My first thread. I am going to post my poems here. Some are from high school while others are new. If you want to hijack go right ahead. I will post my poems here regardless of how strange it gets. Grammer checkers are welcome. Spoiler: Gypsies Dance Hair the color of snow white Dancing she flows through the night In gypsies garb, she spins by A slight flush on her face shows her shy A hesitant step a spin there Her skirt twirls in the air Many colors reflect within The pale diamond-ness of her skin She leaps and spins once more Then bows her cascade of cloth touching floor Her beam of a smile in wide lips. She kneels over and collects her tips. I'm tired now so I will post more later.