Flames of fire, fire of rage
Count the stars, try you may
Only the most powerful mage
One of evil, ‘DarkMage’ they say
Water of magic, water of light
Flow so freely, float so high
Cure the plague, destroy the blight
Old become new, dawn to nigh
Rock of ancient, rock of old
Two daughters, twins, the father unknown
Both miracles and horrors did unfold
One child of ivory, the other brimstone
Goddess of Life, Goddess of Death
One of Heaven, One of Hell
They fought to their last dying breath
An eternal sleep in which they fell...















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Pic is good, too- the hair rocks
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The syllable scheme isn't completely right in the second passage, and the poem is a bit simple, but it does flow well, and is fairly colorful.
"Rock of ancient, rock of old
Two daughters, twins, the father unknown
Both miracles and horrors did unfold
One child of ivory, the other brimstone"
This is your strongest visual I think
It's pretty solid as poetry goes, I can't find much wrong with it, its kind of like the reliable girl versus a bombshell at the pagent, it eworks for you but it won't win any prizes.
but for 6th grade, that's pretty good....I was writing jack squat back then...
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