ivysaur'swritersblock
Sufficient Writer
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- Age 28
- Home Kong
- Seen May 1, 2012
I TOTALLY messed up on my first thread. Geez, I placed it in the wrong place, and made the mistake of doing it all wrong. (Guess I'm still LatiLover, the n00b who always double posted. I'll never learn *sigh*)
The poems are, to save space, inside spoiler tags.
So now it's redone, hopefully right.
My First Poem(s)
Ivysaur's Writers Block
The Day I Went to the Ocean
Love
School
[Like them? Tell me in the comments! I'll put even more up later!]
(Did I do it right, bro?)
The poems are, to save space, inside spoiler tags.
So now it's redone, hopefully right.
My First Poem(s)
Ivysaur's Writers Block
Spoiler:
Writing.
How do you do it?
Does it have a certain structure, a certain blend?
Do you keep on going? Does it always end?
Thinking of ideas causes some delay.
And if you catch writers block, you'll be here all day. [note]Edit: With writers block stopping you, anyway.[/note]
Just let your imagination flow free and smooth.
Let it be wild and crazy.
Let it be free.
Let me.
Write.
How do you do it?
Does it have a certain structure, a certain blend?
Do you keep on going? Does it always end?
Thinking of ideas causes some delay.
And if you catch writers block, you'll be here all day. [note]Edit: With writers block stopping you, anyway.[/note]
Just let your imagination flow free and smooth.
Let it be wild and crazy.
Let it be free.
Let me.
Write.
The Day I Went to the Ocean
Spoiler:
The ocean breeze floated down.
And the sun glowed upon my crown.
In case you don't know, that's a word for head.
And I mean to write about the ocean instead.
I ran down, dashing across the sand.
I had been traveling for days on land.
Just as I was to reach the water.
I got caught, by the farmers daughter.
How I was so very sad.
To be in a Pokeball, not on the beach, glad.
And the sun glowed upon my crown.
In case you don't know, that's a word for head.
And I mean to write about the ocean instead.
I ran down, dashing across the sand.
I had been traveling for days on land.
Just as I was to reach the water.
I got caught, by the farmers daughter.
How I was so very sad.
To be in a Pokeball, not on the beach, glad.
Love
Spoiler:
Love
What can true love be?
Can it be sitting, cozy, by a fire during a harsh, bleak winter storm?
Can it be swimming in the cool, clear ocean in a hot summers day?
Can it be winning battle after battle, defeating Pokemon again and again?
It can be,
The fun memories of all these, spent with your special partner.
Your Trainer.
What can true love be?
Can it be sitting, cozy, by a fire during a harsh, bleak winter storm?
Can it be swimming in the cool, clear ocean in a hot summers day?
Can it be winning battle after battle, defeating Pokemon again and again?
It can be,
The fun memories of all these, spent with your special partner.
Your Trainer.
School
Spoiler:
School is the worst.
I hate every day.
Unless I'm with friends,
I somehow pull through that way.
It's amazing what I can do,
I do homework... (sometimes) what about you?
I hate every day.
Unless I'm with friends,
I somehow pull through that way.
It's amazing what I can do,
I do homework... (sometimes) what about you?
[Like them? Tell me in the comments! I'll put even more up later!]
(Did I do it right, bro?)
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