A poem about fantasy

The Problem with Fantasies
by FE, November 24, 2008

Fantasy will be the death of me.
My imagination runs much too wild.
My heart gets too caught up
in things that are not real.

My eyes torture me with fictional beauty.
Stories of happy endings
will keep me wishing, wishing, wishing
for my very own.

Romantic stories
of true love
will keep me waiting
for my prince,
but fantasy's high standards
may cause me to let
the one right for me slip from my grasp.

Will I ever escape this world?
Of magic and mystery?
Were everything can be fixed
with a pinch of pixie dust?
Will I someday make it out,
and see the true beauty around me?

nights creatures

Night's Creatures

by FE, nov. 22-25 2008

Darkness penetrates the sky.
Turning day into night,
right before your eyes.

Night's creatures
come out to play,
their deadly game
of predator and prey.

The howl of the wolves,
a cricket's low chirp,
the nightingale's enchanting song.
Are the only things that dare break the silence.

Precious

Precious
by FE, Nov. 22 2008

Wilting roses by the window,
their fragrance still permeates the room.

A low glowing fire
dances and sings in a mysterious way.

Outside there is snow,
white, cold, unwelcoming,

A girl is sleeping on her couch,
She dreams of how her life could be be.

A purring kitten stretches,
then lays itself on the rug before the fire.

A precious moment,
in a precious life.

For Veterans' Day

A quick poem I came up with just now for Veterans' Day.

We will keep our homes safe

by FE Nov. 11, 2008

Bombs explode around us.
Sounds of shooting fill the air.
The enemy's war cry is heard
coming closer, closer,
closer.

Wounded warriors fall.
We will not leave them behind.
Many may think it foolish,
to sacrifice a life for one that is already gone,
but we think otherwise.
We will not leave any man behind.

Through victory or defeat,
we keep our hope up.
We will fight until the end.

We will keep our homes safe,
safe from those who threaten it,
We are not heroes.
We are just common people,
who dearly love our country.

It's MY Birthday!!!

did you vote?

Fate of a Nation.
by FE, Nov 4 2008

The adrenaline rushes.
People rush in the streets to the polls,
grabbing the last chances to have their voices heard.
Neighbors argue and convince.

Eyes are glued to the tv.
Prayers, wishful thinking, hopes.
The fate of a nation is at bargain.

A nervous vibe is felt across the country.
As each new result is presented,
cheers, and cries are heard in every house.
Who will triumph?

The last hour has come.
The victor is about to be announced.
A moment of tense silence vibrates
through the whole country.

The next president of the United States of America

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a poem

Life and Adventure are waiting.
by FE, November 3, 2008

Adventure awaits in a hidden place,

that can only be reach through dreams.
It draws you towards it,

like an unstoppable magnet.
Your soul yearns it,

your heart aches for it.

Dreams are waiting to be fulfilled.
Stories are ready to be finished.
Songs are prepared to be sung.

Go forth, go far,

travel the world.
Imagine the things you could learn,

the things you could experience.
Life will not come to you,

you must go to Life.

A super silly story i came up with during the break durin my videoclass

Super RISD Dude of Electricity and his buds
OMGSH!! Evil SuperChickens!!!!! they're gonna take over the world!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Super RISD Dude of Electricity SAVE US!!!..............please...................

Look over there! It's a bird! NO! It's a plane!

NO!
IT'S SUPER RISD DUDE OF ELECTRICITY!!

yaaaayyyy!!!!!


O M G! look who's with him! It's Windman! AND Super Solar Woman!!

HURRAH! they're gonna save us from the Evil SuperChickens!!!

wait... whats that?

OH NO!!

THE EVIL SUPERCHICKENS HYPNOTISED SUPER RISD DUDE OF ELECTRICITY, WINDMAN, AND SUPER SOLAR WOMAN!
THEY'RE ALL DOING THE CHICKEN DANCE AHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they look RIDICULOUS! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!

Well... since it looks like we're NOT going to be saved by Super RISD Dude of Electricity, Windman and Super Solar Woman,
I guess all we can do now is be enslaved by Evil SuperChickens, and do the chicken dance for the rest of our lives...

oh well...