new poem inspired by a song

so im feeling kind of poetic today and i was listening to chasing cars by snow patrol on youtube and this stuff just kind of started flowing. it is very similar to the song but not so much....

laying here

if im laying here
in the middle of nowhere
in the middle of everywhere
will you lay with me?

will you laugh with me?
will you talk with me?
will you forget the world with me?
will you sing with me?
will you lay with me?

or will you laugh at me
not talk to me
and go back to the world?
thinking im making a fool of myself

comments are loved
;D

Concrete Poetry

It took me a looooooooooong time to get an idea, but then my mind was like DOODSH *idea* ; so yeah. Hope you like it. ;3

*i had to scan the picture, so it might look a little weird.*

Lion

There is a majestic lion sitting on a rock on a hot summer day. It is sitting on a dark brown hot rock, sitting over the entire pack, watching them. Then it pounces up like a ballerina, ready to perform. Standing tall and proud, majestic and brilliant. Then it leaps, flys like an eagle, landing firmly on it's stount legs. It runs like a cheetah, strong and swift, running over to it's prey like it's ready and willing.. Then it is like a shark butterfly, flying and tearing apart the prey, feasting on it's now unconcious carcus.

;3

Ocean Poem Title ; Beautiful Object

The ocean in a beautiful object
It covers most of the world with its deep cerulean water
Many fish in the sea, all shapes and sizes
Sharks, fish, whales, oh my!

There are so manay different types of different things in the ocean
There is blue water, green water, brown water, red water
There is red fish, blue fish, fat fish, cute fish
Big sharks, small sharks, whale sharks, white sharks
Jellyfish, coral, starfish, seaweed

So many beautiful things make up the beautiful ocean

New Years Resolutions

The 5 W's Cohesive Writing

The Dance Class Picture


5 Cohesive W's

Who?
What?
When?
Where?
Why?
How?

There are fifteen ballerinas and an elderly male instructor. The room is bright with green color on the walls, the doors and windows lined with a darker green. There is a small golden brown dog standing by one of the ballerinas closest in view, his height only measures up to half way up the ballerinas shin. She does not see it though, only paying attention to the light coming from the window. Pointing her toe, there is one ballerina in the middle.
"That is correct." The man spoke, his hand is extended outwards in correction.
Each ballerina is in a white leotard with ruffles along the neck and sleeves. All except for one woman. She is sitting atop of a piano, scratching her back. Her tutu is lined with golden ribbon. She has a golden now, while all of the other girls have dark teal colored bows.
From the way the light is gleaming through the windows, making the room dazzle with color, it looks to be around four in the afternoon.

Spectacular Skateboarder

What a supurb, spectacular, skateboarder.
Flying like a bird in the air
Like a bird who doesn't care
Kickflips, ollies, 360 nose dives,
So many ways to fly.