Writing Portfolio – Task 2 Creative Writing

Early Spring

It is the beginning of spring, flowers and trees rise and awake, the soft buzz of bees fills the atmosphere creating a dream-like place.

Listen. The roar of cars hitting stones, spreading mist and dirt onto the gravel road, flying up the hill. The thundering crack of trees twisting and turning eco throughout the landscape, birds sitting tightly swaying in sync to the movement to the towering tall trees. Listen, in the midst of the thick dense forest stands a deserted isolated hut. It is quite.

Look. Buckets of paint fill in empty space, creaking floorboards. The air is dense, it’s hard to breathe, filled with dust. The air is heavy in here. The soft crack of nearby rabbits burrowing deep beneath the hut, coming back up in search for close by plants, carats to munch on. Flowers springing with life hoping for a quick flash of sunlight, but the tall trees block the way. Branches, stick out in front blocking all the sun’s rays. But just a few manage to grab a quick glance, hoping to grow as strong as there fellow pairs. 

It is Sunday morning. The sun wakes up, overlooking everything from the center of the sky. It gives life. Beaming down to the ground beneath. The sun’s rays wake up the early bird. Its feeding time. Rays from the sun, shine down onto the ground below, warming up the insects, birds, eye up for its first meal of the day. Dew wakes up the grass, the heavy moisture lifting up the strands. The cool spring night left a water blanket for the grass, shading it, sheltering it. Over by the hut rabbits burrow deep into the ground protected by the floorboards above. The rabbits are curled up like mothers holding their babies for the first time. The smell of cold fresh air creeps up my nose, deep into my lungs. “Ahh, the smell of fresh air” I muttered to myself. It’s so fresh I can almost taste it. But numbness shoots up into my foot like a lethal injection. The power of the cold reacts to my feet like no other. The grass soon becomes tiny prickles being jabbed into my feet, seizing the power to feel. 

Look now, The sun standing firmly in the center of the sky, gazing down to the ground below, giving life to all. Tall strong trees grow thick with branches. Look closely at all the birds diving into dusk, grabbing the first thing they see, rushing back in all glory to there nest, feeding the littles ones.

And soon you’ll be laying in the grass looking up into the sky above, soaking all in nature. Relaxed. Tiny little leaves will slowly grow back over time, the more you come the more will change. Flowers will blossom, brighten up and as you look deep into nature you see everything better. As you wander around embracing the exotic colorful flowers and trees in bloom you’ll soon think that this is a place to be, in the grass surrounded by trees in a meadowy area surrounded by nature.