What are these? Poetry drabbles, of course, made just for the sake of "I like poetry"
Being a warrior
It's not what you think
Of course it isn't
Not blood and neither sorrowful
Tears that make you weep until
Night falls and you
Go to sleep
Yet not, you stay
Awake through the night
Through the fog
Thinking of the horrors
Claws must bring
No
Never, those are the bad
Times of life
And I take the good
The honor
Pride and smiles and thrills that
Make your blood run
Cold as the moon
But in a way, I guess
It is still
Warlike,
It is always
Fierce,
Because we are
What we are
Nothing changes that.
Thrill goes through you fur
A chain of adenine that
Holds you to your ground
But haves you great fun while
Fighting for the sake of
Honor; I do
I do take the warrior vow
Vow to do these things,
Not just hunting and fighting and sleeping
But of course the fierce, independent
Pride and Honor
Erm, ooookay. This turned out completely unlike I expected, and I doubt it makes that much sense at all, but still, it was quick and fun to write...
He's a geek
Of course
But who, of all persons
Can see that; who
of all Clanmates
Don't worship him like an idol
Say I must do the same
To live the same life
As them; but who
Cares for all their StarClan
What I wouldn't give to be rid of
That flesh-and-bones maggot
Who runs fast as a swan
Not fast, I tell you
But graceful, ever so
Graceful; it's hard to imagine I once
Played with such a
Fraud; a looser
Hard to think about it
How he got all the stares and attention
All the love and care
From our parents and for
That I hate him to his
Guts and throat and feet to tail-tip
So maybe I shall get
Revenge for all that happened
Revenge for all
that separated my position
From his
Ditto as the thing above. I just let my brain guide my fingers on what to do, without thinking about anything much. I don't think I got a FORTH of all the semicolons and lines write. But seriously, these are just playthings I write when I feel bored.