I flew to you across the sky
Before I saw that you were here
The world unfurled before my eye
And then again the scene was clear
You said the bread was nice and fresh
I diced and sliced some fruit to eat
Outside we fried some cattle flesh
Quite late we ate the final sweet
At night the sight of stars above
The birds said words to you and me
They squawked we talked of life and love
I knew they flew quite awkwardly
The morn was born before we slept
And how the now erupted gold
Away with day the night still crept
But I would sigh "I'm getting cold"
The time for rhyme has nearly passed
And so I'll go quite quietly
No sense expense is spared at last
To score some more will be for free
I've asked as tasked in rhyme for you
A lot of rot that sounds quite swell
This dope will hope he's met the cue
Too bad this lad must surely smell!!!
Author notes
Option #1 Be creative with your words and write a poem
that rhymes and doesn't make much sense.
A contest entry
- The Art Of Words by Poetess12.
2400 points, ended October 14, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I enjoyed reading your poem. The last few lines made me smile.
"I've asked as tasked in rhyme for you
a lot of rot that sounds quite swell
This dope will hope he's met the cue
too bad this lad must surely smell."
That's cute!
Thanks for your entry.
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Wonderful write! I really got a kick out of this! I have to admit I also somewhat gagged at the "fried some cattle flesh" line. gaaaaaah. Great work! Good luck in the contest!
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fried some cattle flesh *puke*
saying it that way makes me BLAH..
Sorry. This as always unique andflows perfectly
Great job and best wishes
Love you
Tory
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