mimitchilover
Well-known member
hi. i am entering a poetry contest and am submitting a poem. i cannot have help with it, so no suggestions please but i think you will like it!
_________________________I Wonder for Another Day_______________________________________________-
I wonder why the ocean's waves
Crash upon the shore.
I wonder why I can't see
That rainbow anymore.
I wonder why the world
Spins around the sun.
And why everyone goes to sleep
When the day is done.
But mostly I wonder
Why I am the only one
Who wonders every night,
From dusk until dawn.
I wonder why I write these words
As I watch the shining sun.
I sit and think anything I can
As another wondrous day is gone.
I wonder why all my friends
Just go along.
They don't mind whether
They get ten dollars or one.
While I, thinking over everything,
Wonder why the moon is gray
And why the sky is black.
And when the stars light up the sky
When the sun will come back.
And of course I wonder
Why I took this path
Into rhyme and poetry
Choosing the descion
That was rarely taken
But finally got some wear
Covering its mossy path.
When others see me doing this
They stare and point their fingers
As my pen scratches the paper,
Leaving an inky trail.
And as I give them my secret smile,
Known only to those near me,
I wonder why they think this.
If you wish to do what I do,
Get ready for a long hard slog,
Although poetry is mostly rhyme and song,
Remember the most important thing of all:
Wonder for another day.
thats my poem! like it?
_________________________I Wonder for Another Day_______________________________________________-
I wonder why the ocean's waves
Crash upon the shore.
I wonder why I can't see
That rainbow anymore.
I wonder why the world
Spins around the sun.
And why everyone goes to sleep
When the day is done.
But mostly I wonder
Why I am the only one
Who wonders every night,
From dusk until dawn.
I wonder why I write these words
As I watch the shining sun.
I sit and think anything I can
As another wondrous day is gone.
I wonder why all my friends
Just go along.
They don't mind whether
They get ten dollars or one.
While I, thinking over everything,
Wonder why the moon is gray
And why the sky is black.
And when the stars light up the sky
When the sun will come back.
And of course I wonder
Why I took this path
Into rhyme and poetry
Choosing the descion
That was rarely taken
But finally got some wear
Covering its mossy path.
When others see me doing this
They stare and point their fingers
As my pen scratches the paper,
Leaving an inky trail.
And as I give them my secret smile,
Known only to those near me,
I wonder why they think this.
If you wish to do what I do,
Get ready for a long hard slog,
Although poetry is mostly rhyme and song,
Remember the most important thing of all:
Wonder for another day.
thats my poem! like it?
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