Post by Autumnstorm on Sept 27, 2008 16:24:09 GMT -5
This is the poem that was originally a game first created by Snowstep, where each person would add a new line to the poem each post. Well, here's what we ended up with, and I quite like it. So, I decided to add it to the poetry section. I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR THIS WHOLE THING!! CREDIT GOES TO ALL CONTRIBUTING MEMBERS OF THE POEM!!!!!! (If you think of a better title, tell me, cause I just had to make one up off the top of my head for this)
Quiet, peaceful camp
A single snowflake falls
So white, so small
Dancing upon a breeze
Descending down to earth
Lands upon a tabby's nose
A brown tabby, looking up
To see the first of winter's wrath
And to think about his life
And all that has past
As his despised winter falls
And wraps the world in white
Another season has passed
Has his redemption come?
Can he be freed from the weight of his wrongs, at last?
He is still fighting his own battle
Torn between ambition and loyalty
Torn between his heart and his head
Many moons later, he has made his choice
Following that same path he's treaded many times
Slowly striding to the destination he can deny no longer
He steps into that same place where, years ago, he could not decide
His paws can not turn back
As he mews those difficult words; "I love you."
Amber eyes grow soft as his words touch her ears
And he knows he has done something right.
At last, he can be true to himself; to who he's always been.
At last, he is free.
At Last
Quiet, peaceful camp
A single snowflake falls
So white, so small
Dancing upon a breeze
Descending down to earth
Lands upon a tabby's nose
A brown tabby, looking up
To see the first of winter's wrath
And to think about his life
And all that has past
As his despised winter falls
And wraps the world in white
Another season has passed
Has his redemption come?
Can he be freed from the weight of his wrongs, at last?
He is still fighting his own battle
Torn between ambition and loyalty
Torn between his heart and his head
Many moons later, he has made his choice
Following that same path he's treaded many times
Slowly striding to the destination he can deny no longer
He steps into that same place where, years ago, he could not decide
His paws can not turn back
As he mews those difficult words; "I love you."
Amber eyes grow soft as his words touch her ears
And he knows he has done something right.
At last, he can be true to himself; to who he's always been.
At last, he is free.
