Poetry

Time to write!

Day 4: A poem using the words: blue, mistrust, half, twang

Bahahaha, me and poetry. We are an adventure together.

Blue waters span vast deserts of sand below, 
Rocky and craggy, where so few know,
The mistrust of strange lights which eerily glow.

A half formed hope keeps spirit bright,
Even where the blue water extinguishes light,
Causing the heartstrings to twang each night. 

You know that last line is something to inspire even the gravest soul to...laugh at my failed attempts at poetry.

Should we do another? 

I mistrust you,
Because you are blue.
And blue people is something I cannot stand.

Your blue face,
Is out of place,
And it is not something I even half understand.

The twang of a bow,
Will have you know,
That you are not welcome here with us.

Because you are blue,
I mistrust you,
Yes, you are someone I'll never trust.

A shot in the dark,
Will find it's mark,
If your blue self decides to stay on.

A mistrust of me,
Would be well to see,
If it would make your blue self be gone.

How sad.