The giant fiddled with a mage,
This made the wizard filled with rage,
He used power but as hard as he try,
He soon became a giant fry.
The dragon slept very sound,
Until by the hero he was found,
The dragon awoke at the wrong time,
The hero was cooked for his crime.
An active volcano had use it’s time,
About the time the hero climbed,
He dawdled long and was disrupted,
For the volcano soon erupted.
The hero tried to cast a charm,
It fired wrong and did him harm.
In a different way, he did quite well,
But he didn’t use the right spell.
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Failing hero Poems
Luke was here.
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- The_Marauding_Maniac
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Cute. ^_^ I liked it. It reminded me of a limerick. Although, I'm not sure, since I know nothing of poetry. Please, write some more.
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
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I really think that these are some of my best work.
Luke was here.
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CobaltAngel - Posts: 1950
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true_noir_chloe wrote:Cute. ^_^ I liked it. It reminded me of a limerick. Although, I'm not sure, since I know nothing of poetry. Please, write some more.
They're pretty close to limericks. Limericks are five lines though, with a rhyme scheme of AABBA. I'd call them couplets more than anything, though, since they're four lines and have a rhyme pattern of AABB.
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