Re: Ars Poetica Well here's one any way it took me 3 minuets. I am the keeper of a secret, A puzzle you must know, I am as fun as I am confusing, For the word you must not know.
Re: Ars Poetica Love to say the same but won the school spelling bee a week or 2 ago. Yet my kaw spelling is atrocious, just look at my story
Re: Ars Poetica Hate spelling giant words I always seem to spell them wrong and everyor always say "Fiddy, you spelt this wrong." I don't care lol. Returned Return me to this world you see Enter the land to be, Let your voices ring. While all the birds do sing. Return me to this world you see; Can I run wild and free? Left; is the road for the dead. While everyone gets in bed. Return me to this world you see, For I wish to indulge on tea. Leave me alone by the river, Id hate for you to catch my fever.
Re: Ars Poetica Zone Horaire Quelle heure est-il là où vous êtes? Quand je vais dormir jusqu'à votre réveil Essayer de comprendre ces fuseaux horaires; me font tellement fou. Pouvez-vous me dire quand nous nous reverrons la prochaine? Je tiens à vous tenir à côté de moi tout serré Je m'ennuie de ces moments où vous avez appelé mon nom Voyant vos sourires égayé mes journées *Translated* Time Zone What time is it where you are? When I go to sleep your waking up Trying to figure out these time zones; are making me so crazy. Can you tell me when we will see each other next? I want to hold you next to me all tight Miss those moments where you called my name Seeing your smiles brightened my days
Re: Ars Poetica by Fiddler No Named Poem A poem is nothing without a name, It's a written word of thought. Emotions and Complications; Wonderful and Deep. But a poem is nothing without a name. What is a poem? A set of lines for your liking? Scribbles to be hated on? Or a series of emotions flowing? Yet a poem is nothing without a name. Not a story, not a song. Not a fairytale, not a movie; or a comic or line. A poem is my feelings I share with you. Still a poem is nothing without a name. It's useless and annoying. Despicable and deceiving. Ungrateful though delightful. Poems are nothing without a name.
*WITHOUT a name That last bit just doesn't make sense with that word. I'm not a poem-lover, but these are... Nice.
hehe "Don't text and drive kids" Jk I wasn't driving just not paying attention. I'll fix that minor detail now.
Your welcome, again thanks for telling me. Glad you like my poetry, means much since I don't really share my poetry often.