mandag den 24. januar 2011

Poem # 7

The best is when the skies are blue and the birds are crying



Scars and wounds
It is the worst
Broken bones and blood
It is the worst

Rain and snow
It is the worst
Dark skies and grumpy people
It is the worst

Losing a games and races
It is the worst
Bad luck in a casino
It is the worst

In school all day
It is the worst
Like the 4th lesson
It is the worst

With family and friends
It s the best
Sitting and talking
 It is the best

With family and friends
It is the best
Eating a delicious meal
It is the best

In the forest
It is the best
With my bike
It is the best

On vacation in the mountains 
It is the best
With my bike and friends
It is the best

The world in harmony
It is the best
Good times and good memories
It is the best for me.  


5 kommentarer:

  1. David og Camilla:
    Flow/Rhythm: Good flow in the stanza's
    Rhyme: No rhyme.
    Remember:

    SvarSlet
  2. it is a very thoughtful poem, very niice.
    jonas lasse

    SvarSlet
  3. 2x Kristoffer
    in general, it's fine poem. maybe, we miss a change in structure.

    SvarSlet
  4. We like the kursive strift :-)!

    SvarSlet