Poem (25) - Pick a word
Well I took a few random words from people the other day and made up a few little poem-y things just for fun. ^^
Ode to my:
~Pillow~
(word given by caroline)
A tiring day
Leads me away
And into my bed
I rest my sleepy head
Upon my favorite pillow
So very soft
Keeps me aloft
My dreams happen
When I lie on it nappin
Like a plushie lump of hill'o
~Cigar box~
(Word given from Caroline)
My uncle dear, whom I loved
Often smoked a lot
Smoke rings settled like doves
About his little ash pot
My favorite gift from him
Had to have been
The cigar box with gold trim
I use it to store my pens
~Radio~
(Word given by... Will)
I sit turning a dial
Wishing there weren't miles
Between you and I
Songs are playing
I wouldn't mind not staying
Beside the radio
Every note I hear
Reminds me your not near
As I waste my day
~The Bay~
(Word given by Will, but wasn't used in this version. I didn't like how the first version turned out)
Watching the fishing boats shrink
Off in to the distance by the brink
As I sit, my mind wanders around
Soaking in the sights and sounds
There's a bridge in the distance
Giving the wind ristitance
As it blows through relaying
That rain will not be delaying
A quick glance to the right
What is that filling my sight?
Wind is blowing a storm this way
Looks like a cloudy day in the bay
Ode to my:
~Pillow~
(word given by caroline)
A tiring day
Leads me away
And into my bed
I rest my sleepy head
Upon my favorite pillow
So very soft
Keeps me aloft
My dreams happen
When I lie on it nappin
Like a plushie lump of hill'o
~Cigar box~
(Word given from Caroline)
My uncle dear, whom I loved
Often smoked a lot
Smoke rings settled like doves
About his little ash pot
My favorite gift from him
Had to have been
The cigar box with gold trim
I use it to store my pens
~Radio~
(Word given by... Will)
I sit turning a dial
Wishing there weren't miles
Between you and I
Songs are playing
I wouldn't mind not staying
Beside the radio
Every note I hear
Reminds me your not near
As I waste my day
~The Bay~
(Word given by Will, but wasn't used in this version. I didn't like how the first version turned out)
Watching the fishing boats shrink
Off in to the distance by the brink
As I sit, my mind wanders around
Soaking in the sights and sounds
There's a bridge in the distance
Giving the wind ristitance
As it blows through relaying
That rain will not be delaying
A quick glance to the right
What is that filling my sight?
Wind is blowing a storm this way
Looks like a cloudy day in the bay
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