Post by creamwolfgurl on May 7, 2007 2:11:42 GMT -5
Three poems that are WAAAAAAAY different. Blimey.
Stray dog
He who wanders through the dark
With viscious growl and solemn bark.
An insolent gaze and scruffy mane.
He is the one who is hard to tame.
With barks and growls he insults from afar.
Who scorns when you walk on the road, black with tar.
Who chases cats to his heart’s delight.
Who rules over dogs with a kingly might.
You will die if with him you will fight
And when he is done he sinks into the night.
I was so proud when I wrote this.
Swan
Graceful sails are her swept back wings.
A beautiful love song is what she sings.
She dives underwater, just to dance
A whirl and a twirl, a flick and a prance.
That is she, a majestic daughter of kings
So gentle and lovely, happiness she brings.
(I wrote this for english)
Shag
Midnight feathers are a glossy black.
Moonlight shines on his sleek, oily back.
He dives underwater, in a graceful arc
When he comes to the surface, all is dark.
He shivers in the cool, ocean breeze.
Tosses on the stormy seas.
All he ever seeks is peace
His relentless journeys never cease.
(MwahahaAhaahaha. This changed 'cause I lost it for awhile)
OOOOH i found this in my files:
Frog!
“Go oh prince of the swamp.
Away from your dorm’.
Although the dark has gone,
Here comes a storm!”
('tis odd, but oh well.)
Stray dog
He who wanders through the dark
With viscious growl and solemn bark.
An insolent gaze and scruffy mane.
He is the one who is hard to tame.
With barks and growls he insults from afar.
Who scorns when you walk on the road, black with tar.
Who chases cats to his heart’s delight.
Who rules over dogs with a kingly might.
You will die if with him you will fight
And when he is done he sinks into the night.
I was so proud when I wrote this.
Swan
Graceful sails are her swept back wings.
A beautiful love song is what she sings.
She dives underwater, just to dance
A whirl and a twirl, a flick and a prance.
That is she, a majestic daughter of kings
So gentle and lovely, happiness she brings.
(I wrote this for english)
Shag
Midnight feathers are a glossy black.
Moonlight shines on his sleek, oily back.
He dives underwater, in a graceful arc
When he comes to the surface, all is dark.
He shivers in the cool, ocean breeze.
Tosses on the stormy seas.
All he ever seeks is peace
His relentless journeys never cease.
(MwahahaAhaahaha. This changed 'cause I lost it for awhile)
OOOOH i found this in my files:
Frog!
“Go oh prince of the swamp.
Away from your dorm’.
Although the dark has gone,
Here comes a storm!”
('tis odd, but oh well.)
. My other ones are newer and just as strange.
They're so cute, and it's great to see more people writing poetry around here. I'll go and read the others ^^ *scurries away*
