Two poems

[Saint]

I've taken a huge interest in Stephen Crane and Edgar Allen Poe lately so I decided to try my hand at it.

Up and Down


Up and down
Did it bob
The old man's boat
His dog fell out
But he held on
With a cry
"This is mine!"

The storm grew stronger.
Up and down did it bob
The old man's boat
His hate fell off
But he held on
With a cry
"This is mine!"

The storm grew stronger.
Up and down
Did it bob
The old man's boat
He lost his oar
But he held on
With a cry
"This is mine!"

He grew thirsty.
Then he died.


And...

A burning


The mod grew louder
Angry and bristling
Vengeance.
Bloodlust.
"Kill her!"
They scream.

The fire grows hotter
A representation
Of hatred
And prejudice
"Give her to me!"

And so she is thrown
Into the merciless flame
Burning deep
To the very soul
The satisfied mob
Goes home
"One less witch
"Another life to the flame."

[TheJESTERJ]

Dude, that sucked. When you tried to make it sound vague it came out as obvious and stupid. What do I know of poetry though.

[Saint]

Could you tell me where exactly I tried to sound vague?

[Realism]

I don't understand the first one, but the second one has some to do with to day.

[Saint]

The first poem is just something silly I did for school. The second one is about burning witches.