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This is the one I use on my profile. I had fun writing it.
The Poet Oh the poet So sly with his pen He will fly you to the stars And set you back down again There are no places The poet can't go From the speed of light To a turtle crawling slow From the silence Of a single butterfly sneeze To the soft crashing to the ground Of the colors of Autumn leaves You think he works for no pay While you're reading all the while Only one thing is on his mind He is trying to buy your smile Oh but be aware This poet so smart Before you know it He has written into your heart Bert Jimmerson 2011 |
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If I could write like this I would indulge in poetry more often. Nice write.
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If I could write like this I would indulge in poetry more often. Nice write. Thank you Mig. Much appreciated. |
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A quill dipped and brushed in lilt.
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whimsical, and true!
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Thanks for the comments bastet126 and Sharris. I try to keep it simple so you don't need a code breaker to figure out what I'm saying. :)
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Thanks for the comments bastet126 and Sharris. I try to keep it simple so you don't need a code breaker to figure out what I'm saying. :) oh...you could miss out on a lot of fun that way... |
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Edited by
WordWalker
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Mon 05/30/11 12:15 AM
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Thanks for the comments bastet126 and Sharris. I try to keep it simple so you don't need a code breaker to figure out what I'm saying. :) oh...you could miss out on a lot of fun that way... Oh I have written things that I only hold the key for understand it. Problem is, no one else gets any enjoyment out of it. So, it's hard to share. |
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With pen in hand you lead the band.
Flowing so gently into our room With your words sounding,like a GIANT "BOOM". Nice job WordWalker and welcome to your new home...  
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You think he works for no pay While you're reading all the while Only one thing is on his mind He is trying to buy your smile Oh but be aware This poet so smart Before you know it He has written into your heart Shhhhhh!!!! Don't Tell Everyone!!! ;) |
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With pen in hand you lead the band. Flowing so gently into our room With your words sounding,like a GIANT "BOOM". Nice job WordWalker and welcome to your new home... haha.. Thanks. |
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You think he works for no pay While you're reading all the while Only one thing is on his mind He is trying to buy your smile Oh but be aware This poet so smart Before you know it He has written into your heart Shhhhhh!!!! Don't Tell Everyone!!! ;) Dang, looks like I let the cat out of the bag. 
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Humm actually read it from your profile and must say the flow is smooth as silk
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Humm actually read it from your profile and must say the flow is smooth as silk Thanks TxsGal. I write a lot of old style. Maybe because I'm old? 
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This Is Her Story!
She waits there, scared and alone the wind as her friend and the tree as her home...The scars on her wrist, memories of her past, each one has a list, she wants them to last! But she trie's to forget they are even there, but she will never forget. She runs her fingers through her hair, pulling it hard whilst starting to cry, her scars begin to burn and come alive. So she walks near a misty forrest, and seeing a boy, sits herself down..turns and says hello..this mysterious boy looks with scars on his face and his eye's blacked out. She isnt scared, so putting her hand onto his cold pale cheek..speaks, I know how you feel i really do..(You trust me and i'll trust you) Your life for mine..We will stay side by side. Nothing and no one can stop us now, they stay close untill the morn, when the sun arise's over the mountain's a new child is born. they say goodbye but promise one thing..to meet evrynight untill their days end! Each night they met as promised, but each so different..they got closer and closer, he stole a kiss upon her rose bud lips, his lips tingle like needles touching his skin. His eyes light up like fire, his fingers numb and curl to a fist shaped motion, he tries hard to release! One more time they would meet, she doe's not appear he stare's down to his feet. He waits so long for her but still no sign. He gives up and pase's around kicking stones, he starts to cut and waits and bleeds..he falls straight down..she finally comes out from the mist and smoke, but already in his grave she is too late. After she finds him...She remembered what she said...MY LIFE FOR YOUR'S...She then see's a sparkle on the floor next to his body..picking it up she pricks her finger, when seeing the blood she drags the razor blade across her whole body untill the end off her torment she looks like a childs rag doll...and lays down next to him and whispers with the last breath....i love you and i will take your heart with me forever...Goodbye <3 What do you think of my poem? its abit dark and creepy but it express's me alot <3 x 
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i love poems and novellas and this seems to read like a novella. i have tried my hand at writing a few times and im no expert or crtique but your punctuation could be a little better?
keep it up you have the spark of literary prose:) |
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This Is Her Story! She waits there, scared and alone the wind as her friend and the tree as her home...The scars on her wrist, memories of her past, each one has a list, she wants them to last! But she trie's to forget they are even there, but she will never forget. She runs her fingers through her hair, pulling it hard whilst starting to cry, her scars begin to burn and come alive. So she walks near a misty forrest, and seeing a boy, sits herself down..turns and says hello..this mysterious boy looks with scars on his face and his eye's blacked out. She isnt scared, so putting her hand onto his cold pale cheek..speaks, I know how you feel i really do..(You trust me and i'll trust you) Your life for mine..We will stay side by side. Nothing and no one can stop us now, they stay close untill the morn, when the sun arise's over the mountain's a new child is born. they say goodbye but promise one thing..to meet evrynight untill their days end! Each night they met as promised, but each so different..they got closer and closer, he stole a kiss upon her rose bud lips, his lips tingle like needles touching his skin. His eyes light up like fire, his fingers numb and curl to a fist shaped motion, he tries hard to release! One more time they would meet, she doe's not appear he stare's down to his feet. He waits so long for her but still no sign. He gives up and pase's around kicking stones, he starts to cut and waits and bleeds..he falls straight down..she finally comes out from the mist and smoke, but already in his grave she is too late. After she finds him...She remembered what she said...MY LIFE FOR YOUR'S...She then see's a sparkle on the floor next to his body..picking it up she pricks her finger, when seeing the blood she drags the razor blade across her whole body untill the end off her torment she looks like a childs rag doll...and lays down next to him and whispers with the last breath....i love you and i will take your heart with me forever...Goodbye <3 What do you think of my poem? its abit dark and creepy but it express's me alot <3 x Very nice UkEmo.
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This Is Her Story! She waits there, scared and alone the wind as her friend and the tree as her home...The scars on her wrist, memories of her past, each one has a list, she wants them to last! But she trie's to forget they are even there, but she will never forget. She runs her fingers through her hair, pulling it hard whilst starting to cry, her scars begin to burn and come alive. So she walks near a misty forrest, and seeing a boy, sits herself down..turns and says hello..this mysterious boy looks with scars on his face and his eye's blacked out. She isnt scared, so putting her hand onto his cold pale cheek..speaks, I know how you feel i really do..(You trust me and i'll trust you) Your life for mine..We will stay side by side. Nothing and no one can stop us now, they stay close untill the morn, when the sun arise's over the mountain's a new child is born. they say goodbye but promise one thing..to meet evrynight untill their days end! Each night they met as promised, but each so different..they got closer and closer, he stole a kiss upon her rose bud lips, his lips tingle like needles touching his skin. His eyes light up like fire, his fingers numb and curl to a fist shaped motion, he tries hard to release! One more time they would meet, she doe's not appear he stare's down to his feet. He waits so long for her but still no sign. He gives up and pase's around kicking stones, he starts to cut and waits and bleeds..he falls straight down..she finally comes out from the mist and smoke, but already in his grave she is too late. After she finds him...She remembered what she said...MY LIFE FOR YOUR'S...She then see's a sparkle on the floor next to his body..picking it up she pricks her finger, when seeing the blood she drags the razor blade across her whole body untill the end off her torment she looks like a childs rag doll...and lays down next to him and whispers with the last breath....i love you and i will take your heart with me forever...Goodbye <3 What do you think of my poem? its abit dark and creepy but it express's me alot <3 x |
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