Teen Poetry #8 |
A Summers night dream (happy poem) |
Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
The weeping willow sheds her tears on this warm, summer night. Not know when twilight nears but well knowing of his plight. The moon smiles with his pasty face. while the wind sings her lullaby. The flowers with petals of lace dance without a single wry. I'm sitting by the old oak tree admiring her song My body feels light-weight and free I can see no wrong I dare not wish to wake from this lovely little dream. But daylight has his own intentions To wake me with light, a clever scheme... ______________________________________________ umm sorry but i couldnt figure out a word that would rhyme with intentions and that would fit my poem. sorry i couldnt finish my poem. *wow that sounds like a lame excuse but its true. im stupid like that* Lolz! If you guys think of something let me know thanks! |
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Clockwork_Orange Senior Member
since 2007-03-23
Posts 620Space Camp, IN |
hey, i always hated it when people would do this to me. but sometimes it helps out a little. i kinda see a pattern. if you dont like it then dont worry i wont be mad or upset, just look. The weeping willow sheds her tears on this warm, summer night. Not knowing when twilight nears but well knowing of his plight. The moon smiles with his pasty face. while the wind sings her lullaby. The flowers with petals of lace dance without a single wry. I'm sitting by the old oak tree admiring her song My body feels light-weight and free I can see no wrong I dare not wish to wake from this lovely little dream. But daylight has his own intentions To wake me with light, a clever, clever, scheme... all i did is break it into a pattern and add one clever at the end. i thought it was kinda kool. maybe you would too. later CO |
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