Poetry by Annee


Happy looks like a field of sunflowers.
Like freckles and galaxies and sunsets.
Party balloons and sunshine, wild flowers and sidewalk chalk.
It smells like a salty summer breeze,
Like birthday cake, and the air after rain.
It feels like the sun melting into skin, like a Ferris wheel ride above a Festival of Lights. Playing with sparklers under a sky of ink.
Soft as butterfly wings and velvet flower petals.
It sounds like laughter. Like story time. A lullaby carried on the wings of the wind.
It is made of fairytales and sunlight and smiles. An emotion woven by poetry.



Annee Clark is a seventeen-year-old aspiring writer who also enjoys acting in theater as well as singing and playing her ukulele. She began writing as a young child, starting with short stories, and is now working on a fantasy novel re-imagining the fairy tale of Little Red Riding Hood called Red as well as a poetry book which will (likely) be called Freckles and Constellations.

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