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Vincent L

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I have afternoon and night, why not morning? Something I wrote in 5 minutes:

Foggy, and blue
Bird songs, and dew
Here comes the sun
I welcome you

Bright, and yellow
Hills, so mellow
Here comes the morning
No more sorrow
 

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Oh boy, poetry slam! :excited: Let me try one:

Suo mente filorum
Suo intra vulnerium
Sursum deque
Emendare Cordem​
amici boni

You like it? I call it a Latin Haiku. Here's what it means in English:

Sewing the threads to the mind
Sewing, sewing, the wound inside
Up and down, so!​
To make amends, oh!​
The heart of a good friend

It's a Wobbler's song, especially in the Old Whistle. You're on your own to translate it in Spanish or some other language. :cool:
 

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My last three poems are based on real-life.
 

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How I started writing poems:

It all began
On a sunny day
School is in
And the day passed halfway

Our English teacher
With a smirk
Gave us all
Some extra work

To write a poem
Short or long
Just to prove
Our English is strong

I got some paper
Pen and ink
Figuring out rhymes
Think and rethink

I wrote and wrote
With determination
A masterpiece is finished
I got satisfaction

From that moment on
Writing poems, I love
Endlessly, I write
I don't need a shove
 

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Very nice again. I love how you never seem to force rhymes like some people do, you just let it all flow together.
 

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I kinda debated on weither to post this, but anyway, a extremely random poem coming up:


Why am I here
I don't really know
And what is it that
Makes my curiosity grow

Where is the step
That's halfway down
And where did I put
My mom's new sleeping gown

Why does a Merry
Go 'round and 'round
And why dies an apple
Fall down to the ground

Which one came first
The egg or the chick
And why does the rain
Make small children sick

Why do birds fly
Above, not beneath
And how come animals
Don't brush their teeth

There are still more questions
It's not over, my friend
But if I keep asking on
This poem will never end


At the rate I'm writing, I might need a separate thread…
 

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Written on the bus on my way home from school.


City night
Sparkling light
People passing by
With delight

Clear moonlight
Shining white
Lights turning out
Almost midnight
 

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I wrote this poem when I was a kid:

Opossum, opossum,
You bloom like the blossom
Through the night
Without a fright

But in the day
You would go away
And when you play dead,
My heart will shed.

A little silly, maybe, but from there, I knew I could write personal poetic expressions. :cool:
 
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