Well, hi guys! (And Fluff :D) It's Tokiiro here. Dani's recently found my interest in poetry rivals his own, so with his help I bought a journal. I'm even better than him at meter and stuff (Although you won't ever catch me doing iambic.) so expect a lot more of that! I specialize in free verse-- just like him-- but I can also do rhyme pretty well.

I'll only do rhyme if the poem calls for it to be rhyme. I get this... intuition thing about if it should be free verse or rhyme. So, go ahead and read on! I'll post some notes on possible poems, uncompleted poems, and stuff like that. :) Bye guys! (And Fluff :D)

So here's the first poem! It's also my very first poem in meter, so I hope you'll like it. I believe the term for the type of meter I've done is either septameter or sestameter.

It SAYS it's a sonnet, but it didn't want to rhyme. Oh well.

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Hey! I just finished another poem-- doing meter is really fun, actually! The one this one is in is called Pentameter. I actually got the idea eating lunch! Enjoy~

Oranges
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Chewing an orange, you
Spy juices dribble
Down your arm, splashing
'gainst the pavement in
One fell swoop, leaving
Dark specks of liquid
Reflecting the light.

Oh, what a pity,
You think, dejected
At the sight of the
Wasted ambrosia.
You take another
Nibble of citrus,
peeling back the rind,
careful to catch

The liquid in your
Cup, wanting a taste.

Hi guys! I just had lunch-- it was fun. I got apple juice, which inspired this poem. Have a look!

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A Juice So Sweet

A hint of tangy whips down
My throat, leaving a cool glow
Of p*censored*ion in my windpipe.

A liquid so sweet
Flows like wine down
Chilling my heat.

A hint of tangy
A hint of spices
Exotic times past.

A hint of tangy whips down
My throat, leaving a cool glow
Of p*censored*ion in my windpipe.