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November 01, 2007
Big
We had to write a poem where we were really big, so here it is. I liked writing it since it is an intersting idea. :D
I pass many balls
Floating in the darkness;
Small and rocky and cold
Or larger, but my hand
Simply passes through the gas
Of blue or gray,
Though there is a solid core.
The largest has a red spot
Like a red dwarf
Among the swirling
Yellow, whites, and browns.
I like the one with rings.
The line of brown pebbles
Doesn’t bother me
As I pass through
I am getting closer
To the source of the light
I am growing warmer
A small rocky red one
Is too hot on one side
Too cold on the other.
It is mean.
I see three more balls
But two are too close
To the flaming source
Of heat and light.
I am forced to squint
But I can see
A beautiful orb of blue
With wisps of white
And hunks of brown and green
It is pleasing
So I pick it up,
Throw away the small rock alongside it,
And brush off the bugs.
So many!
None of the others
Had bugs on them.
Just my lousy luck.
Oh well.
They’re gone now.
Time to play.