I would start but I already got one of mine for my signature. So, someone else, take it away.

Guess I\'ll put a few here. I suck as a poet, but I try anyway XP.
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Lost Memories

A long trip bravely travelled,
On a bus from distant lands.
The hall of music awaits our arrival,
So that the competition may begin.
Yet in my mind other thoughts arise,
And I begin to ponder things,
As I look out to the falling rain.

This place we\'re in,
It seems so familiar to me,
Yet my memory fails.
I can only hear the rain now,
As I try to remember when;
When I saw this place for the first time,
And why I\'m remembering now.


The gray skies, the bright lightning;
All in my memories I can\'t remember.
The musical competition started soon,
But I wanted to stay,
And stare into the skies,
Trying to remember why I remember,
And why now.

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I have more, but I think I\'ll stick with this one for now.

That was good! What did you think of mine though. The one I put is my best one.

Penguinz:

Penguins cationously reside,
on our planet\'s underside.
Where they\'re careful not to cough,
lest they trip and tumble off.

Thanks for the compliment. Your poem is great! The feeling about it is great. Please, post more.

I would but I can\'t find them right now and I looked everywhere and still cant find them:(

Time to breathe life into this topic.

Thumb out, desperate for company,
The desert sands blowing in the wind,
And the heat blazing from the sun\'s bright light.

She is alone, waiting;
Waiting for her chariot,
So she may venture to the Golden Land;
The realm of Gods and Goddesses that
May bring her the peace she needs
To make her utopia complete.

Nary a traveller dare venture this far.
The treacherous path has taken many,
Leaving only the yearning soul that calls for harmony.
A brave woman is she, for risking it all.

Perhaps her tale teaches a lesson clear to us all,
For if you seek happiness you must always take the fall.

That\'s a poem I wrote for the Third Tuesday Coffee-House, a poetry recital function in the area. It\'s a lot of fun.

<clapping>That was good. It would be better if some othes would post some though. Heres one.

Life,
like fire.
It burns in th heart,
waiting to fade away....

\'Tis very good. Brief, but good, and makes a good point it does. I think I\'ll post another, if that\'s alright.

\'Tis a poem involving past events, and my furrydom.

The Fire of Life

I stand alone in a secluded field,
Staring into the sky, yearning for
Peace, yearning for a place in which
I belong, in which I can live,
Without worry, without fear.

My fur of burning orange, in my
Sorrow lost it\'s fire, as my soul
Lost it\'s will to live, to move on.
Anguish and fear engulf my
Essence, my thoughts and feelings.
All will leaves my soul.

First leaves hope, the hope that
One day I\'ll be fine, without
Anxiety or rejection. A small knife
Finds its way to my beating heart.
The pain, unbearable.

My dreams soon follow, staying
One tiny, untraversable step out
Of my grasp, teasing me. A
Great sadness overwhelmes me.

My fur of burning orange,
Extinguished by my falling tears.
I\'m left lifeless, hopeless,
There is nothing left.
My fur turns grey, soulless as I.

Hope that didn\'t depress anyone. I didn\'t mean for it to.

No need for rhyme or rhythm. Go freeverse! None of my poems have rhythm or rhyme, as far as I know, and they seem to do alright. I personally think I can do better, but whatever. It\'s all about expression to me. Just put what you feel...

Foxbot, you’ve already seen this, so you can skip reading it again.

I wrote this originally when I was in 10th grade for my English class. My mother wanted me to send it into a contest created by the National Library of Poetry (which I did). Of course I didn’t win, but the organization did publish my poem in the 1995 edition of a book entitled “Reflections of Light”… Having your work published should make a person want to do more, but I think this is probably the only poem that I’ll ever write.

Anyhow, it’s about one of the characters from my story. Whenever I get my hands on a flatbed scanner and fix this upload problem that I’m having, I’ll show her in the Fan Art section of the board:


A Body of Fire

Her broad muzzle starts the features of her face,
Her pearly white canines set the spark,
Her red eyes are electrifying and are always shining and
shall always set the flame,
Her long, dark lashes so thin;
Her thick, ebony brows so simple,
Her full hair is the color of autumn’s fallen leaves,
Her auburn body is like a show of atomic orange fireworks;
Brilliant, illuminous, and always sparkling a black night,
Her blue clothes hug her closely like a sea quenching a flame.

A body of fire, Estellastarr, is what you have.

As I sit through out my days it feels as my heart may fade away.
I\'m waiting for you to reply and as I do I fear I may die.
I feel as though I\'ve wasted enough time sitting and writing this dumb rhyme.
What you\'ve done is a crime, and you won\'t get away this time.
As my feelings turn around, I feel as though I\'m not alone....

Sorry for the double post but I just have to revive this topic.

umm.... poems..poems... (searches in head) OMG i have no original poems!!!:eek:

It\'s ok. Not everyone is good at stuff like this.