Checkered Clouds

Checkered clouds paint the sky,
In a land where all is joy and blithe,
Crystalline teardrops never fall,
In a land where you can have it all.

Mirrored trees speckle horizon,
In a land where skin will never wizen,
Breathy wind blows sunny hair,
In a land of no compare.

Laughing sunrises grace the skies,
In a land of no goodbyes,
Weeping willows share the rain,
In a land where nothing’s chained.


Alice in Wonderland peeks through,
In a land with a spectacular view,
Walls of grief can never find,
This land that is hidden inside.

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Superfreakazoid
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well, yeah, i write all rhyme-y and everything, it's just my style. Thanks, again...

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Firestarter
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This poem doesn't really have any point to it, and the rhyming gives it an almost comical reading. Otherwise your vocabulary and structure is good, but you picked the wrong topic this time.

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Chevy
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The title was wonderful--but the poem was...well, all rhymy and everything and I just can't stand that...
Sorry



Sometimes my life just sounds like surrealistic fiction being sold on clearance at the book store.
— J. G. Hammersmith