I have a gift for you guys.

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    Kuro Neko Novice
    I wrote a poem for you all.



    They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
    Of sound than of words,
    In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
    And songless bright birds;
    Where, with fire and fierce drought on her tresses,
    Insatiable Summer oppresses
    Sere woodlands and sad wildernesses,
    And faint flocks and herds.
    Where in drieariest days, when all dews end,
    And all winds are warm,
    Wild Winter's large floodgates are loosen'd,
    And floods, freed by storm;
    From broken-up fountain heads, dash on
    Dry deserts with long pent up passion--
    Here rhyme was first framed without fashion,
    Song shaped without form.
    Whence gather'd?--The locust's glad chirrup
    May furnish a stave;
    The ring os rowel and stirrup,
    The wash of a wave.
    The chauntof a marsh frog in rushes
    That chimes through the pauses and hushes
    Of nightfall, the torrent that gushes,
    The tempests that rave.
    In the deep'ning of dawn, when it dapples
    The dusk of the sky,
    With streaks like the redd'ning of apples,
    The ripening of rye.
    To eastward, when cluster by cluster,
    Dim stars and dull planets, that muster,
    Wax wan in a world of white lustre
    That spreads far and high.
    In the gathering of night gloom o'er head, in
    The still silent change,
    All fire-flush'd when forest trees redden
    On slopes of the range.
    When the gnarl'd knotted trunks Eucalyptian
    Seemed carved like weird columns Egyptian
    With curious device--quaint inscription,
    And heiroglyph strange.
    In the Spring, when the wattle gold trembles
    'Twixt shadow and shine,
    When each dew-laden air draught resembles
    A long draught of wine;
    When the skyline's blue burnished resistance
    Makes deeper the dreamiest distance,
    Some song in all hearts hath existence,--
    Such songs have been mine.
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    SG115 Junior
    O_O Good lord. You should be a poet, like Edgar Allen Poe.
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    zilla Junior
    correct me if im wrong, but it lacks Dragons.
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    Kuro Neko Novice
    I see someone likes their gift. You're welcome~
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    Kuro Neko Novice
    ^ My last comment was for SG.
    Zilla: I usually don't put dragons in my poems..
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    zilla Junior
    *Eye twitch*
  • Spy Newbie
    Bravo!
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    Kuro Neko Novice
    Zilla: Here you go, I wrote you a dragon poem.


    We sleep with the dragons,
    in the hidden lair.
    We sing their call,
    in our every prayer.
    Through our eyes,
    their world is clear.
    Their forgotten song,
    our heart can hear.
    They guide our way,
    through the darkest night.
    We use their wisdom,
    to give us sight.
    Through our voice,
    you hear their cries.
    Their fire can be seen,
    deep in our eyes.
    They are alive,
    deep in our minds.
    In us the dragon,
    you can find.
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    SG115 Junior
    Zilla: What's the matter? Nervous? >:3
    Kuro: I love the poetic vocabulary, like 'twixt, which means "between", and o'er, meaning "over" :D
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    zilla Junior
    *Speechless**Cries*Beutifull!
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    Kuro Neko Novice
    SG and Zilla: Thank you~
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    zilla Junior
    Im going to make a book of Dragon Poems. Can I use yours, giving you credit of course.
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    SG115 Junior
    Guess this poem's title. Hint: It's a well-known poem :)


    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
    I took the one less travelled by,
    And that has made all the difference.
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    Kuro Neko Novice
    Zilla: Sure.
    SG: Hm, that's a hard one..
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    anri hyuga Experienced
    Nice poems.

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