Hi, guys! I'm not dead! (Though I probably will be soon for my lack of commitment to my other stories...T.T)
For all those people who have waited god knows how long for an update, I truly apologize and (hopefully) I'll be picking them back up during summer vacation sometime...I've just been having the worst writer's block... sigh.
But anyway, my English class is doing a unit on poetry (which I suck at, by the way) and we just started the Shakespearean sonnets. Simply because I couldn't think of any other topic (obsessed!), I decided to do one on FMA. It is kinda ambiguous though. Hehe. So there's a summary at the bottom of the page to better understand whatever it is I wrote. (I'm not even sure what it is...)
Summary:Ed is on a hill overlooking the graveyard in Risembool. Alphonse has died and Ed is mourning for him. Just a short piece.
Please review! I would like to know how this sounds just to see if my English teacher will approve or not... Poems have never been my forte... But I'm willing to give it a try!
Upon That Hill
Away, across, far off, and gone, is field,
Where there, a lone boy stops to view and stands.
This sombre painting of events not yield,
The trembling of his strong and d'termined hands.
As his many dreams fly past his shoulder,
His thoughts and fee'ings revolve around an'er.
He thinks to him whom he not play deceiver,
His only family, and his will to stir.
He stares the hills down to the graves so near.
He sees not tombs but only his bright star.
He thinks again the mem'ries he holds so dear.
And weeps into his hands until its dar'.
The things he loved and held so close inside
His dreams, his hopes, his thoughts have all there died.
Summary: Ed is on a hill overlooking the graveyard in Resembool. Alphonse has died and Ed is mourning for him. Just a short piece.
Again, you reading experts out there, PLEASE tell me how I did! I desperately need to know! (My grade depends on it! ... Sort of...)
Thanks for reading!