Murasaki, good
at writing haikus about stuff
i admire them (murasaki's poems)

Shell Shock is so fun
Murasaki, me, had fun
Tobisper did too

I'm happy nao, so here's a happy poem (I know, moodswings :P) It's also about a crazy dream I keep having. Just so you know, the Swingropes aren't real, they were part of my dream.

Swingropes

Have you ever been to the Swingropes?
Down past the Church, nope?
The tides wash past the bars of steel,
But the water you cannot feel.
It sometimes is straight,
Sometimes in a round shape.
The wood under your feet does not splinter,
But cold is it like Winter.

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I know, the poem didn't explain much about the dream. So, I will in words, then you re-read the poem, and see if you understand it this time. When the *Swingropes in my dream are straight, it has a steeple kind of like a Church's on top of it. The Tides that you cannot feel only applies to when the Swingropes are round, and the Tides, once they hit you, dissapear. The Wood under your feet only applies to the circle, too, and it does not splinter because it has an icy texture, which is where I got the cold as Winter. I know, my dream is confusing and has no point.

This Haiku Mr Schmidds advised me to write.

Apples
Apples are awesome,
As red or green as needed,
Less than you could do.

lol roccess :D
I like ur poems and the way ur writing those long poems if yours... i'll call them "The Rocce Poem!" :D

Mr Schmidds, how do you pronounce 'Rocce'? Rossie or Rock?

Oh, and I knew there was something I forgot! The star up there by Swingropes, the definition is here:
*Swingropes- A made up name for unstable monkeybars made of a wood and rope mesh

I don't think this next poem is a Rocce.

Sunny Day

A sunny day may be great,
For playing, picnics, and other things you may find.
But sunny days you may hate,
For sunburn, bugs, and becoming blind.

A sunny day would make you sleepy,
For reasons countless.
Or sunny days could make you sheepy,
You'd rather be inside, doing less.

Lol I make up all poems as I go along. They just have to be the right mood, and viola. I'm not saying that my poems are actually great, but I bet it's better than some people.

Only part of the poem rhymes. Mr Schmidds this poem I put your name in, I don't know why xD

Mr Schmidds, I bid you
Schmiddy,
I bid you greeting of dawn,
The sun shines a nice orange to bask in- you heard!
Orange for today's spirit, soaring like a bird!

Mr Schmidds,
I big you greeting of day,
All the finest lakes are a perfect bluey-blue.
The Sphinx couldn't find a riddle as complicated, that's true.

Schmidd-Schmidd,
I bid you farewell of dusk,
The purple in the sky is too thievish to trust,
But I must be off, so trust it if I must.

Schmiddeh,
I bid you farewell of the night,
The black of space inturrupted through stars,
Though the sadness of the sky will not come down as far.

Meep.

ok :D rocce is pronounced "rossie"
And ur poems are taking the spotlight :D I'll write one

Roccess's Poems
Roccess ur poems
Are really very good.
They really fit here ;)

Can I right my own poems on your forum post ?

@MetalHeart, right now it's only me and Mr Schmidds, but anyone can write on here.

This next poem is about Ravens. Free verse.

The Blackest of All Birds

The Raven,
Flying silent,
Yelling loudly.
Skills best used at night,
Yet used then not often.
Easy prey,
Unsuspecting fighters,
Blackest bird.

UGG my last poem didn't post D:

This is just a haiku...

Soldier
Dressed in red and gold,
Sword, shield, metal helmet,
Necklace for luck, and boots.