Dawn breaks, apon the mountain range,

Golden bathes the mountains, wind breathes the change.

After a bitter, frozen winter

we imerge and open our eyes.

Now the harsh blow of winter

Has left to our demise.

Spring soaks the coat of a mother,

touches the heart, of a lonly father,

And urges the bird to spread its wings.

 A new genereation, touches the air.

The starting of lives, the new begginings

Spreaded wings, outstretch paws, the frosty earth, pleading for wear.

Now we prepare, for the cirlce to spin.

Let the breath of life begin with spring.

~that ones such a fail but i thought i would enter a happy poem and get it right this time lol~

Mine has the same topic as DecemberMoons, sorry about that :/

In the soft sunlight of a warm spring day,
Something happens in the between the young gra.ss shoots,
Just as the young animals come out to play,
A small sapling spreads it's first roots,

As the ever changing seasons pa.ss,
The sapling grows and changes,
Soon the sapling out grows the gra.ss,
Until it looks over the mountain ranges,

As Winter returns, small animals seek refuge, hoping that Spring will come again soon,
The tree keeps them safe and warm, banishing their fears,
The tree's past it's days of twisting and stretching towards the silver moon,
And now it stands, wise, royal and tall, a small token of previous years.

 Okay, so it isn't very good, but I wrote it in about 3 minutes, and it's difficult to make things make sense and rhyme that quickly xD Enjoy.

I no longer have transportation.
A homeless person sold my car.
I no longer have friends.
They stole my goldfish.
I no longer have family.
They moved to Yemen.
I no longer have money.
I gave my last dollar to a hungry orphan.
Oh, donut, I will find you.


I try to bribe my neighbor to give me a ride.
She sprays me with mace and down I go.
I try to make a friend.
I get a date instead and skidmarks are what you see.
My family calls and they say they will send me cake.
Although cake is good, it is not a donut, I tell them.
OK, they say. We will send you a dollar.
Oh, donut, I will find you.


Oh, donut shop, why are you so far away?
Why can't I ride a bike?
I am too fat, too slow and too Asian.
Why can't I get a new car?
I am too poor, too cheap and too wrinkly.
Maybe I can fly?
I will try.
Up I go to the roof.
And down I go on the bed of weeds.
Oh, donut, I will find you.

The hospital is where I am.
How I got here, I don't know.
The pain comes and goes.
But what is here, I see?
A box of donuts just for me.

The deafening storm rumbles

but i am immune

to the thunderous cacophony of nature

BECUZ I GOTZ MAH HEADPHONESSS. lD YESH.

nu cas was just being random. :O This is not cas's entry. XD

My Win 

The wing calls my name

The darkness clouds my brain

I see the crimson waters

Pooling at my feet

The darkness starts to fade

The silver blade glitters in my hand

Like ice on silver sand

The moon is full and bright

Showing the darkest hearts delight

The body of a boy

Whos eyes are closed

Something drips from the spot where his still heart lays

Its crimson and shows like rose petals in the moonlight

It was his ruby reb blood

A hole in his chest

Forever he lay at rest

A stranger to life

I think this is the worst i have done

Intill i see his wife

She was gagged on the rock

Her eyes large with fear

I had made her come

I had taken her here

To the place where she would watch

As he dies

As the stars fill her eyes

She looks at me and says

"What a monster you are,

I can't belive i didn't see it going this far,

What a mistake it was

To see my flesh and blood

Spill her fathers blood

apon the silver stones

In front of the place where we had met"

I looked and came closer

I took up the silver blade and spoke

"I was your mistake

But you were the one to leave me

Raised by fiends and fellens

Forever waiting to get my revenge"

Now you think i'm crazy

For doing such a deed

But you are wrong

I pluged the blade into my own heart

felt the world spin

and forever i rested,

finally i had gotten my win....

Hear that sound

That raving sound

That is the Holden Toll Racing team you hear,

Speeding through the Bathurst track, will they win

Will they beat Ford, you bet they will

Because they are the Holden Team, The team that speeds through races

Ford has no chance against a Holden.

Hot, Original, Lean, Dramatised, Easy, Natural Holden.

The one car that knows the road, the one car that can’t be beaten.

If you are a Ford fan, go back where you belong, where you were Found On your Rubbish Dump

Because Holden Toll Racing Cars are the top cars and nothing can beat it.

You hear me, HOLDEN Is the Number #1 Car!

They throw off Fords with a strength that will amaze you.

Will they beat Ford on Bathurst, YES they will

They are Holden!

Hmm...

No presents under the Christmas tree

is what I've learned to come to see

for when I wake up upon Christmas day

there is one simple thing I pray

for a Christmas morning with presents for me

sitting under the Christmas tree

  No presents under the Christmas tree?

No tragedy for the likes of me

For I'm a homely mutt, you see

With no presents under the Christmas tree

My pointed ears are lopsided

And I have long-now abided

to knowing I have too many toes

But the thing inside me...

the love in my heart...

 a thing that nobody knows

 is something that would surely grow

if there were presents under the Christmas tree

for a lonely stray dog like me

 Roaming the streets on Christmas eve

the freezing cold refusing to leave

is something that's become a part of me

for I know no love, I'm a stray, you see

But then I see some headlights in snow

just as my heartbeat has started to slow

and I wag my tail in hope for a hero

like Christ the Lord - in this 13 below zero

The car slows to a quivering stop

and I feel my heart about to pop

My savior has come, come just for me

and when I wake up, I know I will see...

some presents under the Christmas tree.

<3 Merry Christmas, and give someone the pleasure of seeing presents under the Christmas tree this year <3

You guys: OMG Shep, can you like, write a poem not about dogs? D:< Shep: No, deal with it.

 And is there a limit to entries? ;3

what a dog wants for Christmas

in this season of love and joy

i'd appreciate a squeaky toy

or perhaps a big fat rawhide bone

in a big red stocking so nicely sewn.

maybe a juicy steak would do

or a hotdog... x2.

i could use a nice new doggy bed

or a collar that fits over my head

maybe a slow old cat to chase

and a playmate pup that loves to race.

all those things, well i'd adore

but in my heart and in my core

all i really want is something i have

my family - watching them laugh.

p.s. i like my family and all, but santa, i really could use a rawhide bone or a steak - it gets tiring being such a grateful dog who loves its family.

<3

There ARE a ton of great writers on Res. I doubt I'll win (not trying to be a downer) but I had fun creating those poems! And this one too...

And guess what? This ones not about dogs...

The night was bleak before the star danced

no one cared and no one glanced

at the fading day and coming night

at the silver haze and owl's flight 

but then one star among the rest

decided it was time for a nighttime fest

it whipped its frills and bright plumed tails

like a graceful swan when it sails

the star simply flung across the sky

living as if it were about to die

with such grace and gleaming light

that the star smiled in its exciting flight

The night was bleak before the star danced

but when that little star began to slant

across the sky and through the night

everyone noticed her glowing light

escpecially a young mother

with a newborn baby in her hands

the baby's eyes lighting up with starust

just summersaulting past

The night was bleak before the star danced

but an old dog stared up in awe

when a streaking star made him warm

from his head to toes to paw

his gray muzzle lifted up

like he wasn't near the end

and he tottered to his paws

feeling the glee that that star sent

So if you ever watch a night so very bleak

keep an eye out for a flying angel

a gleeful, dancing streak.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

:D

Will probably do more, believe it or not...

oh yeah, I said that poem wouldn't include dogs... oh well.

OKay contest winners to be announced now:

1. TRYST 

2 - Shep 

3 - Fiery

4. cascadianlove