Strangeness and Charm

 Today in English we were introduced to iambic pentameter poetry, and we read Shakespeare's Sonnet 27. Then we were told to write our own, something about  ecology since the english and biology honors classes are sort of connected. Anyway, since the only decent poetry I seem to write anymore seems to be for school (more about my past poetry in another post) I thought I'd share. 

It all started with a light in the dark
It shone so bright with a small glint of hope
It sang to us like the song of a lark
Though life was harsh we knew that we could cope
Alas the ocean came to sing its song

The mountains rose above the new-formed earth

A rush of life flowed in to stay for long

Upon this rush there rode the spring, the birth

New flowers in the ground began to grow
Causing small birds and bees to pollinate
Creatures began to swim in the tide's flow

But even as love made bonds, so did hate

Hope the damage caused won't make the world fall

That the wounding will cease once and for all

ETA: My friend made her own version of the poem, so I mixed and matched to include hers in the spots I didn't like so much of mine. The blue represents her fixing.