Echosong
Ratbird
Song of the echos.
Posts: 61
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Post by Echosong on May 19, 2010 14:47:57 GMT -5
Write a peom and post it! As simple as that! You may also write riddles. (They don't have to be yours. But the peoms do.)
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Echosong
Ratbird
Song of the echos.
Posts: 61
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Post by Echosong on May 19, 2010 14:52:50 GMT -5
In marble walls as white as milk, Lined with skin as soft as silk, Within a fountain crystal clear, A golden apple does appear. No doors are there to this stronghold- Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
(Can YOU answer it?)
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Post by obsessedwithflint on May 20, 2010 20:34:20 GMT -5
Sunday
Sunday is when the weeks begins Sunday is when we play with friends Go to Church, laugh, and play We can't do it another day
Sunday is the day we honor the Lord We learn his love was ever more We are never bored during mass Cuz at least we aren't in math class
Sunday is the best day We all go to laugh and play but when we see there is no sun We just have to wait 'til next week's fun
The End
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Post by klops on May 21, 2010 10:49:48 GMT -5
very nice poem hey, math is not boring
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Post by mrsflintlockwood on May 23, 2010 0:09:51 GMT -5
Love the part honoring God! ;D Great OwF!!! I wish I could write. I can do parodies, not acutual stories/poems...
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Post by klops on May 23, 2010 10:27:36 GMT -5
Love the part honoring God! I love this part too
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Post by Ice and Rody on May 25, 2010 12:27:54 GMT -5
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Post by shadows on Aug 11, 2010 11:32:07 GMT -5
Swimming through my hollowed dreams. Seeing what the next day brings. My blackened heart begins to cry. Your failures I will not imply. Sit next to me don't fear or fret. Our destinies have now been set.
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Post by hannahlockwood12 on Apr 16, 2011 16:16:35 GMT -5
(im not really good with poems but here we go)
I am a wolf, running through the trees. Following the scents, on the midnight breeze.
I am a wolf, howling beneath a silver moon. Hoping that my loyal pack, will answer back quite soon.
I am a wolf, standing with my beautiful mate. We must stand strong and brave, and face any challenges we meet.
I am a wolf, Hunting with my pack. With the young and the old wolves waiting, for meat to be brought back.
I am a wolf, and I must kill to survive. But isn't that something we all must do, in order to stay alive?
I am a wolf, withstanding man's fear and hate. But many have come to love wolves, and for us that's quite a treat.
I am a wolf, wild, fierce and free. Living in forests and mountains, stretching as far as the eye can see.
I am a wolf, I'd never want to be anything more. And I hope that even after I'm gone, there will be wolves forevermore.
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Post by water42 on May 19, 2011 18:36:24 GMT -5
(I'm not great with them either...)
Another storm has come to us. The wind is rough, the rain is hard, there's fuss about it every where. It has been here long and has no signs of fading. Though are hope is low, it will never die for the sun will shine again one day.
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Post by CWACOM Fan cm on Nov 9, 2011 20:13:37 GMT -5
I made this one for Christmas:
As people go out Buying shirts with long sleeves, I'm in my lab having Hot chocolate with Steve.
As the air gets cold And the ground turns white I'm out in the snow Having a snowball fight.
The leftover food To say the least Is going to be used For a large Christmas feast
The Outofsighter Is decked with holly; The Christmas season Makes everyone jolly!
We can hardly wait 'til Christmas And all the presents we'll get (I'm hoping to get A new chemistry set!)
As you hang ornaments On your tree, Won't you save A spot for me?
I made this poem for the outside of a box that had a Christmas ornament I made for my neighbor. It was of Flint, of course, and she put it on the tree the minute I gave it to her!
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