I stroll on to the trail,
A place of mysteries,
Where all seems true,
And all is peaceful.1
The breeze blows around me,
Making the leaves twirl,
Pulling my curls behind me,
Whispering its tale.2
A brook gurgles near me,
Meandering throughout the trees,
Tiny fish jumping to and fro,
Bubbling its tale.3
Birds flutter through the air,
Whistling a melody,
Flashing vivid colors,
Singing their tale.4
Then it starts to rain,
It sprays down to the earth,
Washing away the dirt and grime,
Splashing its tale.5
Nature passes me,
So peaceful and calm,
Undisturbed by me,
Humming its tale.
Author notes
I wrote this really quick, and i'm really bad at poetry. but i decided to do it anyways. so hope you like it .
A contest entry
- Another Poetry Contest by Melissa Loves Jeffy.
500 points, ended February 21, 2008, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
What did u like?
Comments
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I wouldnt call this bad at all. Its pretty good actually. Somtimes it feels good to write about the beauty in life and everything. Its like a short fairy tale that take you away to somewhere beautiful when your really not. Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest.
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