Song/Poem Contest

[Rainshadow]

  Sorry, not to be picky and annoying or anything, but it's When You Dream, not What You Dream.  Also, I had accidentally voted for the wrong thing, do you think you could reset it or something?

[W0NWILL]

Done, and I'll reset it now that we got stuff, I'll leave that running for a week or so so people can vote. I'll add no more till next week.

[UNKN0WN]

I don't know which one to vote for

[Rainshadow]

  You could go and read all of the songs and poems.  They're actually pretty good in my opinion.

[UNKN0WN]

ok

[Rainshadow]

  Shine

 Shine and your light will go far,
 If you shine like a beautiful star.
 You will be a wonderful sight,
 If you shine like a star, very bright.

[Dannflor]

  A small Otter Ballad from the Wavedog's clan

Were The waves splash on the shore
And Otters are running about
The old ones are really a bore
when we catch a trout
Young Sarg and young rebelious Doup
The Mums a cooking in the Kitchens
Shrimp an otroot soup
The young uns playing in the sea
Loving the beautiful evening
they cry out Please let it be me
When we have the scrumptious meal
Young Dimp can Squeak A hawk to fly
In the Sky



Or

Can you skip can you Play
But not like Dannflor on a day
He Jumps and Runs and with his sword
he slices Boards

Dannflor The Tyrant Also the Trickster King
Doesn't play a game of Ding
Stab slash bump crash
The game is in the Trash

Beware of Dannflor he is vicious and vile
His paws are as hard as a bulls head once in a while
Don't shed a tear or do a jig
Cause You will never grow Big

[Rainshadow]

  (REVIVE!)

 Farther From the Flesh, Closer to Our God

 As I glide up to the heavens,
 I look into the sky.
 I see my Master's strong right hand,
 As I wave the earth goodbye.

 He says, "Well done, good and faithful servant!
 Your time on Earth is done."
 Then He takes me in his arms,
 The arms of God the Son.

[MatthiasMan]

The Tounge of the Mind. . .The Pen. . .

The pen and my ink,
Flow fluently,
Flying across the page,
Imagining quietly.

Letting my mind,
Come out the end,
And pour itself,
For a small send.

That ink all just,
Splattered lines,
Mistakes unmade,
Living fines.

Let it flow,
Just relax,
Go and draw,
Just. . . .relax. . . .

[Rainshadow]

  Flight

 I fly into the sky,
 Feeling the wind on my wings.
 I laugh as I feel pure joy,
 And my heart begins to sing.

 It's so beautiful in the sky,
 So come, I'll take you there!
 You'll feel what it's like to fly,
 And you can go anywhere!

 Don't start to cry while we're in the sky,
 Don't ruin this wonderful time.
 It's amazing to be up so high,
 With the clouds and whispy lines.

[MatthiasMan]

Rainy your poem is great. But the only thing thats not flowing is the last line. Why not change it too:

"With clouds and wispy lines"

See the flow?

[Rainshadow]

  Thanks!  Yeah, I wasn't too proud of the ending.  I was being rushed at the time, and had to end it quickly.