In Lander's Fields

In Lander's Fields

A Poem by SinisterPotatoe (Jack)

This is a light hearted work that I wrote about my gym class in 11th grade


In Lander’s Fields


In Lander’s fields the shrubs do grow

with stoners smoking, row by row

the wooden fort lies deep within

It’s awesomeness should be a sin


We are the out of shape students who

love our fort and forest through and through

We watch the hawks eat squirrels and stuff

I guess for them things must be rough


We brave the landscape, enjoy the view

look up above at skies of blue

In this forest there’s so much to do,

here in Lander’s fields


And when we leave and go back home

we often think of this biome

and wait till we go back to our zone,

here in Lander’s fields.

© 2017 SinisterPotatoe (Jack)

Author's Note

SinisterPotatoe (Jack)
Feel free to tear this poem apart, or say something nice about it. Tell me what you think about it.

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

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I really like this one!
The first line really pulled me in!
Well done!

Posted 2 Years Ago

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SinisterPotatoe (Jack)

1 Year Ago

Thank you, I'm glad you liked it!

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Added on May 28, 2016
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SinisterPotatoe (Jack)
SinisterPotatoe (Jack)

Burlington, Halton, Canada

For those who wonder why I have a silly username, I've been using this name because I find it funny. Potatoes are never really that sinister. The e on the end of potato is because I'm a potato with to.. more..