A poem about siblings unlike any other. |
Here comes One, who prefers to be called Juan Always the leader, he’s tall but thin and wan A man of victory who claimed to be second to none He believes firmly that every battle must be won. Then comes Two, a competitive lad, who believes it too Yet even if how hard he tried, he’s only second on view He always strides behind Juan’s victorious shadow Yet never holds a grudge and never feels blue. Three is different among her other siblings She loves to listen the birds while oversees the yearlings. The most faithful among all, as everyone would say She prays all day long, and chooses not to play. Four, the optimist, who never says no. He always agrees and drifts with the flow. And his twin Five, who always gives him a high five Both of them keeps the atmosphere alive. Their brother Six, the mediator, who loves to fix He collects sticks, bricks, and everything that clicks. Then Seven, the protector, who always gets even Especially when Juan bullies the twin. How can we forget their lovely sister Eight? She loves to eat yet always worries her weight. Despite that, she still possesses a stunning allure And every one wonders how she maintained her figure. Nine is an artist who hoards exquisite wines Well, he actually use it as medium of his designs. Have you ever seen an art made of wine and lines? Only Nine can make it and that makes him shine. Ten and Eleven always tangles in a brawl They fight on who's going with their mom to the mall. They vie on who gets the bigger slice of the cake. Their dad's pain on the neck, their mom's headache. While Twelve, alias Dozen, the youngest of them all He enjoys collecting spiders and every thing that crawls. He's the clumsiest who always trip and fall And the one with the loudest, ear-shattering bawl. Twelves they are, a vibrant, woven thread, Imperfect, precious, loved just as they tread. For in their differences, a fabric is spun, A bond of family, where love outshines the sun. LINE COUNT: 40 Lines WRITTEN FOR: "The Writer's Cramp" | "Winner & New Prompt Due Wednesday, January 31" PROMPT: Write a story or poem in which the main characters are numbers, each with its own personality. Write about anything you wish, but use NONSENSE as one of your genres. |