im in a middle of a war that i have no idea where im going. im by my self in the Forrest trying to find somewhere to go.while everyone else is fighting and killing each other I got lost from my squad and the human exterminators are around this Forrest. I’m think to my self why am I here? why am I the last one? Why?… I’m scared and frightened crying to my self. im walking down throw the meadow which i saw a lake. i love the feeling of sand throw my feet the soft and smooth also cool and firm to the beats of the waves. i get a urge to take my clothes off and take a dip in the nice icy calm lake. i look up i notice the moonlight on top of the lake in the shape of a ribbon. i was swimming a i see something at the bottom of the lake… something secretive ghehg
June 4, 2014 at 8:17 pm
This is definitely the right idea. Remember you don’t have to stick totally to the narrative of the poem. I suggest you consider the events that you want to happen to this character, and also perhaps decide who they are in a bit more detail (how old are they, what brought them to be in this situation, do they leave people behind etc)
This makes a good start.