These poems are old so blame the 9 year old me if they suck
Poem Name:Changes
Author:Raleigh
Poem:
Everything was different one day
The mare was green
And purple was the color of the Hay
The sky was red
A drems were where ladders lead
People flew birds walked
We hissed instead of talked
Eyes are orange lips are blue
ANd the number of people is only a few
Then I woke up from this horrible dream
Now Im I to forever be
POem Name:Questions
Author:Raleigh
Poem:
What Am i looking at
A fish or a bird
Am i seeing drawings
or am seeing words
The thing that flies is that a bird or a fish?
Does a penny grant a wish?
Does a pen write?
Does a plane take flight?
Does the moon come out at night?
Questions!
Poem Name:princess
Author:Raleigh
poem:
No expression on her face
Her hat is lined with pricey lace
Her dress is gold blue and red
Hair is pulled behind her head
She is not making any noise
Holding herself with grace and poise
Like a princess
Poem Name:???
Author:raleigh
I look in the mirror then talk
I stand in the street then walk
I tip my hand in the water then swim
ON my hat i feel the velvet brim
Berch Perch on branches then fly in the sky
The trees cry
Things will die but i will live
People will take but i will give
The air is cold but to me its hot
Someone else is someone im not
They are drawings but they are words
Things will die but i will live
People will take but i will give
Poem Name:The Invention of Worries
author:Raleigh (duh)
POem:
As the last few people signed
Thoughts went through peoples minds
The rules to hard to follow
May that someday be the case
For most of these people came from a different race
Obeying the kings orders is not as easy as it looks
For they were very important what the evil king took
Our freedom our lifes and even our books
So as the last signature was signed
Thoughts went flying out of mind
The invention of worries
Poem Name:An Agel Lad
Author:Raleigh
Poem:
Deep fine lines
in a peice of wood
tell a story sad
But this story not be Morbid
Of an angel of a lad
he was good one
nice and merry
Until came hardtimes woe
He stole he drank and couldnt think
Of anything of great
He killed him self upon a ship
and drifted off on a plank
But as his spirit lifted he flew away by night
upon the shadow moon
He sat back down on a plank
and let him be happy
as the heavens say
Life is good don't waste it
Because of a bad day.
