As I was walking down the street,
I saw a dragon curled about my feet.
It was tiny with eyes of emerald green.
And for a scaly dragon,
he doesn't look real mean.
I could never take him home,
my parents would be mad,
that is until, I heard it's belly rumbling
( Which of course, was rather sad)
And so I took it home.
No one wants to be alone.
Then I knew we had to keep him,
because I saw what he had eaten.
He is a very cute fellow, we love him 'cause he roasts marshmallows.
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Emotional Support Ladybug
I woke up to find 29 deaths, and one to come. You may be thinking so what erasers are not living things. I know but they meant something to me, these little one inch erasers are more then just erasers. I went out in the backyard to find a small bug. I then had a conversation with it. "You know sometimes I wonder, maybe you bugs and other creatures of the world could be just as grand as we are, but know that if you little guys would do so, you would have so much to lose just like us humans do, but you stay like this, so that you have nothing to lose, when we have the world on the edge of a knife. Just life dose not work out the way we want it to we may have are time and be greater then little creatures like you but there will always be an extinction event, the hunter will become the hunted over, and over, and over again. we may think their still is hope in this world, but the darkness, like wind against a candle will blow it out. But little ladybug, because of this we are stronger then any other creature on earth. We may have greed, but this is not as bad as you think, for it has risen us up. no force in the universe has as much strength as emotions, so please have one, anyone of them but sadness. This is why kids are so powerful, because they have not lost anything, but still have something to lose. we need a savior one with a heart of gold. A kid to make the world how it is on cartoons. And with that I end this speech."
Friday, May 15, 2015
Keegan's Be You
Why be normal when you can be you?
Why be blue when you can be any color you choose?
Why sit when you can stand?
Why not turn that frown upside down?
Why be normal when you can be you?
Monday, May 11, 2015
The Dancing Fox
Silver in the moonlight,
it danced upon the ground.
It's dancing little fox feet
could never make a sound.

The only time She comes here
is when the moon is full and bright.
You'll only ever see Her
in the middle of the night.
Her fur is of pure silver,
Her eyes a crystal blue.
And when the time was one o' clock,
into the moon She flew.
it danced upon the ground.
It's dancing little fox feet
could never make a sound.
The only time She comes here
is when the moon is full and bright.
You'll only ever see Her
in the middle of the night.
Her fur is of pure silver,
Her eyes a crystal blue.
And when the time was one o' clock,
into the moon She flew.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
A Spring Day
It doesn't get much better-
drawing on a warm-quiet day,
when the cool May air rustles the leaves
and makes you want to live forever.
Against the white page,
when glossy apples
fall like snow from the trees,
reach out and pick a pencil
before the apple moves.
Then make a wish
There is so much to ask for-
a stunning stallion,
a grass green emerald,
or a blood red ruby.
Yet all you'll wish for
is another spring day,
just like this one,
and one more
pocketful of pencils.
drawing on a warm-quiet day,
when the cool May air rustles the leaves
and makes you want to live forever.
Against the white page,
when glossy apples
fall like snow from the trees,
reach out and pick a pencil
before the apple moves.
Then make a wish
There is so much to ask for-
a stunning stallion,
a grass green emerald,
or a blood red ruby.
Yet all you'll wish for
is another spring day,
just like this one,
and one more
pocketful of pencils.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Minecraft
Block after block
Stone after stone
Is it day? Is it night?
Maybe I should craft a clock
When I find Redstone
I hear a groan
An unearthly moan
I whip around to see
A bunch of zombies chasing me
And...
Diamonds!!!
I draw my sword and slay the zombies
Suddenly a creeper pops up
My Suit
My Suit
I am speeding through the streets.
Nothing can stop me.
I am flying.
I keep going up and up.
Higher and higher.
Never stopping.
Never slowing.
Always speeding up.
I go into a dive.
Lower and lower.
I am about to be a spot on the sidewalk.
I pull up at the last minute.
I feel great!
I feel FREE!
I am speeding through the streets.
I am flying.
I keep going up and up.
Higher and higher.
Never stopping.
Never slowing.
Always speeding up.
I go into a dive.
Lower and lower.
I am about to be a spot on the sidewalk.
I pull up at the last minute.
I feel great!
I feel FREE!
Monday, March 9, 2015
Spring Comes
The storm cloud passed. The snowy chasm melt, when the blistering sun showed himself to the world. The storm cloud passed, and spring defeated the cold bitter winter.
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