the untold tale
by Maya Moore
As I entered the gates of Allendale Oh, an old city it was The aura of musk Took heed to my senses And the signs of acknowledgment Filled the atmosphere My fellow passersby Were greeted with warmth Oh, but there was something A little unsettling Perplexing Agitating to the soul There was a strangeness in the wind Of uncertainty Misgiving Was it only cast on me? I wonder The distinguished fellow upon my journey here Made known to me The myths of this enchanted place The age-old city With narrow, intertwining, cobbled streets For man to tread and be left wondering Why The gate within the city walls Had an entrance known To be so troubling Oh, the old city Oh, dear old Allendale
Maya Moore (grade 9)
My name is Maya Moore and I am a freshman. When I am not in school, I like to spend my time catching up with friends, or engrossed in a good book. When I am at school you can find me at the swimming pool, training for a race coming up.
what is your main source of inspiration?
My inspiration stems from the window I look out at as I write, persuading my verbal adventure and bringing to me a sense of calmness.
what message do you hope to convey to the reader through your piece?
Through my piece, I hope to convey a sense of imagination, where the reader can sit and ponder of the meaning of my words.
what is your ideal writing environment?
Listening to a Classical piece of piano music by Beethoven, you can find me divulged in my next literary work. Ideally, next to a window, looking out at the beautiful scenery, is where the magic happens.