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 Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:33 pm
I'm not much of a poet, I'm more of a chapter book person that never finishes. But every once in a while, or if I'm ever assigned to do one for school, i try really hard, and always end up really liking them. So yeah. Here they are. i post from oldest to newest.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:45 pm
A/N: The song is the property of Christina Aguilera, “The Voice Within”.
The Voice
“This is so arresting, Apollo,”
said a mere mortal girl, Lyra,
for the fourth time that day.
“Maiden of Music, do not worry. For you will be magnificent.
Do not let Angerboda, Distress-Bringer, get to you.”
“Oh, Apollo, god of music, I am not in distress! Why
do you think that?”
“I am Apollo. I know when someone is in distress
for I know everything. And because it is quite clear.”
A horrible spirit has taken over Athens, and only a
voice as pure as the water that comes from rain can
calm her. It had to be from a mortal or else
there would be more chaos in store for the Athenians.
Apollo was searching for such a voice when he heard it,
a voice of allurement as pure as the water from fresh rain.
The voice appeared to be from a maid named Lyra. And
Lyra, being asked from a god, could not refuse.
“Perhaps I am in distress. Oh, but, I am so timorous.
What if I am unsuccessful at my task. She will create more havoc.
“Well do not be afraid for I am here.”
“May I say good-bye to my dear sister
before we make journey.”
“Yes, but do not let too much time go by.”
“Sister, oh, dear Kari, ” Lucy called.
“Yes, Lyra, I am here.”
“I am afraid I must go.”
“Why, dear Sister?”
“I have been called, upon Apollo, Music Maker, to sing
my voice to the horrid spirit that lies in the high mountains east of here.”
“Oh, you see, I knew it would be you!”
“Me, why me?”
“Never you mind right now, you have a long journey,
dear sister. May you have safe travels, and all gods
and goddesses be watching you.”
Apollo and Lyra walked to east for four days and
four nights with safe travels. On the fifth day they reach
the bottom of the mountain when Apollo called Hermes
to take the Singer to the topmost of the mountain to
where the cave opens its mouth.
When Lyra was settled to the ground of the cave,
she walked inside the cave until a hoarse, croaky voice
spoke, “Who goes there? If you are just a wandering
traveler, I suggest you leave at once
before you doom your own city.”
“No, I am Lyra, Maiden of Music, Apollo calls me.”
“Ah, you have met Apollo. How is he? No matter. Here to sing
are you. Okay then, sing.”
“This was a lullaby that my mother used to sing to me. I cherish it deeply.”
Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry; you'll soon be free to fly
When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means
Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know
You'll make it
You'll make it
Just don't go forsaking yourself
No one can stop you
You know that I'm talking to you
Young girl don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
As Lyra finished, she a heard the Spirit
humming to the song. And to her surprise it sounded
quite heavenly and unexpected like when a flower
does not bloom in Spring.
“My dear, what is your name?”
“L-L-Lyra.”
“Lyra, how could a young lady, as yourself,
harness such purity in song?”
“I believe it was my mother. She loved me
very much. And singing was her way of cheering me up.”
“Lyra, Maiden of Music, from the city of Athens,
may all poverty and misfortune be gone of your city
and be known for its wealth and riches in days to come. And
may you, Lyra, travel home without obstacles, and time slows
so you may be there in three days.”
Go home now, and keep singing.”
Lyra returned home in three days as was told,
and was reunited with her sister, Kari, and the of Athens,
one of the most remarkable cities today.
Did this freshman year for my english class. we had to make our own 'odysseys'. Got a 100%! mrgreen lol - i repeat - freshman year.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:51 pm
My Baby
I have a baby, so cute and so small.
He’s white as snow, or at least when he’s clean.
He loves to play fetch with his squeaky ball.
With his little tricks he can make a scene,
Shaking your hand, doing a little dance,
He’ll rollover on the floor for his treats.
Has a huge ego for his little stance,
Can be sweet ‘cept don’t bug him while he eats.
Springfield, Virginia is his place of birth.
He’s born on the night of August the third.
Hundreds of dollars was how much he's worth,
Worth so much right now, you’d say it’s absurd.
I love him so much, my little dæmon,
So close, we are considerably one.
Sonnet - also from freshman year - we were studying Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:58 pm
A/N: Ralph is the property of William Golding of Lord of the Flies.
Ralph
Who is twelve years old, and British.
Who loves to have fun, relax and do handstands.
Who feels happy, confused, and aware.
“So you see, sooner or later, we shall be rescued.”
Who needs maturity, intelligence, and strength.
Who gives hope, advice, and a reality-check.
“The fire is the most important thing on the island.”
Who fears of not being saved, danger, and later, the ‘beast’.
Who would like to see his hair cut short.
Who shares his leadership with Piggy.
Who is the leader.
“I wish we could go home.”
Who is the resident of the lagoon.
Ralph, optimistic, athletic, mature.
Assignment sophomore year - take a character and write a poem following some guidelines. and there were strict ones too.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 9:07 pm
Removed. To be re-posted on a later date.
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