Soar
Hey, first Peter Pan fic, and my first time formatting it into a poem. I'm a decent rhymer so hopefully I won't butcher this too badly.
Disclaimer: Never owned, never will.
I rested, relaxing in a tree,
Although not nearly as carefree
As I used to be.
I couldn't get her off my mind,
Thoughts taking a new course of their own design.
I shifted restlessly, worried
My sense of security blurried.
I, the great Peter Pan,
Only afraid of becoming a man.
Who had faced jealous fairies,
And intimidating Indians inquiries.
I closed my eyes,
Remembering my own close demise:
Her sweet voice saying: "Tis only a thimble,"
And with soft trembling hands and fingers nimble,
Grabbed my face hard,
bringing forth a hiss,
And gave me her first kiss.
After the glow of pink and Wendy had gone,
It wasn't long,
Before Tink explained a thimble and a kiss.
And now something was amiss,
Here in the Neverland.
Me growing up,
Had never been a part of the plan.
I had been destined for joy and fun,
But because of the aching pain,
There hadn't been any sun,
Nor any rain
For a very long time.
I blinked,
Staring straight into the eyes of Tink.
Tugging at my hair,
And fluttering impatiently in the air.
She shook, offering me her dust,
But it was no longer a must.
Happy thoughts,
Happy thoughts,
Happy thoughts.
All revolved around a single girl,
Who had sent my mind into a whirl.
I slipped into the air, and out of my pose,
All the while thinking of her kiss as I rose.
Tink looked at me with confused eyes,
Wondering what had caused me to rise.
There were no words to describe,
The particular feeling I had inside.
When it came to her,
There was only one thing that was sure:
Although she was with me no more,
She would always help me soar.
To love her would be an awfully big adventure…
Okay, tell me what you think, because I did this in about twenty minutes. Hopefully it's not terrible, because I started and stopped right in the middle. And I really hadn't expected it to be this long. Reviews are loved, the people who write them even more so.
SNO.