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blu phoenix
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Poems v.2
post any poems or just stuff you have written here. enjoy and resond. we want to hear what you have to say.
here's one of mine about....
Ode to Converse
Converse-
inside my dark empty shoe
hides my freedom
to walk my walk
and run, run, run!
The smooth stretchy fabric
comforts my feet
protects and guards me
from the danger
that lurks ahead.
No thorns can pierce the skin
of my stone shoe
it is my shield,
my sword,
my feets womb.
As I sink into heaven
my socks feed on my soles
for it is the bottom
the end
of my wonderful Converse.
Ode to Converse
my haven for relaxation
my guardian that shields me
from the worlds wrath.
no thorn can pierce it's armor
for it is a slice of freedom
in a shoeless world.
post any poems or just stuff you have written here. enjoy and resond. we want to hear what you have to say.
here's one of mine about....
Ode to Converse
Converse-
inside my dark empty shoe
hides my freedom
to walk my walk
and run, run, run!
The smooth stretchy fabric
comforts my feet
protects and guards me
from the danger
that lurks ahead.
No thorns can pierce the skin
of my stone shoe
it is my shield,
my sword,
my feets womb.
As I sink into heaven
my socks feed on my soles
for it is the bottom
the end
of my wonderful Converse.
Ode to Converse
my haven for relaxation
my guardian that shields me
from the worlds wrath.
no thorn can pierce it's armor
for it is a slice of freedom
in a shoeless world.