Poetry Submissions, to cB news |
Poetry Submissions, to cB news |
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![]() dripping destruction ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Alumni Posts: 7,282 Joined: Jun 2004 Member No: 21,929 ![]() |
hello poets!
the cB newspaper (letter, whatever) is looking to feature a poem (or two) every issue. so: if you want us to consider your poem for featuring please: 1. Post your poem(s) in this thread 2. Post a link to the thread with your poem(s) (if you didn't make a thread already for your poem, then just say no thread) please, no comments - if you wish to comment, click on the link to that poem. please note that we are cannot feature every poem, and we may not be featuring the best poem; we also consider the emotion that the poem evokes, and if it fits with our publication. Poems submitted will always remain in consideration. Pinned by Fae. Please do not remove until further notice, mods. Thank you! This post has been edited by sadolakced acid: Jun 12 2005, 12:44 AM |
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![]() Donna-chan ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,183 Joined: Mar 2005 Member No: 120,389 ![]() |
just posted it up: Original
The Ninja Through the Darkest night, when the full moon's glow has cast. A ninja, a living shadow, steps into the pale moonlight, To slay every man in it's way. The ninja is not indeed a man, but a woman to be precise. Her weapon's, her trusty companion, is a steel fan, and a sharp small dagger With deadly grace, and costant skills neither beast nor man can match, no mercy for those she kills. She became feared as the shadows of death. A lone samurai stood to test his might, a worthy opponent is her. His blade yearned to give me eternal night. Like the unseen wind, I was upon him. With a flash of steel I fell to my knees holding my stomach blood running down my side, The samurai has drawn his last. With a quick rebound from the samurai's blade, My dagger found it's mark. With blood and debt repaid, The samurai fell lifeless to the ground. My opponent vanquished, my love for death still unquenched, as I set off to continue my committment. |
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