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                   Words and Knives

                         By: Weller C.

                                Free-Verse


The ground is smattered with our blood,

our names are written in the mud.


This endless cycle we endure,

is bound to keep our spirits here.


For all the men who run and hide,

and those who cheated, stole, and lied.


We weep for thee and hope we may,

send their spirits on their way.


For when all who feel they’re lost

are found.The blood that once stained; leaves the ground.


And in the loud stadium,

they think it's all in good fun.


As we struggle in the dust,

till one of us is gone


No one cares for us a bit,

at us they curse, and scowl, and spit.


But even when our time is near,

we remember who commits us here.


We think nothing of those whom bring us down,

but instead, look ahead, at those who hold our crown.


We are the kings of all their lives,

We fight for them with words and knives

 

Props to William Ernest Henley for the inspiration to write this poem.

 

Cross Country Running

               By: Weller C.

                Free-Verse


What sport could be the greatest? To me I know; but you?

what do you thinks the greatest sport, the one that's fun for you?


To me the air’s the greatest when you’re almost out of breathe,

And everything is more fun when you feel so close to death.


Running is the greatest, you’d know it if you tried,

But even if your really slow, much fun you’ll always find.


The cheetah knows what speed is, the wolf can run evermore,

But if you say you hate to run, your mind will shut a door.


It could stay open longer if you gave it half a chance,

Because the hills and grass are waiting, exhausted legs to dance.


Cross Country is greater sport you’ll ever hope to meet,

But if you don’t believe me, come with us and put good use to those feet!


 Image result for running race

       Dragons

       By: Weller C.

           Acrostic


Death defying

Raging creatures

Among all beasts

Great and mighty

Over the hills and into their caves

Not ones to be taken lightly

Shadowy flaming beings

 

 Image result for black dragon

       Phoenix Dream

             By: Weller C.

               Wingspark


I dreamed

I rode upon a flaming beast

Through a never-ending sky

Burning brightly like the sun

With its ever-burning form

 

Fire and Water

         By: Weller C.        

 diamante


                                   Fire

                         hot, destructive 

            burning, destroying, killing

        inferno, flames, indigo, gentle rains,

               healing, hydrating, soothing

                      cold, regenerative

                                Water

 

 

 

      Reeds among the pond

                   By: Weller C.

                          Haiku

 

   Long vibrant green poles

The waters strong living staves

   Reeds among the pond

 

 Image result for reeds

    Silver Wolf

     By: Weller C.

      Free-Verse


The swift wolf runs ahead of the rest,

Its clear that at running he’s the best.

His silver fur is shining bright,

He’s painted in the perfect light.


The silver colored running wolf,

Dodges running elk’s large hoof.

As silver wolf bites down to kill,

The other wolves watch from the hill.


All the wonderful meat he brings,

Is eaten heartily as sunset dims.

The silver wolf lies down to sleep,

Till into his den, the sun-light doth creep.

 

 Image result for wolf

     The Lonely Dragon

               By: Weller C.

                  Free-Verse


Alone is in Dragon in the side of the mountain.

On the cold dark floor of the cave he sleeps.

He is ever-watchful of the city below.

Many knights have come to kill him.

None have succeeded in killing Dragon.


Dragon only wants a friend.

He is not so cold hearted as they think he is.

He only kills the men who come to kill him to save himself.

If only they could see his true nature.

If only,

If only,

If only they would give poor Dragon a chance


For he would surely welcome them into his den

and be kind to them, loving even

as if they were his own kin

 

   Image result for sleeping dragon
 

         When the Stairway to Heaven Falls

                            By: Weller C.

                             Free-Verse


You have left earth behind you and the road lies clear ahead.

The screams from below are drowned out by the melodious voices of singing angels.

The staircase to walk in made of pure gold, and it shines brilliantly as it refracts spectral light.

Suddenly you approach a gate, and an angel meets you there to open it.

The golden gates of heaven begin to swing wide for you inviting you inside.

The gates of heaven close and you fall back onto the staircase.

It is no longer crafted from shining gold but is comprised of deep black cold obsidian.

You tumble down bruising your body as you tumble down further and further

down into darkness.

An dark pit opens beneath the stairs and a wraith calls to you.

The wraiths breathe is as cold as ice and its body radiating black.

You try to grasp at the stair you are falling down desperate to stop your fall.

The steps break your bones and bloody your face as you slide towards the abyss.

You try to stay calm and reach out to to a shining hand in  front of you.

The hand flickers from shiny to black and gnarled as you start to lose hope.

You make one last attempt and grab the hand, not knowing which you grabbed.

The hand you grasped is somewhere in between, a pale golden hand with shining black nails.

This is your salvation, even  when your actions are black, you heart still beats golden.

And when the stairway to heaven falls into darkness, you will climb back up and claim your salvation.

 

 

          The dodgeball dilemma

                    By: Weller C.

         Small Moment = Big Story                            (Free Verse)


Teams staring down

each other on eitherside

of the gym.

Hands balled into fists

anxiously awaiting the

whistle.

Flashes of color streak

across the floor, as

the foam

ball disappear

from the center of the

room.

Soldiers fall in defeat,

the unmerciful balls thinking

into their forms.

The medic is down, what

does the team do now?

They cannot give up,

this is war.

The battle goes on

for ages until its just

1 man vs. the opposing

army.

Balls whiz past and

the single soldier

dodges each one

gracefully.

Catches one 3

left to go, as the

unlucky soldier

stalks off the court.

Catching that

means the medic

is up, soldiers start

to come back.

Reborn from the

out-box, into the court.

The team has one,

because of one catch. 

 

 

   

 

 

Comments (26)

Brennan I said

at 3:16 pm on May 20, 2015

I love the Phoenix dream the is very cool.

EveHJ said

at 9:23 am on May 21, 2015

All of your poems are over the charts it's to awesome, it's so incredible to read.

Pauline C said

at 9:27 am on May 21, 2015

Your poem about cross country is very cool, I like how at the end you said "put good use to those feet!"

Joey S. said

at 9:38 am on May 21, 2015

I like the Dragon one sooo cool and I love how you make it like a scary poem.

Sage M said

at 12:40 pm on May 21, 2015

I like how imposing the dragon poem is!

Moises C. said

at 12:57 pm on May 21, 2015

I like the wolf one it really creates an image. The wolf is more like the alfa of the pack bringing food it's amazing how you made it sound.

Ezra S said

at 12:57 pm on May 21, 2015

I like how deep and fascinating the silver wolf poem is.

Gina G said

at 1:02 pm on May 21, 2015

I like your silver wolf one because in my mind I can see a picture of what is happening. I also like how dramatic it is.

Sam W said

at 1:03 pm on May 21, 2015

I like your cross country poem because I like running.

Chloe Ga said

at 1:05 pm on May 21, 2015

I really like the Words and Knives one. I like how deep it is. Good job!

Zander B said

at 1:09 pm on May 21, 2015

The Dodgeball poem is very vivid, and it's happened before, it's very riveting. I also enjoyed the Phoenix poem, I would enjoy that dream. The words and knives poem is a really cool poem. I enjoy the image given. Fantastic!

Seth M said

at 1:10 pm on May 21, 2015

I liked your dodge ball poem because it gave me a picture of what was happening.

Hannah V said

at 1:11 pm on May 21, 2015

I like your Acrostic Dragon Poem because it Rhymes, plus it is all true. Plus, you still made it interesting while being Acrostic.

Taylor N said

at 1:22 pm on May 21, 2015

I liked your poem "Cross Country Running" because I love running.

Chloe Gr said

at 1:30 pm on May 21, 2015

I like your fire and water poem because thats a really good idea to use as opposites and the words you used to describe them were really good.

Miranda J said

at 1:30 pm on May 21, 2015

I liked your poem "Silver Wolf". You did a good job of showing that he is the best.

Rebecca F. said

at 1:39 pm on May 21, 2015

I really liked your "When the Stairway to Heaven Falls" poem because it was really interesting and true.

Ian M. said

at 1:39 pm on May 21, 2015

The poem about the staircase to heaven is very true t me anyway very well written and is great with the deeper meaning part of it.

Kaylin K-T said

at 1:43 pm on May 21, 2015

I like "When the Stairway to Heaven Falls". It's true and I got a clear visual.

Dylan F said

at 1:46 pm on May 21, 2015

I like the dodge ball poem because I can relate and it is fun.

Chase S said

at 1:53 pm on May 21, 2015

I really liked the wolf one because you really explained what he does and how he does it in my opinion you did a awesome job.

Jade O said

at 2:03 pm on May 21, 2015

I like the lonely dragon poem because I got a good visual.

Brinna E. said

at 8:56 am on May 22, 2015

Good job on your small moment poem it was like the rules and how you play the game.

Julie M said

at 12:44 pm on May 22, 2015

I liked your Diamante poem because the words you used described it well. I also liked how you used pictures because it gives you a more visual image.

Morganne M said

at 1:02 pm on May 22, 2015

I like your fire and ice poem, because you made the fire seem destructive and the water seem soothing. Good job!

Cassi M said

at 1:24 pm on May 25, 2015

Weller, your XC poem is my favorite. I do not just like to run but you also get people to think about what their favorite sport is.

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