Poem #41: The Wall
#42 of poetry sophmore year my english teacher took us outside, and told us to find two things and write a poem describing what we perceive about the things using the five senses. this is the other of the two poems.
Poem #64: Ninja Night (C.W.'s Poem)
I wanted him to be happy with at least one of my poems, so i wrote this one. probably never will again. i'm going to stick to emotions and humanity. it's more my style. anyways, here's a not-so-serious poem for those who like those.
The final stop is here
Thank you for reading my poem, pleas give some feedback to my poem.
My friend Amatsu
I promised a friend of mine, amatsumagatsuchi, that i would write him a poem that expresses my feelings for him. he is a friend that over the past couple of months i have become very very close with.
Dish
#2 of decaliyric: fox the first poem of my short collection of poems called decalyric: fox that was first posted on my fa page.
History Repeats Because Those Who Write It Write Repetition
First they came for the socialists, and i spoke out-- because i had read that poem. loved its pathos, its tragedy, and its warning. they came for natives, black people, immigrants, refugees-- and i spoke out.
The Seasons of Loss - short poem
It's been a rough year, so here's my first completed vent poem in awhile. earlier this year i heard my step-grandmother passed away. then a few months later i nearly lost the life i've been building for two years.
Dreams (A poem for Finn by Nick)
#6 of poems this is mildly connected to the white horizon. its a poem nick wrote for finn. he's my perfect guy, his green eyes, are like emeralds, as they look into mine.
One Dot Below the I (#2)
#6 of poetry three more poems and here's an old man wearing sunglasses and a girl in a plastic raincoat with a hood here is the man with the sunglasses now with his cane and the girl in the raincoat, now fading and here's your old father beneath the
To a Suffering Soul - short poem
This poem goes out to anyfur that is feeling this way or down in any other ways. you will always have someone there for you. if you need to vent, my inbox is open. i'll always listen and respond whenever i can. this poem was written on 1/13/2017.
Stalwart
#14 of poems i don't know where this came from. i guess poems and some drawings will be posted here till i finally am done editing some chapters from the forest and ups when downs. enjoy!
Absolute
#4 of poems i sat down at lunch today to rework chapter 14 of a story i've been posting over on fa, but the rough draft was so bad i knew it needed a restart from scratch. so, instead, i whipped out this poem.