I like to write all sorts of themes in my poetry. i mainly use rhyming poetry, some from personal experiences and some from characters i develop in my mind. i can be very strong with emotional use in my poetry. some have little twists, real life situations, humor and of course love, sadness, ect.
it seemed just like normal morning when he woke up the birds outside were singing their usual tuneful melody he climbed out of his small bed to put on his old glasses then looked out the window and opened his eyes to see what he saw he could not believe, for the sky was green and on the blue grass there was a giant snail whistling dogs were flying while six legged birds buried tiny bones he stood there in awe with his mouth opened wondering a noise a bell rung from a hairy butterfly's square wings as it fluttered around the legs of a duck in a plaid suit the mail box was boxing with a three headed kangaroo who was wearing a dress and one polka dotted boot out in the street he saw the postman on a pogo stick putting parcels into the mouths of a pink and yellow cats a cow drove past in a toy bus with checkered windows carrying a group of army ants each holding baseball bats some fat bees squeaked as they rode upon a huge mouse saying hello to the trees as they played a game of cards it started to rain upwards as the purple sun spun around then seven marbles sat up and began to sing like bards suddenly there was an earthquake in the metal clouds and they cracked opened releasing lumps of cold lead the man had enough of was he saw outside the window and climbed dumbfounded back into his comfortable bed
two minutes later his daughter came in to his bedroom ''looks like dad must of found his birthday present. i see'' as she walk over towards the large window in the corner ''and he has been watching a music video clip on the t,v.''