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Post by Dreamcatcher on Aug 29, 2004 19:15:07 GMT -5
The sun arose across the quay, Promise of a glorious day. Winged sailboats at anchor lay, on gentle, rippling waters sway.
Black clouds rolled in at midday, northeast gale winds found their way. Roiled and churned the water astray, water sprites came there to play.
Thunder roared and joined the fray, lightening and rain deathly gray. Swamped the boats to the captains dismay, Absolute destruction left in it’s way.
Nature exacting it’s dearest pay, turned heaven into hell that day. Left all at anchor lost that May, sunk deep within the briny spray.
All hands lost, the seas betray, all who do not the danger weigh. Made a grave in the treacherous bay, became the god Poseidon’s prey.
Copyright ©2003 Meg Nelson (All rights reserved)
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Post by alostandbrokensoul on Aug 29, 2004 20:48:58 GMT -5
Though ive never been able to write poetry with one rhyming structure you do it so well in this poem. It really caught my eye and I enjoyed reading it. I like your style.
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Post by bloodredtears on Sept 3, 2004 11:27:50 GMT -5
wonderful piece...i like the mix of mythology in with something that is a real threat! great rhyming, its very difficult to write a piece using the same rhyme scheme throughout...you did it wonderfully! good job!
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Insomnia
Novice
"Excuse me while I kiss the sky..."
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Post by Insomnia on Oct 1, 2004 3:55:30 GMT -5
This piece was so awesome... I could actually feel the atmosphere over the sea. Very, very cool.
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Oct 4, 2004 5:10:29 GMT -5
i am IMPRESSED!
well done, rinna
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