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Post by ladydragonrider on May 31, 2005 0:10:40 GMT -4
The lights flared, the crowd's gaze was on me. I began singing, my voice clear as can be.
Mother nudged my shoulder, waking me from my sleep. Just a dream.
Oh, but a dream so sweet, I dare not wake. Every night, I have this dream, but still it makes me shake.
The idea behind it is crazy- me, a singer? No way. I will always just dream. As it will always be concerts at which
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Post by ladydragonrider on May 31, 2005 0:11:25 GMT -4
Err, it was supposed to go: "As it will always be concerts at which I linger."
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Post by Nymiane on Jun 3, 2005 0:26:28 GMT -4
Just a note..if you click on modify you can change the mistakes in your post if you want. I like the Poem, but I'd really like to see more of it, more put together and longer.. It's got great potential, but it leaves you hanging there, and it jumps from one part to another very quickly.
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