Blossom
Frailest, fragrant
Flourishing, thriving, wilting
Ever so pink
Flower

Come with me into the world of elves
Where nothing is as it seems
There, forces from two worlds fight each other
And we just might get lost

And we soar from world to world
Nothing will stop us now
And we soar from world to world
Don't you want to come with me?

We will travel over the mountains on a snow white swan
And sing about what we see
Let's fight dragons and dark elves and troll
Who dwell in a far above cave

And we will soar from world to world
Now won't you just come with me?

Poems are different
Like people and watches
They take different forms
From odes and to dactyls

A poem could be
A sonnet by Shakespeare
Or maybe you'd like
Funny limericks like Ed Lear

Some poems take shapes
And put them in concretes
While others write lyrics
That keep for them secrets

Many poems have structure
Like haikus and epics
Others float freely
Like elegy ekphrastics

That's it for poems
Though many are left
On this very website
Are some of them kept

Watching the sunrise
It's so very beautiful
Can I go to bed?