Treasure Hunt

Ever since my dad gave me a special card, I've been making treasure hunts on cards I make. My dad gave me a card that had one clue on it. I would find that clue and then there will be more- until finally, I find the present. It was pretty interesting and fun. I liked the idea, and on other peoples' birthdays, I made more complicated and mind-boggling puzzles to solve as clues. They all led up to one thing; the present. This time, on my dad's birthday I got an idea. And so I started making a very hard puzzle for the first clue. Finally, in the last one there was a trick to it. The card has the first clue and then, you have to look around for the other clues. (One clue leads to another clue) I like this idea a lot. I find good hiding places. So if you're making a card and you're having a hard time thinking of good ideas, you might want to try this.

Kinth Reeth

Nether Kith
Three Think
There Think
Ether Think
Hither Kent
Thither Ken
Thinker The
Rethink The
Hiker Tenth
Here Nth Kit
Thee Nth Irk
Eh Tenth Irk
Eh Trek Thin
Eh Trek Hint
Eh Rent Kith
Eh Tern Kith
He Tenth Irk
He Trek Thin
He Trek Hint
He Rent Kith
He Tern Kith
Hen Trek Hit
Then Her Kit
Then The Irk
Then Trek Hi
Then Re Kith
Her The Knit
Her Kent Hit
Her Ten Kith
Her Net Kith
The Re Think
Eh Trek Nth I
Eh Re Nth Kit
He Trek Nth I
He Re Nth Kit

Which one?

I dunno.

I guess its your choice.

Post title

Post title
Bee?
Bird?
Tree?
I wonder what it should be?
I don't know
Maybe, "My Show"
Something special, something great
Something that you guys won't hate
Something about me or something about you
Or something that we always do!
I don't know what to choose, but I shouldn't idle
I have to get a name, so what about post title?




Again, poem.
Rhyming.
Did it for fun.
Yeah.
I think the poem phase it going to be long.

Arch It!

Not a poem.
Lucky for you.


I hold up the bow and keep my chin straight.
I slowly take out the arrow from my pouch with to fingers.
The arrow is cold and smooth.
I place it gently on the bow.
I pull back and tighten my grip.
I could feel the arrow resisting.
Then,
in a second, its flowing through the air.
So fast, quick, and swift.
Like an arrow in the air.
Quick and agile.



(Sort of a poem, I lied.)

Rhyming

Rhyming is bad
Just an old fad
Never was good
Covered with a hood
Not used too much
But with a touch,
Can be big
Dance a gig
He has his arrow
And his bow
Ready to aim
Thats so lame
Ready to fire
What a liar!
Doesn't make sense
Rhyming is tense


You see what I mean?
Most rhyming poems don't make sense. (Although my non-rhyming ones don't make any sense either)
They are there to rhyme. That's it. Its pointless.
THIS is a poem.


Rhyme.
Its like a song.
Flowing softly
Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,

Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,Growing
and getting smaller
Fits in your mouth
Feels just right
Like a song,
Like a bird
Singing its little song
The song is flowing softly,

Menas

Whether it matter or not

Menas has it all

A tool?

He's got it

A hand?

He's got it

But what does he not have?

A soul

Cold

Blank

Soul

...

Op the one

Op the one
the he who has come
who shall come
for he has come
for coming is he
shall in the shells
we must play in the shore.







(NOTE: If you haven't noticed already, I'm in the "poem phase" Problem? They don't make sense. I just kind of go with the flow- "freestyle"(really, it means nonsense) )