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Posted Sep 3, '08 at 6:03pm

Zophia

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Okay, I have absolutely no idea... This poem sort of just wrote itself, so I REALLY don't know if it's worth anything... No real rhythm, no rhymes... It just is.

Once again, returning home
Once again, my body wrecked
Let me tell you the tale, my dear
Of the Bridge of Peace that failed its purpose

There were two kingdoms, mighty as can be
On either side of a mighty canyon
And each were ruled by a mighty king
Each of their mights based on tyranny

The people of each of the lands
Were nothing to the Kings, but food
Food for the dragons the soldiers rode
Food for the war they kept ongoing

The great canyon between the kingdoms
Was were every body got thrown
Each slain dragon as well as its rider
And every pawn slain for the dragon

The war between them had continued
Through forty-seven generations
And now the Divines had had enough
So they called on me once again

I went to the world of the two kingdoms
I built bridge between the halves
Hoping the two people would rise together
Causing a riot, making the kingdoms fall

I was a fool, was I not, my dear?
Thinking the slaves could work together thus...
Instead the riders and guards gained a new battleground
And my beautiful bridge was painted crimson

I roared my anger to their world
Despite knowing the Divines would punish me
As you know, I may not interact directly
Only use the sky and ground to guide

I threw myself into the battle
Killing more than would have died
The kings were astonished, and so was the crowd
No such creature as me had been seen before

But slaying the armies and slaying the kings...
What good did this do?
Yes, the war was ended
Yes, the pawns were no longer mere fodder

But the red bridge, build to be a Bridge of Peace
Will forever be known in their land as the Bridge of Death
And no person dare cross it
None of the pawns will set foot on it

So neither of the kingdoms exists anymore
But for what good were they destroyed?
One fear was merely replaced by another
And I was tortured for my error

A century has passed since then, my dear
I return now from the chambers of pain
To find you gone, your life expired
Why did the Divines chose a fool to do their biding...

 

Posted Sep 5, '08 at 9:24pm

jediboy277

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187 posts

GUY

My name is Guy
Guy says hi
Guy likes pie
Guy would die for pie
Guy would buy lots of pie,
if he could sell his Rye
but he canât, so he will sigh
Guy tried to make fast food and fries,
But Guy burned his eye
It even made him cry
Now he wonât even try
Guy tried to be sly,
Yes, he actually tried to steal pie!
But he was caught, and when he was questioned,
Guy did not lie
Guy was jailed, and then shouted, âWHY!â
Guy tried to escape, the bars he tried to pry,
But he was still stuck there, even in July
But then, there came a man, wearing a fancy bow tie
He said, âcome out, donât be shy.â
Guy went with the man,
who owned a factory full of pie!
The man said, âI need you to test my flavors of pie.â
Guy finally had what he wanted ,yes!
He finally had some pie

 

Posted Sep 5, '08 at 9:27pm

jediboy277

jediboy277

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sorry about the gibberish,it just came out like that

 

Posted Sep 5, '08 at 11:06pm

Shark7996

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The Battle of the Gingerbread People

Hello, my name is Carl Brickabraak,
Yes, the one you never knew,
I live in a very unusual shack,
My schnauzer is a strange shade of blue.

This battle began on a very dull day,
I didn't know what to do,
To every suggestion, my mind said, "Nay"
And I'd finished every single Winnie the Pooh.

Then the thought came to my mind,
It brought itself out from nowhere,
That I'd do some things of the baking kind,
And so, "I'll do some baking!" I did declare.

Something went wrong in the process,
Some mistake that I didn't see,
At some point my lack of alertness,
Made it all go down at a quarter to three.

I checked on the cookies,
And one lunged at my throat,
But to battle, I am no rookie,
So, I drowned him in a nearby root beer float.

But there were dozens of them,
All raring to fight,
I burned some with a fire gem,
My schnauzer helped with some bites.

I ran right out of MP,
Things were not looking good,
But I was not about to flee,
After all, this is my 'hood!

With some milk, I lashed out,
For everyone can deduce,
With cookies, using it's just the best route,
And works far better than any orange juice.

They just kept returning,
How were there so many?
And though many were now burning,
There were still at least twenty.

However, they all came together,
They formed the boss of this level,
He took away the nice sunny weather,
And summoned the rage of the Devil.

I said, "Not in my house!",
Then gave a great big yell,
With burning oil, I doused,
And sent him straight back to...uh...heck.

It's all over now, it's been a long time,
My schnauzer has long since turned yellow,
And though it is just made of slime,
I still faint at the sight of person-shaped Jell-O

Official Entry

FOR THE WIN!!!

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 12:33pm

mvpguy22

mvpguy22

331 posts

Shark7996 that was very funny approach...I liked it. Good work!

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 12:37pm

Zophia

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Lol, Shark, that was pretty awesome.
Your rhythm could use a few adjustments, but it is a very fun poem, I enjoyed it.

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 1:17pm

Gantic

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Long narrative poem. I'm not sure I'll finish it, but here is the first part if it's acceptable. I might finish up by the deadline if I have time.


Tales of White Rabbit

Listen closely to the Winds, hear Red Fox lament
For White Rabbit has eluded him again.
Listen closely to the Winds, hear Gray Wolf howl
For White Rabbit has escaped his grasps again.
He was borne of the Sun and Earth in the season new
Blessed with briskness by the Boreal Breeze
In a house hollowed in the fertile earth
Beneath the greenest grass upon the ground.
He grew restless in his green refuge
And so wended his way westward.
The third day drew him toward his destination.
Thereupon he came upon a warren of his brethren.
The lapin marvelled at his pure white pelt,
White as snow and bright as the Sun could shine.
So respected, they then made him their King.
By the fifth came his Brother Red Fox,
Borne of the Sun and the Earth in the season new,
Blessed with cunning by the Western Wind
In a house upon the Western Forest edge
By the greenest grass upon the ground.
White Rabbit, Warren King, welcomed Brother.
His subjects marveled at Red Fox's fiery fur,
Red as berries, radiant as the setting Sun.
White Rabbit, Warren King, honored Brother.
He held the finest feast for Red Fox.
In his haste he forgot to invite the honoree.
His brother, Red Fox, proud as he is cunning, spoke:
"You slight your brother for your brethren,
These simple-minded lapin who placed you in their palace.
I shall have my due respect and my taste of that feast."
He then in one swipe swallowed and savored
One lapin before him who stood too close.
Thereupon they found a fear in and of Red Fox.
Red Fox startled by the taste, dashed away in haste.
But the lapin who knew of this saw a vicious villain
And banished White Rabbit from their warren.
Forced from the realm White Rabbit roamed
The hills beyond the horizon for another home
But Red Fox with a taste of lapin had a hunger
And stalked his sibling under the Sun.

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 8:38pm

Shark7996

Shark7996

402 posts

Hey, Gantic, nice vocabulary you've got there. I kind of wish your poem rhymed, but that''s just me.

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 11:15pm

mentorso123

mentorso123

380 posts

where do we post the poems?

 

Posted Sep 6, '08 at 11:18pm

mentorso123

mentorso123

380 posts

i walk
lonely.

eek
at every sign of danger.
because
there is no danger
there is no color
there is no life
just me

well,
do you ask
what this is
no

i tell you
and by forgetting ,
you realize,
the poem isn't about me
its about you