Emilie Turner Author
Cold bites deep, a sudden bite,The earth exhales damp, heavy air,Leaves crack and snap beneath my flight. Frosty breath cuts thin and bright,Pine sharpens scents with bitter flare,Cold bites deep, a sudden bite. Chill threads weave a quiet rite.Breath hangs white and vanishes there,Leaves crack and snap beneath my flight. Rot and sweetness twist, contrite,Sour… Continue reading Autumn No More: A Poem
Sera glanced out the window of the spaceship. Stars and planets littered the area around her. It was beautiful… but also a sight she saw every single day. The vast expanse of space was now their home. Ever since Earth became inhospitable, they'd been floating aimlessly through the void. It had been years, and there… Continue reading Into The Void: A Short Story
You rise again, hanging quiet in the dark, as you always do: Watching. Waiting. Listening. You don't knock. Never have. I feel your eyes: Patient. Waiting. I never ask if you have time. You always do. Even when the night is crowded, and others talk, you leave a little space for me. I speak softly… Continue reading My Confidant: A Poem
Writing consistently and productively isn't just talent or something you're born with. It takes discipline, rhythm and an environment conducive to creativity. Whether you're working on a novel, short stories, a blog or a University assignment, a strong writing routine can turn inspiration into actuality. I've got ten tips to create your rhythm and establish… Continue reading Building a Writing Routine: Tips for Establishing a Productive Writing Habit
Maia stood still. Unable to move. Her village was gone, destroyed to the ground. She knelt, arms trembling as she picked up the discarded bear. Covered in soot and dust, it was the last remnant that remained. Nothing was left. No homes, no roads, no people. Nothing. She pressed the bear to her chest, her… Continue reading Defender… Or Not: A Short Story
In the dead of night, when even stars seem to fade, a faint glow lingers. Not loud, not bright, but stubborn, unyielding. The lantern glows softly. It doesn’t fight the shadows, doesn’t shatter the silence, doesn’t promise a clear path. A quiet presence, a soft pulse beneath all that was lost. It hums beneath the… Continue reading The Lantern: A Poem
They all say "it will be beautiful" but no one said how silence can deafen. . A routine appointment turned into so much more. Meeting you early was not the plan. . I was a storm of questions, belly stretched tight. What if I break? What if you do? Why can I no longer keep… Continue reading Learning How To Breathe: A Poem
Tick. Tick. Tick. Kaitlyn cringed as the loud sound echoed in her ears. She watched the clock above her, anxiety rising as the second hard ticked. Her leg jigged up and down as her eyes darted around the abandoned baggage claim area. Only her suitcase was missing. Just hers. No planes had arrived since hers… Continue reading He Follows: A Short Story
It is the year that I am truly challenging myself. This time it's with acrostic poetry - definitely not my forte, but it was fun to give it a go! Acrostic poetry is a form of verse where the initial letters of each line, when read vertically, spell out a word or message. The theme… Continue reading Acrostic Poetry
Tucked away in a quiet corner on the third floor was an unassuming wooden table bathed in the soft glow of a reading lamp. Beside the lamp lay a forgotten notebook, its pages whispering stories of transient inhabitants who sought solace in the hushed sanctuary of the library. Ink spewed across its pages, telling stories… Continue reading Light in the Darkness: A Short Story
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