Poetry competition CLOSED 21st May 2012 11:07pm
WINNER
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RUNNERS-UP:
Danii
and freddwzz
Write an adventure poem!
hills on fire
hearts in two
what they need
they all know
a hero
to save the day
a knight
in shining armor
they call for me
i hear their crys
and i come running
a child?
stuck in a house?
on the hill?
i look up
houses are burning
to the ground
i spot the child
in a window
i go running
up the sides
into the room
a child
crying
all alone
reminds me of my past
i scoop her up
and take her to the door way
its like the flames arent even there
she drops down
and makes a safe escape
boards fall
my head is fuzzy
my eyes are going dark
this is the end
"grow up strong little one"
"you to miss"
so she knew i was a girl under all this armor
good for her
hearts in two
what they need
they all know
a hero
to save the day
a knight
in shining armor
they call for me
i hear their crys
and i come running
a child?
stuck in a house?
on the hill?
i look up
houses are burning
to the ground
i spot the child
in a window
i go running
up the sides
into the room
a child
crying
all alone
reminds me of my past
i scoop her up
and take her to the door way
its like the flames arent even there
she drops down
and makes a safe escape
boards fall
my head is fuzzy
my eyes are going dark
this is the end
"grow up strong little one"
"you to miss"
so she knew i was a girl under all this armor
good for her
I was the last gunslinger left in this horrible world
All that was left was the dead
Walking and sleeping
I killed him
I killed mum and dad
I killed everyone
But the plagued ones were still here
Too many bodies
Not enough bullets
I could travel as I was for the rest of my life, and never kill them all
I wasn't ready to die, I had reached my lifetime goal of eliminating the assholes in my life
I wanted to sit and soak of the pleasant lonliness
But, I was scared to do anything
Scared to eat, for I knew not of what could have the plague
I was scared to sleep in fear of never waking up
They would find me, smell me
No perfume could mask the scent of my warm precious blood, the last living blood on the face of Earth
I did not regret the havoc, I caused on this terrible place
I was selfish, didn't care about them
I let him go, burned him myself
He seemed confused at my emotionless, blank stare
Hey, a girls gotta do what she's gonna do
But here I was now, cornered in an old gas station
Surrounded by those fuckers
All that was left was the dead
Walking and sleeping
I killed him
I killed mum and dad
I killed everyone
But the plagued ones were still here
Too many bodies
Not enough bullets
I could travel as I was for the rest of my life, and never kill them all
I wasn't ready to die, I had reached my lifetime goal of eliminating the assholes in my life
I wanted to sit and soak of the pleasant lonliness
But, I was scared to do anything
Scared to eat, for I knew not of what could have the plague
I was scared to sleep in fear of never waking up
They would find me, smell me
No perfume could mask the scent of my warm precious blood, the last living blood on the face of Earth
I did not regret the havoc, I caused on this terrible place
I was selfish, didn't care about them
I let him go, burned him myself
He seemed confused at my emotionless, blank stare
Hey, a girls gotta do what she's gonna do
But here I was now, cornered in an old gas station
Surrounded by those fuckers
The traveler
I woke on an unfamiliar bed
body ravaged and aching head
I knew I was alive but felt closer to dead
Memory assailed my numbed thought
Shaky legs attested I was good for naught
A glance through the room I was in
Tells of where I had been
A few bottles of strange brew
A few empty glasses about
A half dozen naked bodies lay strewn
Stale smell of cheap drought
Stumbling I reached the door
Looking back at the carnal carnage on the floor
Ruefully I smiled in the dusk
Onward , forward I must
My horse snickered in disgust
anxiously awaiting for my toes to nudge
My sympathy was shared with my horse
This place reeked of evil and dicourse
Though it all was worth my saddle bags filled with pixie dust
Homeward bound to elf country
The queen has promised me a hefty bounty
I could have been there already
Had I not stopped for a small sherry
I have never been one to berate my self for pleasure
Though two bags of this rare treasure .....
They hail me from afar two senior elf
Their eyes gleaming as they move with stealth
I nod in greeting and smile with wealth
My horse canters to the golden shelf
My bags seem heavier now
As before the queen I bow
A strange furrow crosses her brow
As she grants me what is mine now
Celebration into the night
I am no more a traveling kite
I have found a home and with it might
I woke on an unfamiliar bed
body ravaged and aching head
I knew I was alive but felt closer to dead
Memory assailed my numbed thought
Shaky legs attested I was good for naught
A glance through the room I was in
Tells of where I had been
A few bottles of strange brew
A few empty glasses about
A half dozen naked bodies lay strewn
Stale smell of cheap drought
Stumbling I reached the door
Looking back at the carnal carnage on the floor
Ruefully I smiled in the dusk
Onward , forward I must
My horse snickered in disgust
anxiously awaiting for my toes to nudge
My sympathy was shared with my horse
This place reeked of evil and dicourse
Though it all was worth my saddle bags filled with pixie dust
Homeward bound to elf country
The queen has promised me a hefty bounty
I could have been there already
Had I not stopped for a small sherry
I have never been one to berate my self for pleasure
Though two bags of this rare treasure .....
They hail me from afar two senior elf
Their eyes gleaming as they move with stealth
I nod in greeting and smile with wealth
My horse canters to the golden shelf
My bags seem heavier now
As before the queen I bow
A strange furrow crosses her brow
As she grants me what is mine now
Celebration into the night
I am no more a traveling kite
I have found a home and with it might
