h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

feelings
when you are feeling glum and sad
look up to see whos there
look for love and effection
seek protection
when your feeeling glum and sad
it aint really that bad

weather

i posted the poem the next one is on (weather)

Nice one, rocky!


There trudges one to a merry-making
With sturdy swing,
On whom the rain comes down.

To fetch the saving medicament
Is another bent,
On whom the rain comes down.

One slowly drives his herd to the stall
Ere ill befall,
On whom the rain comes down.

This bears his missives of life and death
With quickening breath,
On whom the rain comes down.

[An Autumn Rain-Scene: Thomas Hardy]

Next one: river(s)

rivers

river are wonderfull
they start from a spring
they meander through the montains
but i wish i could just draw them in
there are lot's of famous and big rivers where can i start
there the nile and the arno from Italy
and the sien from france
so don't tell me river are just somthing
they are wonderfull for a start

next one: mother and daugter relationship(s)

is that one two hard
if it is then the
next one:sunshine

(Not too hard. Just busy...)

ok

nice one Rocky

what you need do now, is if its your own poem, let folk knowand if its a copied one, you have to put by who did it.


PS: yours are better than copied

Are we supposed to be working on mother-daughter relationships or sunshine? It takes time to write or look for poems.
Or how about combining the two?

Mother sun, you rule by day,
But I hold sway at night.
You toil at sending golden rays,
While I help folks sleep tight.

My silv'ry beams bring blissful dreams,
Which amplify and crown
The daylight sights, and set to rights
The world, when bedded down.

Next topic: Paradise

Most nights, I dream of the perfect world.
Where all 'man' speaks the same language
and the word 'weapon' does not exist.
Where the enemy is not on this earth we walk,
but on a far planet, in our imagination.
Will the human race ever realise Startrek.
Or will 'man only retain greed and hate,
as his contribution to the future.


(mine)

subject: forest/s

the poems i have done so far are all mine

Forests. Damp, cool, noisy life
Hear the branches chatter
In the summer, leaves in the wind,
But full of cover.
Places the sun cannot save,
Places to hide shallow graves.

[Orig. = Original = mine)

Next: railway{s)

trains zooming from railway to railway
in and out through the tunnels
chu chu the sound you here
trains zooming from railway to railway


by rockcheekychimp50001
my own

next one:children

I always have a problem with children,
I find them just a bit bewilderin'.
I was a child once, and look at me now,
Old and decrepit, fat as a cow.
Children are cute but one day will be full grown,
They'll be greedy and nasty, they'll grizzle and moan.
Like sweet little kittens they'll one day be cats,
And when that day happens, hold on to your hats!

Mine,I'm afraid.

Next..

Old men.

old men?
wierd one
why did you choose old men

Why not? - J.

err! could caveman be regarded as old

sometime BC.

Yes! darling, I know its cold,
But central heating is 4000 years away.
The extra blanket is not warm enough!!
is it my fault? glass has not been invented.
Shut the door!, I would?? if you told me what a door is.
Don't talk to me about draft!, you wanted a bigger cave.
Put another log on the fire!!
by the time I cut down a tree, it will be summer. "what's a fire anyway".
Whose!! never clean shaven, we've only got three pieces of flint.
NEVER any food in the house!!,
you've still got a leg of your mother left.
Talk about nag, nag, nag.
I hope your species die out,
then I can go down the pub, with the lads.
If there is such a thing.
Look! its late, you don't know what your talking about,
turn the light off and go back to sleep.


(mine)

subject: old men(moderntimes)