Some poems.... Nothing really special here ;)

Elo, nothing really special here, just some of my poems..





My first poem is actually going to be about... Me writing poems??? Huh??? lol. Just read.





"My poems":



My poems aren't that deep,

they are just for me to keep,

to remind me everyday,

in every single way,

that I am an artist inside.

The words glide,

right out of my mouth,

and head south.

You see, writing poems is in the family,

in fact, you see, our grameley

is poem family!!!

My Mother is a poem girl, too,

I bet a poem is about to brew in her, too!!

But her poems are about to get published,

And mine?? Well, they are unpublished!

My poems is just for me,

So I feel and see,

the talent in me.



Eh, nothing special, like I said... But my Mom's poems are really about to get published.



Poem Puzzler: First person to guess what grameley means WITHOUT looking it up gets a prize!!!





"Is Christmas Coming???" Poem # 2.





"Is Christmas coming?" I soon wonder,

I think about it as I plunder,

under the cold water of my pool, for the final time.

As I think, as I ponder, I ask myself "Is it a crime to wonder?".

My heart pounces, my heart races,

As I think about all the wonderful cases,

that Christmas will bring.

I simply cling

to all thoughts of Christmas,

all it's joy,

and oh boy,

the great food.

Oh and of course the Christmas feud,

of who opens the first present!

Oh, the sweet scent,

of Christmas candles,

I don't handle it well,

thinking about it,

but not getting it.

I want to have a fit,

because I cannot get,

my Christmas time.



I'd thought it would be a good poem to write :)



Poem Puzzler: What am I talking about when I said "As I plunder under the cold water of my pool for the final time"?

Whoever says it first gets a prize!!!!



"The Ocean Waves" Poem # 3.



The Spalshing sounds,

it's beautiful crowns,

that were awarded to the waves,

I must simply say,

I have the most **************** time,

with the waves.

It seems like they dance,

it seems like they prance,

all over the sandy beach.

I bend over, and reach,

I touch the water, my lovely gown in it.

I do not mind, it does not bother me,

because the beautiful sea,

will not hurt me, or my dress.

How can it ever be?

That someone would be afraid of the sea?

I love it there,

and I dare say,

I would rather go there,

then anywhere else.



The beach is a lovely place to be :)



Poem Puzzler: When I say "****************" most people think it's something bad. But actually, the first REAL meaning of the word is actually very nice and good. Whoever says what it REALLY means gets an award!!!





That's all for today, but just let me say, more will come soon!!! Hehe. Thanks for reading!!!

Woah, great job! :D

Awesome!

Thanks guys!!

For Poem #3, the real meaning of the word is to be happy, and, as used in the Flintstones theme song, to have a grand old time.
Anyways, nice poems!

Thanks, Fangs!!!!!! You rock. It does in fact mean that.. YOU WIN A...... Congrats!!!

YAY!!!