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  • Lin started the topic Help a beginning poet out? in the forum Poetry Discussions 7 years, 5 months ago

    This is the first time I’m opening a thread so I’m hoping all goes well!

    I’ve been wanting to get into poetry for a while. I would love to combine my illustrations with it or even write a childrens book using rhyme. I’m a little insecure about it. Actually I’m insecure about most of my writing, especially English stuff. The main story I’m working on is Dutch, so I can’t let anyone over here beta read it. But since I love the English language I decided to try writing a poem in it today. It’s actually one of the first ones I did. When @eden-anderson and @the-fledgling-artist started threads about it, it made me feel a little braver to do so myself. I’m curious what you think about it or if you all have any tips!

    A little bird sat on a house

    That kept him fast afloat

    He did not need the water fear

    For this house was a boat

     

    It carried him for hours on hours

    And showed him brand new things

    Like ocean birds that flew below

    With underwater wings

     

    And as he looked across the blue

    He heard a creature cry

    It jumped out of the water’s bounds

    And asked ‘why can’t I fly?’

     

    As slow the floating house approached

    Bird looked down on the one

    Who filled the oceans and the skies

    With loud and mournfull song

     

    Bird flew upon the giant’s back

    And asked ‘why are you sad?

    You live in such a wondrous world

    It cant be all that bad.’

     

    ‘I’m jealous’ so the creature told

    ‘I want to fly like you.

    But if I try, take to the sky

    I fall back in the blue.’’

     

    ‘What does it matter? Here or there?’

    Bird bravely spoke aloud

    ‘Maybe seas are just like skies

    A wave just like a cloud

     

    Fish are like birds in wetter skies

    And feathers that you lack

    You don’t need when your wings are fins

    and have humps on your back.’

     

    The creature smiled, while thinking of

    what he had not before

    ‘I do admit that when I swim

    I feels as if I soar.’

     

    And as they both took wing again

    Bird’s friend sang a new tale

    ‘How good it is to fly below

    And be a humpback whale.’

     

    Tagging a few poets I know around here: @evelyn @kb-writer @k-a-grey

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