Poetry ballad:High Wave Battle
Before you read this poem be sure you are alright with bloody themes and gruesome language.
This post will be about the poem my classmates like the favourite poem that they liked. We are learning about language features and different forms of poems. Haiku, sonnet, ballad, couplet, quatrain, and cinquain. These are some of the poems I have written.
The one below is the poem they thought was the best. The poem I wrote was a ballad.
Ballad:High wave battle
Above the high tides.
The battle is done, many ships have gone and sank.
Everyone will switch sides.
Things are found, sold off just like that at the bank.
Oceans converge breaking the line, chasing my memories.
Absorbed in a sponge. Taken away, with nothing else to say.
In an endless battle. Forever, having to fight for centuries.
Pushed by the waves no time to relax, this is the only way.
A gun is fired and a person will fall, making the water stained.
Now blood I crave, I thirst for death taking out all of a crew.
They scream in pain and cry for help, but their voices have been strained.
Corpses are merged chucked in pot just to make a brew.
Very deep tells a story with meaning a bit morbid but i like your use of language. – Ava and Carley. (Feed back from my group)