The next topic is: water's many personalities. Be creative y'all! I'll post results in October-ish after I've written up all the schedules and stuff for the Griffinfeather school. Speaking of that, join the RP! It may look like just an eccentric school at first, but there is much more there than meets the eye...

Unless I'm very confused and mistaken, Poetic Panda is Ashlee. :)

Water's many forms? Like ice, water, and gas? 

~The Cycle~

Crystal clear

Beams of sunlight bouncing off

Sparkling and pure

I want to sink into it, yet it's hard, not soft.

Sun shining bright

Warm enough to unfreeze a fountain

Water by night

Trickling slowly down the mountain.  

Down the waterfall

Drawn out by women from the lakes

Still and small

Drops of water to put in pots and make cakes.

Heating up

Water vaporizing, out the chimney and into the air

Remainders in the cup

And the vapor turned to clouds; but still there.

Heavy with the droplets

The clouds let them fall onto animals like the winter wren

Snow like white chocolate

As it turns to ice, and the cycle... repeats... again.  

Hey Admins, can you please please please keep the spaces, thanks!

Me~

My friend said

That water

As a power

Matches me.

We played

Role playing games.

I don't know 

Why water

Matches me.

But

Somehow

It does. 

And I 

Will never 

Know why.

Because there 

Is no more

Time to play

Role playing games.

No more 

Recess. 

And I can't 

Ask.

Because

At lunch

My friend

Reads so

I can't

Ask.

And water

Must 

Have a

Personality.

Because 

Otherwise

I don't

Have a

Personality.

And it all 

Cycles back to

Who am I?

Which I

Always ask myself.

And if water 

Is me

Then

Who am I?

It all

Cycles back

The

Water cycle.

My cycle. 

That cycle

Of mine.

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All of mine are horrible. I will never even get a honorable mention. I know, if it was rated, I would get last. But, I try to express my feelings through my poems and use something from real life. I don't know, I try to make it real, you know what I mean? So, please just read it and think about it. Thanks.

Here's my poem! I think this one works very well, and I tried to throw in a lesson too. 

The Calmest Tempest

A young man I once knew sat down by my knee,

And with great trepidation he said, to me,

“My teacher, my mentor, my source of my skill,

I fear I’m involved in a trouble that could kill.

You see, I’ve been told that I’ll duel at midday

With a young girl named Lenore who’s as lovely as the day.

I fear if I strike her, she’ll wilt away,

For how can such a small thing fight in such a fray?”

I smiled at him, for I knew that young girl

With baby-blue eyes and yellow hair in a curl.

But how to tell my student the lesson he’ll learn

And find that a small flame can cause quite a burn?

And listen now, dear wonderer, for what I did do,

Hear and repeat this lesson that grew.

I said “Young one, please listen, and hear of my thoughts.

Imagine a leaf, with a tiny water drop.

If you saw that small leaf, you’d brush it aside.

You’d think no more than a fluttering fly.

But imagine, now will you, of a thundering storm.

With waves quite terrific and towering form.

Water is both great and it’s small.

It’s a tiny raindrop, it’s a looming, wet wall.

And it can freeze you and warm you,

And drench you and storm you.

And don’t forget we use it to live!

For our precious water many thanks we should give.

Yet at the same time it caused death and heartache.

In a torrential flood with strong claws that take.

So think, my dear pupil, don’t judge her

Don’t cause your foresight to blur.

If you find yourself judging and presuming this daughter

Remember that destroying, life-giving changing water.” 

The droplet falls

List 

Someone

is making a list.

His name is Andrew and

he is trying to assign

(hypothetical)

roleplay powers

for everyone in our grade.

This is obviously not

an easy task, so

he beigns with our

English class.

My friend Georgia

and I

are trying to help,

sitting on the blue plastic

of the lunch tables, legs swinging

as we watch him tap his pencil

on his chin in thought. 

"How about G here?"

I elbow my friend.

"Yeah," Georgia chimes,

"What power would I have?" 

Andrew tilts his head.

"Maybe... water."

"Water?" Georgia sighs,

disappointed. "I would rather

have something fun

like invisibility."

I see 

where he is coming from.

"You're kind of like a geyser." I explain.

"Warm and bubbly, but

now and then

you erupt."

Andrew writes this down.

"Perfect."

"How about me?" I question.

Georgia taps her temple

in mock concentration. "Hmm, maybe you're

water too."

Andrew nods. "It makes

sense.

You're kind of like

the ocean— 

You can be calm and levelheaded,

but also intense (you know you you get

super determined)

sometimes."

"Seriously?" I shrug.

"Two

water powers?"

Georgia and Andrew

shrug back.

He writes it down.

"Hey, let's do you now." Georgia points

at Andrew.

"Me?" He says

in mock shock. "Okay.

This should be

interesting." 

There is

a pause.

"I know!" I say.

"You make me think

of the water in a glass.

Refreshingly serene and

always good

when you need it."

Georgia flops back onto the bench dramatically.

"Ah, where will these water powers end!"

"I see no reason

for them to." Andrew scribbles

his own power down.

"Water fits

a lot of people."

He gestures to

Ben, who is fooling around

with his friends.

"Splashing, playful and sometimes annoying,"

His pencil directs itself to Ashley,

animatedly telling a story

to a group of people,

"Water in a

bubble bath,

constantly warm

and cheerful."

I laugh.

"I guess we don't need

this list anymore

if everyone

is water."

Georgia brightens.

"So if we're not doing the list

can I have invisibility?"

"You're still water." I smile.

"One side 

of its many personalities."