AN: Sorry, my Shakespears for not updating on Friday! I was camping without WiFi, and I don't have data in my plan, so you're going to get two poems tonight, and guess what? They're going to be about camping!
Flicker, pop.
I watch the fire. It doesn't stop
burning, dancing,
it's sound always ringing
in my ear.
"Feed the fire, my dear,"
Mother says,
and wood in the fire I lay.
Flare, glow.
I watch the fire grow.
Hungry, greedy,
the fire acts needy
though I know it needs no more.
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PuisiPoetry is one of my favorite forms of writing, so I decided to share my pieces with you. From humorous poems, to depressing and completey random ones, I write them all. I also happen to enjoy song writing, so expect some lyrics to. Give me prompts a...
