Tuesday, June 29, 2010
What should I name this poem?
a woman with a heavy heart himself hopless to increase true love. plz help!
Monday, June 28, 2010
Disastrous Poems
Weather
Loud and bold
warm and cold
surrounds us while we are asleep
and while we are awake
it is weather that is told
The Storm
The lights are flickering
the trees are bending
that means a storm
when the lights go off
that means the storm is here
Earthquake
I am in the kitchen
when my pots start to fall
I get my kids to stand in the doorway
my wife gets under a desk
and that’s when San Francisco Earthquake
struck
Pluto
He is a cold icy place
where no one dares to go
but if you do
make sure you have
a blanket or two
Loud and bold
warm and cold
surrounds us while we are asleep
and while we are awake
it is weather that is told
The Storm
The lights are flickering
the trees are bending
that means a storm
when the lights go off
that means the storm is here
Earthquake
I am in the kitchen
when my pots start to fall
I get my kids to stand in the doorway
my wife gets under a desk
and that’s when San Francisco Earthquake
struck
Pluto
He is a cold icy place
where no one dares to go
but if you do
make sure you have
a blanket or two
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