I'm not a poet. However I did enjoy writing these. ;) They aren't very good.
I wrote this one yesterday.
Blank Page by Firefly
The blank page stares
At me now, or so it seems
Begging to be filled.
And I wrote this one last fall.
November by Firefly
After the leaves are gone,
The trees stand lonely and stark
Against the grey sky.
What do ya think?? :) I'd love to hear your opinion!