Naomi Tyhurst

Joined February 2021

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Bio

Art is meant to be seen and stories are meant to be heard. I create, because I want to share the dreams playing in my head.

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Takes Time
Today trails to tomorrow, tirelessly trapping time. Thoughts tangle tonight though, transforming trust to tolerance,
By Naomi Tyhurst8 days ago in Poets
Unpredictable
The Weather News says it'll be sunny for weeks But heavy rain pours and the wild wind shrieks. Take a step outside, and the rain becomes snow.
By Naomi Tyhurst21 days ago in Poets
Contrary Minds
The human mind is such a contradiction We desire both freedom and restriction We are the main character in our own lives And yet the most helpless victim in our own eyes
By Naomi Tyhurst21 days ago in Poets
The French Revolution
United by rage Bloody nails tear off crowns when the ravenous rise
By Naomi Tyhurstabout a month ago in Poets
Courage
All people have fear But courage is uncommon For it is fleeting In an adversary's face And shown through the choice you make
By Naomi Tyhurst2 months ago in Poets
Rebirth
Earth When the dead lies down I draw them into my heart To be born again Water I caress the land And fall in weeping torrents
By Naomi Tyhurst3 months ago in Poets
A Cup full of Nonsense
First I see the endless void I'm too bemused to feel annoyed. Am I free falling or flying up? Doesn't matter, though it seemed abrupt,
By Naomi Tyhurst3 months ago in Poets
The Dandelion Seed
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It was lush, bright, wild, and it breathed like an enormous, green beast.
By Naomi Tyhurst3 months ago in Fiction
The Color of Death
The blush of life fades as light and warmth drains away turning the corpse blue
By Naomi Tyhurst4 months ago in Poets
The Passover Experiment
Something felt disconcertingly off that morning to Jezzy as she stared at the dark screen on her phone. The sky was bright and she listened the wind whistling between the snow laden branches and rustling trees for a long time before it finally hit her. Jezzy didn't normally notice outdoor sounds.
By Naomi Tyhurst4 months ago in Fiction
Mountain
Though I started small, by slow collisions I'll rise crowned in clouds and light.
By Naomi Tyhurst5 months ago in Poets
The Hollow Dragon
"Nature has a way of turning herself inside out whenever she needs a refresher." Tess stood in the rain on a simple, observation deck built into the side of the hill, barely minding the water drenching her seagreen robes and puddling at her feet. “You noticed this?” she asked, brushing a hand through her short-cropped hair and spraying the dragon next to her.
By Naomi Tyhurst5 months ago in Fiction

Naomi Tyhurst

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Takes Time

Unpredictable

Contrary Minds

The French Revolution

Courage

Rebirth

A Cup full of Nonsense

The Dandelion Seed

The Color of Death

The Passover Experiment

Mountain

The Hollow Dragon

Stories (14/0)