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    Livi Ryddle
    @anne_the_noob14

    @w-o-holmes

    ‘Tis true, my friend, your poem has lasted long,

    But, seemed it, made of angels’ song.

    Soft and smooth, ’tis ever flowing,

    Meticulously writ, softly glowing.

    And though we stray from starting purpose,

    Mayhap it’s for the better chorus.

    Dauntless, we, with swords of ink; our pens,

    Delve into a world of poems; wishing no end.

     

    I really need to watch it at some point… I’m missing out and I don’t like it XD

    XD Yes, Will, you coined it, it’s your word, and nobody’s gonna take it away from you 😀 😀 (No, I’ve never seen it, but my friend has, and I think I remember him telling me something about a porcupine.)

    *nods* Very nice! Here’s one:

    Pit-patter-splash! rain falls on the leaves.

    Splash-patter-pit! raindrops hit the trees.

    • This reply was modified 1 year, 8 months ago by Livi Ryddle.

    “Enough! Be quiet! I can’t hear myself think! I can’t hear my teeth chatter!"

    #97988
    K. A. Grey
    @k-a-grey

    I see you have entered a couplet war,

    But I shall post mine, then intrude no more:

    Divine Fire, flaming bright,

    Inspire me, Your words to write.


    @evelyn
     By the way, I really liked yours.

    "Atticus, he was real nice. . . .”
    “Most people are, Scout, when you finally see them.”

    #98005
    Evelyn
    @evelyn

    @k-a-grey Thank you. It was an idea that had been on my mind all day and it was refreshing to put into words. (:

    #98031
    Leon Fleming
    @w-o-holmes

    @anne_the_noob14

    Thanks, I give to thee, my friend

    Of written lays that have no end

    Of thought, of depth, of possible

    Ideas that could be written down. 

    Your’s too, it truly, a work of art

    And though I wouldn’t praise mine so

    Your’s is too of the clouds, the gold

    Though maybe more the falling cold;

    The waters falling, sunset glint

    These glorious meanderings. 

    But still more glorious is the King

    Who made all things so beautifully.

    To Him I give my gratitude

    In Him eternally I place

    My faith bestowed upon me by

    His Son, Jesus Christ, my Lord. 

    I think these rhymes that we have writ

    And so contrived of all our “wit”

    Should so be set, continuous

    A poem they are for ongoing

    The conversation wielded

    By us upon a poem’s rhyme.

    ——-Very nice couplet you’ve made there!


    @k-a-grey

    Even while you write your thought

    A couplet made, a couplet wrought.

    Very nice your’s, too!

    #101047
    Candide
    @candide

    @w-o-holmes

    Here about Lydia Davis: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/lydia-davis

    Sorry for taking so long to answer (*shame*)

    #101117
    Grace
    @h-jones

    Duuuude I love this 😮

    I’ll have to think about this one.

    Secretly Hedgehog Jones. Don’t tell anyone.

    #101540
    Urwen Starial
    @urwen-starial

    Is it too late to join?

    HE LOVED US FIRST

    All things shall come to pass,

    When all fears come true at last,

    When the world is consumed by endless fire,

    That cleanses the world of men’s evil desires

    When the heavens shake, and come down to earth,

    And we fear our lives are at their worst,

    The Lord appears, dressed all in white,

    And he hears and acknowledges his people’s plight,

    When he saves us all, from Hell’s burning fire,

    We shall get, what we truly desire,

    We get to live, forever with him,

    In heaven, where we shall enter in,

    To the Lord’s sweet mercy, renewed every day,

    And we finally believe, and are not afraid,

    When the Lord, our God, sits upon his throne,

    Every nation will exalt him, and he shall be known,

    Among every people, culture and tongue, 

    And they shall know, that he is the Lord’s Son,

    And every nation of the earth,

    Will finally know how much they’re worth,

    And all because, HE LOVED US FIRST.

    Tada! It’s a little rocky, it could probably be better, but I came up with this at like, 6:00 in the morning? So, it’s pretty good considering how early it was.

     

     

    “Tears sparkle like fallen stars, the world at our fingertips, We didn’t know, It wasn't happiness.

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