Post by ginny on Oct 14, 2007 18:45:11 GMT -5
(Le poems.)
Snow
[glow=green,2,300]The snow has come,
All white and cold.
Time for our summer,
To be sold.
Yes, fall stole it before,
But this is better,
Snow won't surprise us,
By getting us wetter.
And after Winter,
Comes wonderful things,
For in Spring animals are born,
And birds use their wings.
So really if you think,
Winter coming isn't all bad.
Even if losing our Summer,
Makes you all sad.[/glow]
Music
[glow=purple,2,300]As I listen to the music,
Asleep in the songs,
I think of all things,
I have done wrong.
From cussing to yelling,
The thing that clears my mind?
Music, sweet jazz to hip-hop,
It all helps my troubles un-wind.
The jazz calms me down, and helps me unravel,
And I think of the things to help me,
And go and travel.
Hip-hop is soothing,
And I like to think,
While listening to it,
Things don't go on the blink.
My songs, they're quite helpful,
And I listen with feeling.
They make me think to be much more careful.
If the world was like music,
We'd have a happier place.
Sweet people, nice people,
A better human race.[/glow]
Center
Everyone crowds around,
Watching me do my thing,
It's just my hobby,
All round this center the voices ring.
I knit and I knit,
Focusing on my work,
While the other kids laugh,
And say I'm a dork.
Do I really care?
No I don't, not a bit.
I'm ignoring the crowd,
And in the center I sit.
Underwater
[glow=yellow,2,300]Peacefullness has engulfed me,
I am in a better place now,
Watching all the golden fish,
Seeing the baby sea cow.
I can float farther into the deep,
I have left the beloved light,
When I go deeper underwater,
I'll make my thoughts turn right.
My usally restless mind,
Is peaceful in the sea,
But as I go back up for precious air,
I wish I didn't have to leave.
I am underwater.[/glow]
Like 'em?
Snow
[glow=green,2,300]The snow has come,
All white and cold.
Time for our summer,
To be sold.
Yes, fall stole it before,
But this is better,
Snow won't surprise us,
By getting us wetter.
And after Winter,
Comes wonderful things,
For in Spring animals are born,
And birds use their wings.
So really if you think,
Winter coming isn't all bad.
Even if losing our Summer,
Makes you all sad.[/glow]
Music
[glow=purple,2,300]As I listen to the music,
Asleep in the songs,
I think of all things,
I have done wrong.
From cussing to yelling,
The thing that clears my mind?
Music, sweet jazz to hip-hop,
It all helps my troubles un-wind.
The jazz calms me down, and helps me unravel,
And I think of the things to help me,
And go and travel.
Hip-hop is soothing,
And I like to think,
While listening to it,
Things don't go on the blink.
My songs, they're quite helpful,
And I listen with feeling.
They make me think to be much more careful.
If the world was like music,
We'd have a happier place.
Sweet people, nice people,
A better human race.[/glow]
Center
Watching me do my thing,
It's just my hobby,
All round this center the voices ring.
I knit and I knit,
Focusing on my work,
While the other kids laugh,
And say I'm a dork.
Do I really care?
No I don't, not a bit.
I'm ignoring the crowd,
And in the center I sit.
Underwater
[glow=yellow,2,300]Peacefullness has engulfed me,
I am in a better place now,
Watching all the golden fish,
Seeing the baby sea cow.
I can float farther into the deep,
I have left the beloved light,
When I go deeper underwater,
I'll make my thoughts turn right.
My usally restless mind,
Is peaceful in the sea,
But as I go back up for precious air,
I wish I didn't have to leave.
I am underwater.[/glow]
Like 'em?