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Hiiiiiii!!!!! Welcome,welcome.My name is Amanda and me and my friends love poetry.So we decided to make our own website.So just read and please enjoy,I hope you like it.
SETTING SAIL ON DREAMS. Insanity leads to chaos, then to solitude... the fruitless effort of adding, meaning to what is meaningless. A lone, crimson tear, falls to the sea... the echo of the remaining star, cries out in the infinite vacuum. The least I can do is send my distant prayers, over the wind of time, Setting sail on dreams. By:Courtney Flaherty
Helo again,Ihope your liking it.Notice the pictures,I picked them out because it was pretty and its what the poet kind of imagines while writing.KEEP READINGGGG!!!!!
MORRIS MALLARD Morris Mallard is a normal duck, but it seems to me, he has run out of luck.
The lions are ready to kill, when Morris is trapped inside the mill.
Sadly his mom and dad are dead, his mom has no wings, and his dad has no head.
To you it may be so sad as it seems, but lucky for Morris, this is all just a dream.
By: Brian Sallows
NOSTRIL SURPRISE One day I was walking home with a box of sugar, when I saw someone picking out an enormous booger. The booger grew bigger than my hands,bigger than my head, bigger than my desk,bigger than my bed. Bigger than my house,bigger than my street, bigger than my town,it must've been 100 feet. So when your walking home with a box of sugar, never, ever let someone pick an enormous booger.
By: Brian Sallows
Do not be frightened at the 2 poems you just witnessed,for my brother wrote them and he has a very derranged mind.keep going.
''POOL''GANG WE REAL COOL, WE LEFT SCHOOL. WE LURK LATE, WE STRIKE STRAIGHT. WE SING SIN, WE THIN GIN. WE JAZZ JUNE, WE DIE SOON.........
Today, Today Oh what should I do There is not a moment I don't think of you.
The Bay, Oh the Bay Though so beautifully shown Can leave you bewildered and utterly alone.
The day, Oh the Day though The merriest time can hurl you to places of bitterness and slime.
Hurray, Oh Hurray For even Satan's fowl darkness cannot penetrate God's wonderouse world full of bliss. 3/27/01
War of Tears
Moans and cries of sudden death Fill my head, till my last breath. Sadness fills my heart and soul While hatred rages, black as coal.
A war has started, causing much grief So much death, it's beyond my belief.
Before I die, a mournful voice Tells me, don't be sad, Tis time to rejoice For now we leave those that we are fond I recognize tis the voice of the priest comforting all that shall be deceased.
The priest says that we are not alone and that we shall all be spared and condoned.
Goodbye, this world so familar to me, to maybe a world more happy and free.
A lot of people are afraid of death holding on to every breath But I,I have no fears For I have died from the war of tears. 3/27/01 by:Amanda S.
FRIENDSHIP All my friends, worldly treasures, bring me joy, bring me pleasures. All the fun, I have with them, lasts forever and ever. Thank You for being a great friend. By and from: COURTNEY SWIDLER
CRY OF THE WOLF One night,I lay under the cold dark sky with no moon. Inside my cabin I look out the window and fall asleep way to soon.I dream about a life I could be living in a tropical paradise. Somewhere where there is no snow and the weather is really nice. When........ I awoke to the most saddest mewling sound,as if it were lost and knew it could never be found.I decided to get up, go outside,and to investigate, when I looked outside and saw the wolf,I knew of its sad fate.I saw it as it lay there,its blood had shed alot. Its pup stood up right by its side,a sense of life it sought. I went up to the little wolf,and saw sadness in its eyes.I had to hold my own tears in,hands fisted at my thighs. I picked it up real gently,and brought it from the cold.Inside my warm warm cabin, and this to it I told: ''I will take care of you,little one,under the stars, under the sun. For I have lost my mother once,when I was very young.'' And with that it fell asleep,within my arms so very deep. And to this day,I love him so,through the spring,through the snow.And every anniversary,since that wolf died in front of me. I go on down right to the gulf,and hear that sad sad cry of the wolf By:Amanda Sallows
The Outcast
Love will pursue two people at a time, and the two will meet in old age or in prime. And there's one boy whose eyes,in sadness,will bag, and love will look at him and gag. I should know because the boy is me, and I have lost my love key. A love key is what brings love into a life, and I shall never have a girl,let alone a wife. I don't know what love is to me, and that is why I don't have a key.
