The Musical of the Forest

The Musical of the Forest

A Poem by AllauraRose
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Just a fun poem about never giving up.

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The fairies danced around me
The flowers followed the breeze
The river called me to it as it froze 
The grass sang a song of glee 

The squirrels came out of their nest
To see the musical of forest
They sat in their tiny acorn seats
Watching it from afar 

The goblins heard the commotion
Charging it left to right
Breaking every acorn seat
Leaving the squirrels affright 

Everyone touched by Discords hand
But they didn't let him win the fight

Picking up the pieces of each shattered dream
The fairies danced around me
And the grass started to sing

© 2017 AllauraRose


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AllauraRose
Hope you like my poem! Its cute and sends a good message!

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Thank you for entering your work into mu competition.

It is important to never give up, even if at times that can be the easiest way. I really enjoyed your imagery, it was very sweet.

Posted 6 Years Ago


This lovely verse has left me with
a spinning aching head.
I asked my muse (with all his pith)
to ease my squirming dread.

But even though, he knows it all
this time he took a pass.
"No way," he said, "I'll let you call
me out to face this class

So here I am left all alone
to try to make a rhyme
that's graceful and atoned.
I give a feeble effort just this time
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The feelings that our cheers expose
are fragile as this gentle rose,
Awaiting dew and something new
To sing that it’s not froze

We see the squirrels and goblins too
All dancing in the spring
The music shows us what to do,
to make discords can take wing.

Despair and bits of shattered dream
are trampled in the ground,
as fairies dance and joint the team
to implanted smiles all around.

But fates of lovers still depend,
on how their views of life can blend.


Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on November 12, 2017
Last Updated on November 16, 2017
Tags: fairies, goblins, grass, dreams

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AllauraRose
AllauraRose

Raleigh, NC



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A fifteen year old introvert who found a way to express herself. Some of my poems are okay and sometimes they are trash, just bare with me. I'm no Emily Dickinson, but I'm me. more..

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