Lucas

Type in the content of your page here. **//My Poems//** //__ By: Lucas Milller __// **//__ Poems __//** Poems, poems. What are they? The makers of language? We might not know. For the teacher wont tell. Mrs. D Mrs. D   Why wont you tell? What if our grades suddenly fell? **//__ The Sea __//** The sea. Salt water. The deep abyss. At least we don’t sink farther We sail this sea. In boats of steel. Were the fish can’t feel. Yet we harm them all with the blades of steel. Now we must not do this. The sea is no longer the sea, but a dump. Were clumps of our trash sit and rot. Who has ever given this a second thought? **//__ Farmers __//** The real upholders of our economy. The heroes of time The walls in a tower The strength of time They hold our lives up. Farmers, the unappreciated heroes **//__ Saint Knick __//** Oh, saint knick. The Christmas Saint. I am so happy I could faint. I await you on that special date. I was good, so I’ve got a fate. I hope you know my state. I live in a dorm with a bunkmate. Just don’t be late. **//__ The Ice __//** Smooth, cold to the touch. The wardrobe glass A sheet of art Not just any art. Mother Natures art. The shape shifter The only one Water, steam, Ice Of the three one is divine Ice **//__ Hockey __//** The bell rings The team sprints The sticks clash Helmets bash All are found in a hockey game I sprint down the ice, on glistening blades of steel I slam the puck down the field Not even a knight in a shield could stop it   A goal The time A win **//__ Peace or War __//** There was never a good war or a bad peace How easily a truce is turned The turncoat traitor Only to survive later Plague, destruction But how could battered armies stay and fight When a truce is told Cold, hurt, starving A chance for a real life **//__ My Gravity Deifier __//** My gravity deifier The way I fly I go so high I think I touched the sky I bet I could hit a giant’s thigh I jump safely in this open cage Here I go!