11-06-2013, 10:43 AM
Although
Certainly
The tiny green dots fill the meadow,
As deer and the squirrels,
Crowd around the little hole.
I stare confused.
And I come a little closer.
Expecting them to be drinking the cool water.
I stare awe struck,
With a small little grin on my face.
Granted that
Surely
To explain
To enumerate
I come a little closer,
And they all run away.
Some how,
Scared of my intentions.
'Sorry', I whisper,
Ruining the gentle, peaceful moment.
Suddenly the green dots are like wisps,
And I realize the meadow is gone.
As a result
Accordingly
--
I myself though it was very sloppy. I tried to use transitional words, but I think I failed. I also think I failed on making a dark, but happy poem.
Certainly
The tiny green dots fill the meadow,
As deer and the squirrels,
Crowd around the little hole.
I stare confused.
And I come a little closer.
Expecting them to be drinking the cool water.
I stare awe struck,
With a small little grin on my face.
Granted that
Surely
To explain
To enumerate
I come a little closer,
And they all run away.
Some how,
Scared of my intentions.
'Sorry', I whisper,
Ruining the gentle, peaceful moment.
Suddenly the green dots are like wisps,
And I realize the meadow is gone.
As a result
Accordingly
--
I myself though it was very sloppy. I tried to use transitional words, but I think I failed. I also think I failed on making a dark, but happy poem.
"Oppression isn't a gender, race, or sexuality problem.
It is a Humanity problem." -Neil Hilborn
It is a Humanity problem." -Neil Hilborn