my name. It's Sammy Creamer. Here's my page on facebook. Like it please.
http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Sammy-Creamer/215749611819770

Child Abuse Hurts

2011-09-18T09:33:00.000-07:00

Child Abuse Hurts

Little Jimmy McHoward
Wasn't an ordinary kid.
The bushes in the park,
Was where he normally hid.

Why did he do that?
Why didn't he play?
Why would he go there,
And sit there all day?

Nobody knew why.
Nobody cared.
But then came Sarah,
Who was immediatly scared.

She first saw him in hiding,
And went right to the spot.
She saw him asleep,
In a messy old cot.

"What are you doing?"
She asked him right there.
Why was she talking to him,
Did she even dare?

He woke up right away,
And looked at her with fright.
He wondered why she was here,
In the middle of the night.

"I'm running away,
I'm hiding from my dad.
It's better to be here,
Than when he's real mad."

Sarah began to wonder,
Why anyone would do that.
Sarah sat next to him,
And layed down on the old mat.

"What's wrong with your dad?"
Asked Sarah right then.
"You can't run away from home,
You look about ten."

"He gets really mad,
And then he hurts me.
Look at my bruised up
All bandaged knee."

"Your daddy did that?"
Sarah asked the boy.
"He shouldn't do that!
It's as if your his toy!"

"I have no where to go,
I have to stay here.
If he finds me he'll hurt me,"
Said Jimmy with a tear.

"You're coming to my house,
My mother will surely like you.
I'll tell her what you said,
And you tell her too."

Sarah took Jimmy with her,
And they told her about his dad.
They told her what happens,
Everytime he gets mad.

Her mother was shocked.
She started to cry.
She looked straight at young Jimmy,
And gave a long sigh.

She told him she would help him,
And he was alowd to stay.
This way he would be fed,
And alowd to play.

During that long night,
Sarah's mother picked up the phone.
She called the police,
And spoke in a straight tone.

The next morning the police came,
And questioned everyone.
They asked all sorts of things,
And they still weren't done.

At the end of the day,
The police went to Jimmy's house.
They took his dad away,
And locked him up like a mouse.

Jimmy didn't have to hide,
He could go out and play.
He started to cry,
And asked how long he could stay.

Sarah's mother said forever.
He didn't need to be upset.
She said it was a good thing,
That Sarah and Jimmy met.

Jimmy was never hurt again.
He wasn't ever sad.
He would always remember,
His abusive dad.

Child abuse hurts,
End it here.
Children are hurt,
Oh dear, Oh dear.

Children are harmed,
End it here.
Children are killed,
Oh dear, Oh dear.

1st poem on the blog

2011-09-16T16:16:00.000-07:00

This is my first poem! Tell me what you think!

Stop the Bullying

You knew it was coming,
You saw the pain.
You should've known better,
Than to drive her insane.

She came from New York,
A far away place.
She thought life would be good,
Until she saw your face.

You told her she was ugly.
You called her lame,
And got all of your friends,
To join in your game.

You tripped her when you could,
You made her fall down.
You thought it would be funny,
If she ran out of town.

She would go home and cry,
Her parents would just stare.
They didn't do nothing.
Did they even care?

Without her parents help,
Your game grew stronger.
You started to wish,
You could make fun of her longer.

She started to dress fancy,
Hopeing you would like her.
But no you ripped her top,
And she looked like a blur.

She would tell the teacher,
And you would pretend cry.
Saying that it never happened,
And that she told a lie.

There was never a break,
It went on all day.
Nobody knocked for her,
And asked her to play.

Your game went on,
Everyone joined in.
But in a few weeks,
You would surely win.

She stopped eating,
Thinking she was fat.
You noticed her new thinness,
But still kicked her like a mat.

She then tried makeup,
So you would think she was pretty.
Instead you laughed in her face,
And called her a pity.

She then picked up scissors,
And cut her golden hair.
Thinking you would like her new hairstyle,
But no, you said she looked like a bear.

There was never a day,
When you gave her a break.
Then came her birthday party.
And the big birthday cake.

But what did you do?
You told everyone not to go.
You said she wasn't worth it,
And the party would blow.

She invited fifty people,
And no one came.
She went in her room crying.
Can't you see you won the game?

Then came the Monday,
When she didn't show up to school.
Even when she wasn't there,
You still called her uncool.

She killed herself,
Thinking no one cared.
Maybe if you would've stopped,
She would've been spared.

You were told the news,
And inside your heart broke.
Everyone asked why she did it,
But no one spoke.

But inside you knew it,
You knew it was you.
But other than that,
It was everyone too.

Stop the bullying.
Stop the mean stuff.
Do you see what happens?
Don't think your so tough.

Stop the bullying.
It's at a huge rate.
Stop the bullying
Before it's too late.

Hello

2011-09-16T15:33:00.000-07:00

Hi! I am Inspiring Writer. I have a real name but I'm not going to release it. I write poetry and short stories all the time and I want to share them to the world. You may use the poetry and stories for anything you want as long as you email me first at inspiringwriter98@gmail.com. Also, please leave comments to help me with my writing. Thank You!