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I have a variety of pieces and to prevent clutter I see it as a better option of posting them all under one thread. Constructive Critisism is always welcome.

It felt kind of weird to read a little line, a slightly larger line, and then a big line, and then start over with that pattern. And it was slightly odd to have to look around for the beginning of the lines, since the were all in different spots is what I mean. The reason, all of the english teachers I have ever had stress that for ease of reading, all poetry should be aligned to the left. (this "makes your readers happy and more likely to read onwards" they said) And in the case of this particular poem, I think they might have been more right than wrong.

My creative writing teacher from 10th grade would have absolutely loved this poem (a rare thing from her) but she would have docked about 20 points from it because you centered it. She was slightly bipolar though, so I'm not 100% certain I'd go for her word. Except the little fact that she was a small-publisher published poet. (a few poems here and there)

Untitled Narrative Poem

Sweet prince of Denmark dressed
Blacker than death
Clinging to thy father’s memory with every living breath

Surrounded by ‘loving’ friends
And crossed family
Fake smiles and counterfeit lives is all there is to see

But, ho, a bit of luck it seems,
A spirit calls
You to revenge his foul murder or perhaps cause you to fall

In the center of all
These fare weather friends
Only one remains true, at your side ‘til the end

Sweet prince of Denmark dressed
Blacker than death
The thought of this revenge gives life to every breath

Insanity has struck
You relatively quick
And from your antics and ruthlessness others feel the sick

The first to fall a
Good old fool
A counselor of sorts spouting nothing but drool

The next in line
A lovely little girl
Loses everything with her father, her whole entire world

Sweet prince of Denmark dressed,
Shrouded in illusion
Must keep them on their toes, simply add to their confusion

And thus they send
You far away
To far off England, a land as mad as you they say

But on the journey you
Uncover a sinister plot
And turn it on the bearers; send them there instead to rot

And thus do you return
To a home of hurt and lies
The end is coming closer; it’s time for you to rise

Sweet prince of Denmark dressed
As thy father’s son
A punishment for evil must never go undone

The final fight is here
With one ally by your side
You’ll bring the treachery to light, no longer can they hide

Your opponent lies dead
Uncle-father and aunt-mother
Everyone is dying, except for thy faithful bond-brother

The time has come
Revenge is now complete
Everyone is dead, now lie thyself down to sleep

Sweet prince of Denmark dressed
Blacker than death
Clinging to thy father’s memory with every living breath



Comments: I wrote this one for a class, but I love it lots because it's a narrative and I absolutely love Hamlet! He's a pansy boy, but he's a pansy who would beat almost anyone in a battle of wits...just not anything else. Shakespeare makes me smile.

Childhood was for Fantasies

Sweet little child,
All black, green, and tears,
There’s no one else like thee.
Frighten, the all run and hide
Whenever you were near
Scornful looks would follow;
Glaring eyes and sneering smiles.
Father’s watchful gaze
Distorted and Hateful;
Mother’s loving embrace
The only protection left.
But as they must
All good things come to an end.
Mother is gone,
Violently ripped from life.
Poor little child,
All black, green, and blood.
Childhood was for fantasies.
The only path in sight,
Revenge,
But once taken
Where will you go?
Still an outcast.
Still alone.
Thus do you wander
Until peace is found.
Are you still out there, little black?
Green silence
Has become thy story
And those that knew you
Are left to wonder…




Comments: This is another one written for a class. Most of the time the assignments were to either analize a specific type of poem or write in that specific style or genre. That majority of the time I chose to write my own since I'm too lazy to go out and find one.
It again is about KuroTakara's dragon character. I love that character and he's just a fountain of insirpation for me.