Im bored you are being force fed my poetry I wrote for a creative writing class :)
Ode To Life
Days of Spring take flight,
The storm in day-
Darkness in the night.
And she may say,
As the light fades,
As we gather the dry-wood,
As we sharpen the blades,
Say “All will be good”
As we build the pyre.
Watch it rise, watch it fall.
Steady is the fire.
And in the end of it all,
As the sun falls from the sky-
We built our own light, our own way.
And as the animals die
Their spirits never bay.
Their old life was honored,
As we make way with our new day.
Natures Hazards
The chirping, the creaking,
The clicking, the croaking.
The warmth draws them in,
The sparrows, the ravens, the critters, the growth.
The new day, the new season-
They all follow their path.
The streaming the buzzing,
The river and the bugs.
They all come out as
The frost is gone.
The sweet smells, drawing them in
The sweet smells, promising life.
The bright colors, like the flowers-
And the bodies below.
Sour juice, and crushed fruits
Poison seeps under ground
Of those careless creatures
Who ate from nature’s hazards.
