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wrote. You're supposed to choose one of these to write about:
dew, frost, fog, thunder, lightning, rainbow, daisy, sunflower, poison ivy, tulip, bittersweet, water lily, turqoise, pearl, emerald, ruby, gold, silver, a blue jay's squawk, a horse's mane, a rabbit's ears, an owl's hoot, a raccoon's mask, or a fawn's spots.

It can also include fairies, gnomes, elves, spririts, sprites, angels ect. but only one of those groups.

In the poem I have to tell what the thing I chose above was originally, where and when this was, and what happened to change it into what it is now. I need at least 3 to compare with mine.

2006-10-26 12:23:32 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Education & Reference Higher Education (University +)

Here's an example of the type of story poem I need:
One night
when the world was very young,
a moonbeam was dancing
on a quiet mountain lake.
Seeing it, a woodland fairy ran to the shore,
scooped it up in his hands,
and brought it to his home next to the meadow.
I the morning when he woke up,
he rubbed his eyes in amazement!
Where he had laid his shining treasure
were three golden buttercups!

2006-10-26 12:23:50 · update #1

2 answers

- - - - - - MY HORSE'S MANE - - - - - -

I bought my horse from a rundown farm
Whose owner was drunk an' couldn't give a darn.
And as I gazed at her standing there in the shade
There was not a chance of killing the deal that I made.
She was a Walker, and simply massive in size
And she checked me out with her big black eyes.
I think it was fate brought this Walking Horse to me
And when I discovered her training I laughed in glee.
She could amble, or stroll, and surely could walk
And I swear sometimes she even could talk.
When I entered her field, she'd winnee with pride
I'd leap on her back, and away we'd ride
A man and his horse, no better bond than that.
My horse was called Beau, and her mane was Black.

Zahbudar Oct. 26, 2006
True Story...my Poem

2006-10-26 13:03:21 · answer #1 · answered by zahbudar 6 · 1 0

If you're desperate for a third poem, here's one for you. It's a story that tells the origin of a specific flower, the hyacinth. I know it's not one that you've been given as a choice, but if you're desperate for another poem, maybe you could use it...:

http://thestarlitecafe.com/poems/82/poem_626875.html

2006-10-27 14:20:18 · answer #2 · answered by Larry Powers 3 · 0 0

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