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The coldEverything was so cold as she laid in the snow. She'd forgotten what had happened. What had happened? There was blood everywhere, but. . . The snow was so deep she could see the tops of trees poking out from the ground. There was pain in her side, but every thing was growing numb.
Suddenly there were soft crunching noises coming near. They were slow so hopfully it was a deer or something and not a wolf or some other preditor. For some reason she had an urge to cry out. Something tugged at her words pulling them out without her knowing she need to say them. "Please." She said to quietly. "H-help me. Please." A man apeared before her dressed in an old suit. Was this a joke? It was surly below five. Why was he dressed like that?
He stood as if he were towering over her like a skyscraper. . . strong. . .unmoving. All she could see was his eyes. They looked into her so deeply that they went strait threw and made her feel even colder. They seemed to be the things compelling her to speak.
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
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