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 Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 10:35 am
yo here we can put poems!! :3 i made one actually yesterday, its a haiku and has wolves in it, a small part though. i want to see your guys poems!! post them here!!
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 10:37 am
this is my poem;i hope you guys like it!! :3
(1) the silent forest,
peacefully as i lay down,
starring at the stars...
(2) gazing breathlessly,
as the wolves howl tenderly,
to their mother moon...
(3) i join in with them,
to the sky my voice travels,
but so mournfully....
~F.S.~ 
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 6:26 am
I was bored. :3
whisper of white faith
rally, summon, bark, yip, growl;
howl, cry our fury
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 1:44 pm
i likey it! good job!! :3
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:09 pm
I'd post the poem I wrote today, but it has to do with aethism, and most would find it offensive so... random poem time.
Peaceful one moment,
The next is total chaos,
Thunder clouds ahead.
When lightning flashes,
Children run inside their house,
Playing time is past.
Thunder booms loudly,
The house shakes threateningly,
Watch for tornadoes.
The storm is over,
And will soon be forgotten,
Until the next one.
Hoped you like it. This is what the weather is like right now where I live. XP
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:26 pm
awesome!! :3 i going to write more haikus
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:34 pm
A random poem I wrote in class a couple weeks back:
A sign of power
appears in a wolf's final hours,
through the trees it runs
the crimson moon, it rises, it comes.
Through the fields it goes
time begins to slow,
a shadow follows the wolf as it glides
now and then, side by side.
Eyes full of fear
glitter as a time of darkness nears,
through the silence comes a howl
summoning all,from beast to fowl.
The battle cries of the humans ring
rising above the fighting, voices sing,
the ones with souls so pure and true
summon a courage, so old, so new.
The song stops the fighting
and tears are seen through flashes of lightning,
the heavens begin to cry
as the howls pierce the sky.
The wolves appear during the darkest hours
to quell the fighting with their summoning howls,
they shatter the skies
with their protectors' cries.
The crimson moon will fade
while the wolves, our protectors, will stay.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:53 pm
wow that poems really inspiring....... i love it. :3
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 2:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:09 pm
I have another poem but im not sure if i should post it sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:22 pm
Post it, buckaroo!! That first one you did was AMAZING!!!
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:27 pm
ok so here's my second poem...which is also kinda random sweatdrop but its about a wolf pack.
Piercing eyes,
Protector's cries,
Running, running through the night.
Silently they come,
Quickly they run,
Growling, challenging anger's might.
Gliding across the land,
Powerful and grand,
Swiftly, without breaking pace, they fight.
Running once more as one,
Slowly they stop to watch the rising sun,
Resting now as the sky turns to light.
Strong in stamina and in will,
The pack settles to eat their morning kill,
By the setting sun, they take off once more through the night.
Throughout their homeland they run,
As a pack, as a family, they become one,
Singing out to the Lunar Sun.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 3:33 pm
Well, let's see...
Imagine the world in black and white.
Imagine that we were blue.
Imagine that everything disappeared.
Supposing I'd surely miss you.
Imagine we were the tiny ants.
Imagine that we were the birds.
Imagine that everything stayed the same.
Supposing that we were all heard.
And no one would be alone.
I wrote that last year, had to dig through my old notebook to find it.
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