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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 11:27 pm
by Beowulf
Phaser: read a lot and observe everything.
Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 8:47 pm
by Phaser
Any poets or certain pieces you would suggest?
Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 10:50 pm
by Beowulf
Sylvia Plath
Emily Dickinson
Edgar Allen Poe
t.s. eliot
Robert Frost
Langston Hughes
Those are some of my favorites.
Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 7:05 am
by Lobber
I just wrote this poem:
(Based upon a similar poem I wrote more than a decade ago)
Once there was a molecule
A molecule
A molecule!
Once there was a molecule of water!
And then it flew!
This molecule
And then it flew
Thru a cloud or two.
It went right up
And up and down
It went right up
Thru a cloud.
And round and round
This molecule flew around
A cloud that frowned
Then down it went, to the ground.
It said "Oh my! Oh my!"
The molecule was picked right up
In a drop! A drop of rain
"What am I to gain?"
And round and round
The drop of rain it flew
Thru a cloud or two
And round the drop of rain it flew.
Quoth molecule:
"If this is my pension,
I can't escape this surface tension!"
The molecule had to mention!
Up and down and round and round!
The drop of rain it flew
then down to the ground
It fell and fell.
"Oh no! Oh no!
What am I to do!"
Said the molecule in its plight
"Stop this crazy hydro-flight!"
Then the wind it came right out
And blew and blew
The drop of rain
It blew the drop of rain to the sky!
The drop of rain, cold as ice
Froze that day, into hail
"Oh great, this is nice"
Said the molecule who wished to bail.
"Wonderful, now I'm stoned"
The molecule now bemoaned
"How will I ever become free?"
Then the hailstone hit a tree.
"Hey you broke my twig!"
Said the tree who grew a fig
"Until you fell it was big!"
The molecule danced a jig.
For it had become free!
From the grasp of the stone
Upon impact it was thrown
It now made its plee!
"Don't bemoan your broken limb!"
Said the molecule with a grin
"Maybe you needed a trim,
Now you look quite slim!"
Then the sun it came that day
When the clouds went their way
Tossed about by the gale
Wisps of sky that are quite frail.
At this point I do demarcate
Would the molecule evaporate?
With a smile I relate to you
The molecule became some dew.