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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:18 pm
In class to keep my hands busy, I write poems or doodle. Yet, when i read them out load people are shocked to see that it has taken be a matter of seconds to write out a verse or two. Please let me know what you think.
-Ira
Apple
A luxurious gift from Adam and Eve That was fallen from a tree The soft green reminds you of a meadow on a nice spring day Water droplets cover the apple like the mornings dew. The crisp taste reminds you of sumer. Inside the core the seeds turn into the north star.
This was a description practice in my English class, however, it sounds like a poem.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 5:21 pm
Run away into the moon fly into the stars hand and hand we go together on a never ending adventure walk with me through star and ash rain down on me so that we can... Run away into the moon Fly into the stars Hand and hand we go together on a never ending adventure
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Bringth down from heave above bread in the ocean air side by side two friends walk
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 1:23 am
Those are really good! My descriptive poems can take hours... maybe even days to write! How can you do something that good, so quickly?!
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 6:31 am
I don't know.
I have always been on the creative side since I was a small child. I was always in art and music classes.
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 12:50 pm
Thursday's Math Class
Day of Hell:
Running through the street I see a man in a red hat he smiled at me with a deathly stare and i became no more Into Shadow I was cast into ash Burried in the Ground A living body trapt unlocked by an angel's eye lark, i was relased into the morning glory rebirth alas I am new
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In Shadow I walk day by day lurking in the night for anotehr day when that day comes shadows fall I open my eyes and see you fall
--- There is a man in the 22nd street window shop. Teeth of glass that shatter when he speaks children flee at the site of him yet his door wellcomes all! one day I enter to see queer man and i found a glass eye stairring my way.
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 8:08 am
Wow... that's deep, man...
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