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Golden
Feb 28, 2006 17:55:07 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Feb 28, 2006 17:55:07 GMT -5
This came to me a couple months ago. I was drawing a picture of Angel Charby in a gold paint pen, and beside it I wrote, 'Not everything with golden wings is an angel'. Several weeks later, we started a poetry unit in English, and when I looked back at the drawing, I came up with this. ------------------------------------ Golden Not everything that's yellow and shines Is necessarily golden
Not everything that's borrowed Without permission is stolen
Not every demon that lives in hell Hates the living like its brethren
Not every angel that dwells on Earth Came down from heaven
Not every smile is sentimental Nor every compliment given
Not every youth reaches The goal towards which they were striven
Not every child is innocent Nor every adult wise
But look around, see what's real in life, You'll hopefully get a surprise. -------------------------------------------------------- I have another fairly good one that I wrote, inspired by looking at the windows on my dad's van on one icy Sunday morning, about snowflakes on windows, but my English teacher has it. I'll be posting it in a while, hopefully most certainly.
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Golden
Feb 28, 2006 18:35:39 GMT -5
Post by Scarecrow on Feb 28, 2006 18:35:39 GMT -5
Very nice... That's deep! And sooo true.
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Golden
Feb 28, 2006 20:33:34 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Feb 28, 2006 20:33:34 GMT -5
Mwahaharr!!! My parents just came home from their Oregon vacation, and my mom gave me back the computer with all my poems on it!!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------- Frost
Ice-blue maple leaves On a car’s tinted window Spreading, entwining Their delicate limbs
Racing across The dawning sun They cry small droplets As they disappear into the sky
But where did they go? The minute leaves Of a transparent white And frozen tears?
Do not fret; They’ll be back tomorrow Billions of ice leaves On millions of car windows To fade away once more Into the dawning sun. ------------------------------
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Golden
Mar 1, 2006 17:38:22 GMT -5
Post by Amelius on Mar 1, 2006 17:38:22 GMT -5
oo, very nice! I was gonna comment on these the other day but I got pryed away from the computer before I could. Lovely writing, and yay for return of the computer!
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Golden
Mar 3, 2006 23:56:51 GMT -5
Post by Violet on Mar 3, 2006 23:56:51 GMT -5
I love it soo much i suck at poems i write one like once a year and they don't even rhyme!!!! I'm saving that one!!!!!!Gawd I wish I had thought of that!!!
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Golden
Mar 3, 2006 23:59:25 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Mar 3, 2006 23:59:25 GMT -5
Ah, er, thank you! And many times the ones that don't rhyme are the best. Umm... Glad you like them!
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Golden
Mar 4, 2006 0:02:39 GMT -5
Post by Violet on Mar 4, 2006 0:02:39 GMT -5
Comon my last one was about a box! A box!!!!! metaphoricley speaking of course... I'll see if I can find it.
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Golden
Mar 4, 2006 0:10:37 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Mar 4, 2006 0:10:37 GMT -5
Heh, box... Since I got such a warm welcome, here's some more. None of them are nearly as good as the first two, but there's a chance of decency somewhere in them... --------------------------------------------------------- A Nerd’s Life
Today, I am happy, I’m as free as a bird. How, you ask, joyful could be a nerd? To which I reply, ‘Tis easy enough, If you’ll only allow me, I’ll show you my stuff.
I have a computer; I call it Big Softie, My mother never ever lets me drink coffee As I sit and I stare and I laugh and I giggle At Flash Animations of poor Chicken Little.
There are books to be read and art to be drawn, A computer geek’s work is never done. Web-comics and fan-fics and animations galore; How could anyone say the Internet’s a bore?!
But here, let me show you, the most important thing of all: It’s going out with friends out shopping at the mall! ----------------------------------------------------------------- How to become a hero Steal some gold, Kill the Giant. Find the old hermit- For your own sake be compliant.
Find a sword With an enchantment And save the king To show off your achievement
Make some riches And a dollar Princess will make ol’ King Your dear in-law father.
Heroes come and heroes go Who needs all of them? Just a couple vaqueros. But Princes reign forever; being evil has its fun- At least until the next hero comes along.
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Golden
Mar 4, 2006 3:39:17 GMT -5
Post by Amelius on Mar 4, 2006 3:39:17 GMT -5
hehe I like humorous poetry like that, 'tis very nice ^_^
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Golden
Mar 31, 2006 22:26:47 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Mar 31, 2006 22:26:47 GMT -5
Okiedokies, here's some rather angsty poetry here. It's not really angst, I'm not emotionally scarred, I'm just complaining about waking up to constant, very painful cramps in my leg in an overly dramatic way. Right. ------------------------------------------- Wake up from a nightmare Clutching my burning leg Close against my body Fire running through my veins
It will never, ever end; The anxiety in my sleep A trancelike state of pain My half conscience misery -------------------------------- Sounded better while I was composing it during P.E. today, I swear!
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Golden
Apr 7, 2006 23:31:38 GMT -5
Post by silverwolf on Apr 7, 2006 23:31:38 GMT -5
*snicker*
Sorry, I was just imagining how one "composes" a poem about leg cramps.
These are spectaculer. Keep writing, you have talent.
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Golden
Apr 8, 2006 9:57:18 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Apr 8, 2006 9:57:18 GMT -5
Eeeee, thankyou. It was strange. I had a cramp in my leg during the night, and then the next day I had to go to gymn, and while I was waiting for the leg to burst into flames any second because my stupid, flogging teacher wouldn't let me sit down for the mile run, I just started thinking of descriptive words. Polished it off during lunch, wrote it down, and scared the freak out of all of my friends.
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Golden
Jan 30, 2007 8:36:05 GMT -5
Post by Dundee on Jan 30, 2007 8:36:05 GMT -5
A poem of Loathing
Roses are red, violet and pink; The sight of your face causes me to screech. When love’s in the air and flowers have blossomed, I hope you wake up to a big ‘ol dead possum.
A warning to you boys, just to make things clear- You’ll stay away from my group of friends, or fear The consequences, for they are dire. Stop bugging us, or from school you’ll retire.
Just a little warning, a harmless valentine; But know this: Stay away from what’s mine. My friends don’t think you’re funny, and neither do I, So reconsider the next time you send a fake valentine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do hope it isn't necessary to explain exactly what happened.
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Golden
May 1, 2007 19:25:37 GMT -5
Post by dragonblade261 on May 1, 2007 19:25:37 GMT -5
*sniff...sniffle*B-E-A-Utifull! *gets sued by several different movie producers, actors, etc.*
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Dragyn
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Golden
May 2, 2007 0:05:34 GMT -5
Post by Dragyn on May 2, 2007 0:05:34 GMT -5
Ooh. Very nice.
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Golden
Apr 8, 2011 16:33:56 GMT -5
Post by nightreflection on Apr 8, 2011 16:33:56 GMT -5
I likes that fil'soficil stuff. Where's the like button? hehe.
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