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Post by kioushan on Nov 21, 2007 18:21:59 GMT -5
This poem is actually based on a story. Whoever can guess which story this is gets brownie points!
My Princess Dear
When she reaches her fifteenth year,
Rise up from the deep sea shall she.
Sit on the rocks by moonlight dim,
What did you see, oh princess dear?
For an immortal soul, I fear,
Her tail for legs she has exchanged.
You run and dance upon the shore.
Return to me, my princess dear?
The moon is bright, the sky is clear,
Her hopes and dreams have disappeared.
My daughter I'll see nevermore.
She turns to foam, my princess dear.
Now then, Haiku for you!
Solditude
A cherry tree stands,
Blossoms falling like the rain.
All good things must end.
And... that's all I have for now.
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Post by {×ÏÑk§tÊ®88×} on Nov 23, 2007 8:51:19 GMT -5
yay!
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Post by ogrefairy on Nov 23, 2007 19:14:06 GMT -5
Oooooooooooooooooooo!
Beautiful sweety. It's great to see some peopty with a lighter mood to them.
I have no idea what story though, sadly.
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Post by Wolfy on Nov 24, 2007 16:09:29 GMT -5
Little Mermaid, I believe.
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Post by kioushan on Nov 25, 2007 15:33:04 GMT -5
Ding ding ding! Give the lady her prize!
Ah... but I don't have an assistant...
You still get a cookie and a hug!
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Post by kioushan on Dec 11, 2007 22:42:26 GMT -5
The Abysmal Tea Party
Sipping his tea was a young boy quite dismal
"My god!" He exclaimed, "This tea's rather abysmal!
That brew in my mouth left a horrible taste,
My taste buds, I fear, seem to have been defaced."
And though he put sugar and milk in his tea,
The beverage tasted two times worse, maybe three!
Standing up from the table, he gave this report,
"This drinking of tea I decide to abort."
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Post by {×ÏÑk§tÊ®88×} on Dec 12, 2007 9:07:25 GMT -5
XD
yay for bad tasting tea!
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Post by NightWing on Dec 12, 2007 21:19:31 GMT -5
Very nice. It makes me laugh ^_^
Poor guy, must have been some truly terrible tea.
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Post by Keerott on Dec 12, 2007 23:40:07 GMT -5
Heheh, tea....
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Post by ogrefairy on Dec 13, 2007 10:45:11 GMT -5
*giggle*
That was great! ^^
Very entertaining. Bad tasting tea huh? XP
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Post by Stinger9 on Dec 13, 2007 12:52:07 GMT -5
Nicely done... unlike the tea  ! |
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Post by kioushan on Feb 19, 2008 23:56:48 GMT -5
The Picture of Dorian Gray
A young man,
hardly over twenty,
Has fallen in love
with the corruption of his soul.
A gift from his friend,
a painting,
Of beauty nearly surpassing his own,
now becomes more of a curse.
He shall never grow old,
his sins shall never show.
Only in the picture of Dorian Gray
does his true face lie.
And in the end,
does the face still show
What's hidden deep inside
or is it locked behind a door.
The Gold Rush
The Little Tramp did go up north,
To find his fortune there.
He fought cold winds and sought the gold,
But all he saw was white and bare.
The Chilkoot Pass did he go through,
And went naively on.
Seeking shelter in a cabin,
To wait until the snow was gone.
Thanksgiving dinner was a boot,
For poor old Tramp and friends.
And in the end the Tramp went on
To finally make his honest ends.
In the dance hall Georgia stands
And Tramp did fall in love.
When finally he struck the gold,
Georgia was all he could think of.
The ex-Tramp now a millionaire,
But Georgia he had not.
Then suddenly he realized
Georgia was on the same boat!
So I put up some more poetry... errr. I'm not really original in my naming of poetry, so they're both named on the things they're based on. So the novel "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde and "The Gold Rush" a silent movie by Charlie Chaplin.
The first one is written in free verse whereas the second is in ballad format.
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whitewolf1989
Junior Member
I'm sorry what's the question again?
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Post by whitewolf1989 on Feb 20, 2008 5:01:06 GMT -5
wow I like keep the poems coming and I'll keep on reading ;D
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