20sMiLe07 Round 3(gabriella+Lonely romeo)

Ok, gabriella and lonely romeo this goes out to you two.

I would like you to carry on the story from the last post, once you both have written at least 3 parts to the poem then i will judge.

So its kind of like a joint thing ok.

Example: ill start for you both with something simple.....

(The Dead Of The Night)- Title

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

...................... here the next person will post another four lines to this poem. Once you both have wrote at least 3 times each ill start to judge ok?

If you still dont understand pm me and ill try to explain further :d

good luck i look forward to your next stanzas :D xxx alex xxx

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

The warmth of the sun
abducted before dawn,
the creatures of the day
from the land, they've withdrawn.

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

The warmth of the sun
abducted before dawn,
the creatures of the day
from the land, they've withdrawn.

Skeleton trees rustling,
stripped bare from the moon,
ice shards in the branches,
diamonds falling soon.

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

The warmth of the sun
abducted before dawn,
the creatures of the day
from the land, they've withdrawn.

Skeleton trees rustling,
stripped bare from the moon,
ice shards in the branches,
diamonds falling soon.

A cold breeze drifts
across the grounds,
the winds silent scream
is the only sound.

One more each, this is surprisingly working very well. xx

I think at the end of this you should both post it on your poems. You can do it as a collab. xxx Up to you both of course

I would like to do that... cause i really like this poem!!! lol.

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

The warmth of the sun
abducted before dawn,
the creatures of the day
from the land, they've withdrawn.

Skeleton trees rustling,
stripped bare from the moon,
ice shards in the branches,
diamonds falling soon.

A cold breeze drifts
across the grounds,
the winds silent scream
is the only sound.

Black snowflakes fall,
from blood red clouds,
sprinkling their enchantment,
invisible under the shroud.

Air below freezing,
Wolves howl to the moonlight,
Branches falling from trees,
On this cold misty night.

Cold wind blows, burning,
yet no pain sharper than the memories left behind,
a trail of footsteps sunken deep in white snow,
to their broken path, resigned.

The warmth of the sun
abducted before dawn,
the creatures of the day
from the land, they've withdrawn.

Skeleton trees rustling,
stripped bare from the moon,
ice shards in the branches,
diamonds falling soon.

A cold breeze drifts
across the grounds,
the winds silent scream
is the only sound.

Black snowflakes fall,
from blood red clouds,
sprinkling their enchantment,
invisible under the shroud.

All perspectives change
in a different light,
because things aren't the same
in the dead of the night.

I actually just posted it on my poems so :p (C) 2007 Bryce and Gabriella of course

Ill look through your stanzas and let you know who wins shortly :D

Oh my god this is sooooooooooooooo hard, lol. im going to look again and pick.

Ok, i have just wrote as big massive thing about both of your stanzas and analysed them and it signed me out and i lost it so ill give you the basics.

Gabriella- 51/60
Bryce- 49/60

So i said ill r/r/c as many of both your poems as i have time to do. keep in touch and get entering my other contests :D xxx alex xxx