Gray
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Post by Gray on Jul 12, 2023 16:45:29 GMT -5
Both rejected but it was a blast to try writing poetry for the first time in years. Ixi Day Haikus Short horns and small hooves Climbers, grazers, headbutt-ers The famous Ixi
Vibrant, lush and green Few trees to cut the suns sheen Plains of Meridell
Many great and small Intricate and intimate herd Nomad family
Red, yellow, green, blue Mystery with some magic Pets for me and you
Paintbrushes and clothes Training at pirates cove Happy Ixi day
How a Tuskaninny Stays Cool They swim, they splash It's all quite a blast
How the water sits cool and blue For them and for you
They daydream, they eat ice cream It’s all really very serene
How the vanilla is discrete In a frozen treat
They run, they wave It’s all in a day
How the ball bounces past And laughs follow fast
They sling, they slush It’s really a must
How they flock to the stand Many Altador Cup fans
They party, they celebrate On a very special date
How they cheer and play For a special Tuskaninny Day
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Post by Stephanie (swordlilly) on Aug 3, 2023 11:46:02 GMT -5
Here's my most recent failed attempt, for Meridell Day. I think I'll try resubmitting it for Draik Day in September, or a random day. The Draik Nest
Deep in the heart of Meridell, Unseen on any map, There is a quiet mountain where Trees curve around a gap.
When you sneak inside, you feel A sudden warmth and hush. The cave is filled with purple rocks; The moss is soft and lush.
You hear a steady dripping sound And turn to see a pool, Greenly bubbling on the cavern floor, Nurturing and cool.
This hidden cave, the legend says, Is home to every Draik. It's here that their babies hatch from eggs And in the darkness wake.
A slow unease descends on you; You feel you've stayed too long. On the way out, you put the leaves Back where they belong.
And as you turn to watch the sky You cannot help but see Two shadows fly in arcs above, Graceful, strong and free.
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