And now for the POTW (Poem of the Week):
Fire
It sheds its warmth,
passes through the streets
very
quickly,
destroying everuthing
in its
path.
It gives light,
and inspiration,
Yet leaves depression
as it subsides.
It is awesome,
ever-changing,
bringing joy and hope,
yet loss and despair.
It is different,
unexpected,
Traveling through
the streets.
It gives illusion
of great comfort,
While leaving behind it
Grief.
If you guess the author of the poem correctly (by e-mail, of course), then you will be mentioned in the next POTW post.
Meanwhile, please leave your truthful comments about this poem in the comments section.
Alrighty. You told me to comment on the most recent post. So, here is my spring poem:
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When I think of spring
I think of:
Soft air
Flowers gently spreading, blooming
And that last lone raindrop
Rolling over
that green
Oak
Leaf.
Laying on the patchy hills
Staring into
The burnt sunset
As the shimmering lake
Slowly turns darker
And darker.
The frog's symphony
Accompanying the
Bird's sweet song
While seeing my reflection
In the small pond.
The crusty leaves of autumn
Gently blown away
Not to be seen
Until the upcoming
Year.
I think of
Breathing in the season
And exhaling
In satisfaction.
So that's my poem.
Yay Catherine!!!! Your poem is awesome!
ReplyDeleteI like the fire poem a lot. It explains the positive and negatives of fire in a very rhythmic way. For example, how it brings inspiration, but then when it subsides, grief.
Here is my sentence for vex:
My little sister feels like it is her job to vex me at every opportunity she gets.
Thank you.
Thanks Ambika :D
ReplyDeleteROBY!!!!! MAKE A NEW POST ALREADY!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletei so agree with u ammu!!
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