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The Battle of the Sun

The sun is bright

The sky is blue

But the warmth of the day starts to waver

As the moon grows in her strength

The sun is dimming

The sky starts to darken

The moon’s army marches

To take over the sky

The sun and the moon

They meet and the battle begins

The sun’s coloured blood staining the sky

While the moon grows ever stronger

The sun starts to weaken

The sun starts to waver

While the moon’s cold beauty

Starts to shine brighter

The sun starts to dip

Close to the ground

While the moon’s argent people

Slowly flood the sky

The sun shines brightly

For one hopeful moment

But then she slips away

Vowing her revenge

The moon smiles

As she returns high in the blackness

And the land goes dark

And the land goes cold

So this poem is one of my more creative ones that I handed in in grade nine, and received 100. Perfect. But for this one, I loved it because it tells a story. It’s not just a moment in time where something happens and  I want to write about it. It’s about something that I love to do, and am far better at than poetry. Story tell. A short story, a novel, or a quick essay are my strong points. Poetry is a simple way to play with telling stories, as well as work on playing outside the creative box. So, thus a personification of the sun and moon, together, creatively. As I think, anyways.

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About Michelle

I read, write, sing, hunt rabid giraffes, play volleyball, and play guitar. I love my big Alberta skies, wheat fields, and camping trips in the summer. I love to travel. I'm secretly a nerd. (Read as, I watch musicals, read Harry Potter too often, and can quote most of the movies I watch.) I love to be out in the country, riding quads and bikes, and just getting away from the city. I love the friends that I have and I try to be as loyal as I can. I've been writing since I was little, and I love to do so. It's a passion of mine that I hold close to my heart, and I love to use it to express the way I feel, or freeze a moment, or a feeling, in the time that it occurred. I also lied about giraffe hunting. I usually only hunt mosquitoes.

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