Here is one of my first bits of writing (that I'm not ashamed of). This is a poem I wrote for English class in high school, so some of you may have seen it before. It is a Shakespearean sonnet written in iambic pentameter. Read it...even if you don't like poetry...
Ode To A Darkhorse
In what fine place can’st thou be found, my love?
Thro’out the world no place have I ignor’d,
Upon the highest mount I’ve searched above,
Yea, e’en the furthest land have I explor’d.
Beneath the sun thy beauty shines like gold,
Two em’ralds set in glass, they are thine eyes
And skin so smooth, alas, I’ll make so bold;
Thy lovely lips have e’er brought forth my cries.
Oh how I long to touch, to hold thee tight,
To look into thine eyes and see myself,
I would thou bide forever in my sight,
That none of thee be lost upon some else.
All this I wish as long as time shall pass,
Yea, e’en to catch my love, a Largemouth Bass.
Thro’out the world no place have I ignor’d,
Upon the highest mount I’ve searched above,
Yea, e’en the furthest land have I explor’d.
Beneath the sun thy beauty shines like gold,
Two em’ralds set in glass, they are thine eyes
And skin so smooth, alas, I’ll make so bold;
Thy lovely lips have e’er brought forth my cries.
Oh how I long to touch, to hold thee tight,
To look into thine eyes and see myself,
I would thou bide forever in my sight,
That none of thee be lost upon some else.
All this I wish as long as time shall pass,
Yea, e’en to catch my love, a Largemouth Bass.
about damn time you wrote a blog.
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