R
royal20
Guest
Could you guys do a little free write for me? And give me some ideas? Thanks. I really appreciate it! P.S IT HAS TO BE ROMANTICISM, so im using nature and making it a part of it.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an alternative browser.
You should upgrade or use an alternative browser.
im writing a poem, about a guy who loves a girl but she will never know that he does.?
Sir Richard
New member
Here's something to put in your mind, then. It's unrequited love, the young mans career and his business of the day just flying away 'cos he admires the girl from afar so very much. (He's in a strange business, catching birds, but it used to be a living at one point).
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves
Sir Richard
New member
Here's something to put in your mind, then. It's unrequited love, the young mans career and his business of the day just flying away 'cos he admires the girl from afar so very much. (He's in a strange business, catching birds, but it used to be a living at one point).
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves
Sir Richard
New member
Here's something to put in your mind, then. It's unrequited love, the young mans career and his business of the day just flying away 'cos he admires the girl from afar so very much. (He's in a strange business, catching birds, but it used to be a living at one point).
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves
It's still cheerful, too. It's the best!
Love Without Hope
Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher
Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter,
So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly
Singing about her head, as she rode by.
Robert Graves