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Hello, this poem was written by Skye McLean and no other author may take credit for this. Today is is not in a published book. Feel free to read and share this magnificent poem that is sole property of Skye McLean. No other author can take credit or post this anywhere as their own.
Dawns Hair
A poem about a young writers frustration
Tonight
No Zs caught
Sleep and peace, unattainable
Therefore no dream
Brain tends to
Stray in
Dark
Polar July night
Full moon clamors about his shine
Trashy fans blow
Must`ve blew passion
Dead
Its frigid dead
Like trees in winter
Story uncreatable
Waiting on the edge
Yearns for creation to be
Godly
Novel beyond capability
Yellow pencils
Like old sidewalks cracked
No eraser left
Mysteriously nonexistent
Legendary challenging to design
Desire
Shiny Oprah book sticker upon hardcovers
Earned awards
Mostly devoted readers
First I must write
instead
Poetry in
Dawns bewitchingly beautiful light
By: Skye McLean
July 2010
Hello, this poem was written by Skye McLean and no other author may take credit for this. Today is is not in a published book. Feel free to read and share this magnificent poem that is sole property of Skye McLean. No other author can take credit or post this anywhere as their own.
Dawns Hair
A poem about a young writers frustration
Tonight
No Zs caught
Sleep and peace, unattainable
Therefore no dream
Brain tends to
Stray in
Dark
Polar July night
Full moon clamors about his shine
Trashy fans blow
Must`ve blew passion
Dead
Its frigid dead
Like trees in winter
Story uncreatable
Waiting on the edge
Yearns for creation to be
Godly
Novel beyond capability
Yellow pencils
Like old sidewalks cracked
No eraser left
Mysteriously nonexistent
Legendary challenging to design
Desire
Shiny Oprah book sticker upon hardcovers
Earned awards
Mostly devoted readers
First I must write
instead
Poetry in
Dawns bewitchingly beautiful light
By: Skye McLean
July 2010
I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If you don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
You and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My friends had to like you a lot
and you felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
You think you're mr. I'm so cool
but you used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people you love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made you feel much better.
But the fight we had,
you said was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell you gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!