"appease" poems - Hello Poetry

They say there was once a bird, The silent type always unheard, Hovering up in the sky, For all of eternity would it ever fly. The touch of a human upon it was always forbidden, Making a biological secret be forever hidden, Due to the transparency and the height of which cannot be reached, It makes another lesson of evolution not breached. What is know, however very little, Is the bird makes one feel rather belittled. It contains an immortality so great, That it is forever the same and never grows from it's traits. However, even though the phoenix of true legend is made of fire, This version is something that will always stay higher. It moves ever slow, like a turtle moving its bare arms, Yet it seems as if it forever sounds its alarms. Our alarms we sound at the dark times, though, As this phoenix creature begins to cast it's own shadow. All citizens race to their homes, Awaiting a closer strike from the phoenix within the clouds that roams. The phoenix moves, but notices no one near, Feeling the shivering of the cold and the town's fear. Emotion shows as small drops fall to the ground, For the phoenix finally screams it's thunderous sound. The great ground pound hits with the force of the phoenix's body, As if saying, "I wanted to be nice, but you hate me now, so nobody stop me!" One human man walks out to know what's going on, And realizes that the phoenix is blocking the sun. The phoenix above continues to cry The tears that do not heal, the ones that fall into the man's eye. He quickly wipes them off, And then looks all the way up. A question to the creature, "Why do you cry?" The phoenix responds with another tear out of it's eye. The man explains, "Now, listen please. I only want to be the one to appease." The phoenix slowly stops crying its last tear, Almost agreeing to listen the man's prayer. The man continues, "Unlike your brother who can heal, Your tears can do the same as the unreal." He explains, "Your sadness affects us all, As are our ears deafened by your great call. Now, all I hope for you is to select a different place and find it, So everyone, including you, will have some needed peace and quiet." The phoenix slightly nodded, with one last drop. It suddenly broke apart, with one final pop. The creature broke away to seek it's next destination, As it needed to go away and not cause more devastation. The phoenix is seen no more, Though I'm people have still seen it before. Look out in the sky with the best possible sight, And you may see the phoenix still hovering in it's slow flight.

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May 21, 2011

May 21, 2011 at 11:30 PM UTC

aaron-jacob-frederick

Cloud Phoenix

They say there was once a bird, The silent type always unheard, Hovering up in the sky, For all of eternity would it ever fly. The touch of a human upon it was always forbidden, Making a biological secret be forever hidden, Due to the transparency and the height of which cannot be reached, It makes another lesson of evolution not breached. What is know, however very little, Is the bird makes one feel rather belittled. It contains an immortality so great, That it is forever the same and never grows from it's traits. However, even though the phoenix of true legend is made of fire, This version is something that will always stay higher. It moves ever slow, like a turtle moving its bare arms, Yet it seems as if it forever sounds its alarms. Our alarms we sound at the dark times, though, As this phoenix creature begins to cast it's own shadow. All citizens race to their homes, Awaiting a closer strike from the phoenix within the clouds that roams. The phoenix moves, but notices no one near, Feeling the shivering of the cold and the town's fear. Emotion shows as small drops fall to the ground, For the phoenix finally screams it's thunderous sound. The great ground pound hits with the force of the phoenix's body, As if saying, "I wanted to be nice, but you hate me now, so nobody stop me!" One human man walks out to know what's going on, And realizes that the phoenix is blocking the sun. The phoenix above continues to cry The tears that do not heal, the ones that fall into the man's eye. He quickly wipes them off, And then looks all the way up. A question to the creature, "Why do you cry?" The phoenix responds with another tear out of it's eye. The man explains, "Now, listen please. I only want to be the one to appease." The phoenix slowly stops crying its last tear, Almost agreeing to listen the man's prayer. The man continues, "Unlike your brother who can heal, Your tears can do the same as the unreal." He explains, "Your sadness affects us all, As are our ears deafened by your great call. Now, all I hope for you is to select a different place and find it, So everyone, including you, will have some needed peace and quiet." The phoenix slightly nodded, with one last drop. It suddenly broke apart, with one final pop. The creature broke away to seek it's next destination, As it needed to go away and not cause more devastation. The phoenix is seen no more, Though I'm people have still seen it before. Look out in the sky with the best possible sight, And you may see the phoenix still hovering in it's slow flight.