Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Writing poetry with Raven

Raven and I wrote this poem, and now I'm attempting to revive my blog with the power of poetry.  BEHOLD!

the forest is green
all but the trees
weve got all we need
and some extra fleas

the only sound the river
as it burbles and glugs
no people to bug us
just actual bugs

in hiding we go
when night finally falls
you snuggle up with
your rock-made dolls

and as others are sleeping
alone in their beds
and can't get their worries
outside of their heads

dreams of nature
and sad little faeries
dance through your 
minds great prairies

through your mind's eye
they frolic and prance
and you can't take your eyes
off their magical dance

3 comments:

  1. I adore this poem.

    And the picture at the end of it, just, well... made it that much better.

    :)

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  2. :D Thanks! I love it, too :3

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