As the suns rays shine through the woodland trees
The pardalotes sing their song of sound
And look upon the honeyeaters bathing
In the dew of the morning arriving
The black currawong spreads its wings
Making its presence known wide
To the animals far below
Which prepare themselves for the day
The orange morning turns to clear
So showing its honesty and beauty
As the day grows deeper
And the night approaches with stealth
The pardalotes sing their song of sound
And look upon the honeyeaters bathing
In the dew of the morning arriving
The black currawong spreads its wings
Making its presence known wide
To the animals far below
Which prepare themselves for the day
The orange morning turns to clear
So showing its honesty and beauty
As the day grows deeper
And the night approaches with stealth
Author notes
Written this morning for creative Writing.
Written March 23rd, 2006
What did you think
Comments
1 - 21 of 21
-
lol tilly, lol.... i like it! i like it alot!
-
"Still I bet Mrs. Tilly will lap it up, unlike my poem about the Japanese lady and her five husbands chasing a hat through the park."
I was wrong, it happens to teh best of people. -
That is a wonderful trip through the colors of the day...very vivid picture. Michael.
-
beautiful
-
Yes, they are birds.
-
This work sort of falls into that twilight world between metered and free-verse. As such, I really cannot comment too closely. Were those birds you were talking about?
-
This is a really beautiful poem, Meri. I really enjoyed reading it.
Got just one eeny weeny correction though, second stanza, second line. Should be "presence" not "present"
It's very pretty, and I simply can't choose a favourite stanza.
Keep it up, Darl.
-
ooooooooooo pretty!!
-
"The orange morning turns to clear
So showing its honesty and beauty
As the day grows deeper
And the night approaches with stealth"
I like this last stanza...its good and descriptive..packed with imagery..just as the rest of the piece is...wonderful write..and keep it up -
You know what I think...seeing as I was sitting next to you
-
well done meri and travi lay off lol i can c y meri was sayin u were bein so annoying.
this poem is beautiful meri im very proud.
well done again
becky -
Haha, Creative Writing. This was very good, hope Tilly likes it
-Mon -
Okay.
-
It's called "deleting poems you don't want to be there". Or I don't want to be there anyway. Leave me alone.
-
So if I had posted it on your account how come it isn't on the site!? We all know how protective you are of your password (giving it to three people) so how and when could have I done this?
-
Because you posted it on my account!! AHH!! Leave mee alone!
-
Oh, so if *I* wrote it how come it isn't on my page!? Huh? HUH?!? HHUUHH!?!??!!!
-
GRR!! THIS was my poem! The tree one wasn't! You wrote that being your normal irritating self.
-
Theif! (x)_(x)
Ohhhh! So you stole the poem from another hard working member of the class! I didn't expect someone like you to stoop as low as that! I'm never going to applauded another one of you poems because who knows how many others have been stolen. If I just comment I can tell everyone else about your low behaviour and I get points for doing so too! -
Wtf??
It wasn't MY poem!! -
This isn't as good as your trees poem where you write about how you make-out with people in your favourite bush called Heidi!
Still I bet Mrs. Tilly will lap it up, unlike my poem about the Japanese lady and her five husbands chasing a hat through the park.
1 - 21 of 21








7 old applause
