What if Time Were Dead?

What if time were dead?
It fell down the stairs and hit its head.

If it weren’t for the Greeks around 320 B.C.,
We wouldn’t have our water clock, as you can see.

The water clock was one of the earliest forms of time
It was not totally accurate, but it worked like a chime.

And what if the sundial never saw the light of day
Or it was never invented by the Egyptians, we say.

The Sundial was made around 3500 B.C.
Two kinds were invented for you, and me.

The obelisk was one of the two kinds of clocks;
It was used for its shadow and made of granite blocks.

Around 3500 B.C. the obelisk was made
It was tall and slender and you could tell time with its shade.

The clock is a necessity for the busy lives we lead;
This is one thing that we really do need.

A timely poem written by: BaseballPlyr

Black Powder

Starting as a celebration,
The first Firework was made.
Bright and flashy colors with faces in awe,
And then the colors fade.

After that in 1353 the first gun is made.
The first gun is put to fame,
People die,
Now we lower our heads in shame.

When it’s 1860 with a cannon made,
Big explosions across the land we live on today,
Families die and all we can do is cry,
Now we have a price to pay.

Later used for man on moon,
A Rocket is launched so high,
Special suits and floating around,
It’s as if you can fly.

What would happen without black powder?
We wouldn’t know the big white ball that sits up in the sky,
But there would be more world peace,
And we all wouldn’t have to cry.

An explosive poem by: C is for cookie

The Telescope

Galileo Galilei was the first
To use the telescope without a burst.
He knew if he used it, he’d win the pride,
And when he did, he only sighed.

When it’s used to look at stars,
You may see the planet Mars.
It would be so tragic to not know
The other planets, they’re such a glow.

It makes things bigger, so you can see
How cool outer space can really be!
When I was made, I was put aside
So depressed I could have cried.

You would not know the moon is here,
There would not be any fear,
Without my talent I could not say,
What the world would be today?

A poem by: PenguinLover12

MONEY

A poem of greed and avarice by: MangaManiac

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Dirty money,
Clean money,
Honest money,
What’s the difference?

It’s all the same,
Just made differently.
It may be loved or hated,
Used or burned.

Money dates back to about 2000 B.C.
A different story and
Forms are everywhere:

I am Waun Ye Child of China
The greatest place ever
I believe
To me, I love it very much and
Now is something new,
Money of paper of all different
Values from 1 to 1000
It’s genius
I love it very much

The year is one thousand A.D.
Leather money is used by princes like me.
Prince William’s my name,
And buying is my game.
This leather money is hard and flat,
But is money in the same.

I Alexandra live in this
The 17th century.
Paper money is
Now the main craze.
I think the feeling is weird.
It is a great invention oh-for sure,
But hard to understand.

World War II.
I, John, am in this Nazi camp
With only cigarettes to trade for food

I have been used for
Thousands of years
For thousands of things
In thousands of Places.

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Jack and Jill Part II

A harrowing poem by: Gumby

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of coal.

When Jack went down,
He almost drown,
In the flooded rooms below.

Back down the hill and into town,
Jill went about and asked around,
For who could bail her brother out.

“Ask Thomas Savery,” someone said,
“He says the ‘Miner’s Friend’
Would make the water come right out.”

Back through town and up the hill to the mine,
They raced to the scene of the crime.
Down went the Miner’s Friend,
To the drowning Jack below.

“Start the fire boy,”
Boomed the engineer.
“Pour the coals to it!”

Jack sat around,
And tapped his crown,
Waiting on the Miner’s Friend.

Just about a day later,
The Miner’s Friend was done,
And out came Jack to live another day.

Plow

John Deere was a good man,
The helper of the land.
The one who made a plow one day
And the farmers said, “Hurray!”

The story of the good man,
I just so happen to know,
It all started a little while ago.

He was born in the month
Of February, 1804.
As he grew up, his dreams were on.
It started in a blacksmith shop
Were he had worked in his teens.
When he got big, his dreams grew like him
And bought the shop in a flash.

In the year of 1837, the helper of the land
Had to show the people
The thing that would change it.
The food was cheaper,
The cities were bigger.

And so you see,
You can probably guess,
What happened last?
Oh boy, I am going to tell you anyway,
He became famous,
And to this day
We thank the man
Who helped the land.

A BlueGoo32 poem

Brownie

A short story by: 4-EyedHunter

It all started with a horse named Brownie, a 5 year-old horse living in Montana. It started on a cold Saturday at about 6:00 A.M. His owner, John Byam, was going elk hunting. John owned a huge ranch, Buckeye Ranch with horses and cattle.

That morning John woke up and went outside. In the field were four coyotes stalking a young calf. John ran back inside and got his rifle. He came back out and shot all the coyotes. He went to the barn and got the quad out and took it out in the field and got the calf and the coyotes. He took the calf to its mom and hung the coyotes in the barn.

He went back inside and reloaded because he needed them for the hunt. He finished his breakfast and got ready to go on his hunt. He went out to the barn and got Brownie saddled up and ready to go. John put the rifle in the holster and headed out the barnyard. As they rode out of the barnyard, they heard a bull elk bugling about a mile up the hill.

About a quarter of a mile up the hill, they heard a bear growl and the sound of elk hooves on the large rocks. John kicked Brownie in the side to go up the hill faster. When they got to the top of the hill, they saw a 1,000 pound grizzly bear and a 7x7 bull elk about 200 yards up the hill. In a clearing, he sat there for a minute and thought, how can I get up there. He had to figure out how he could get up there safely and quietly, so he went down the hill and tied Brownie to a tree. He decided to go up and around them and come in above them. When he got about even to where he saw them at first in the clearing, they were right in front of him fighting: the bear clawing and the elk stabbing.

He sat and watched them for about 15 minutes. When he first started watching them, they were about 100 yards away and in that time he had watched them as they fought another 100 yards up the hill. He watched them for another five minutes and then dropped back down the hill and tried it again. He went back up the hill faster so they don’t give him the slip again.

As he got around them, he saw them in another clearing. he waited for the elk to stop walking and put his 30-06 Bushnell scope on the elk. He is using a Hornady 150 grain ballistic tip bullet. Just as he got ready to shoot with the crosshairs on it, he heard Brownie nay and the loud high-pitched bark of a wolf. Hearing that, he got up and started to run down the hill to Brownie stopping about 100 yards away.

As he was running down the hill, he fell and broke his finger. Oh no, he broke his shooting finger, so now he has to shoot with his left hand or with his middle finger. By the time he came within 100 yards, he could clearly tell that the wolves had him down and had started to eat the back end of the Brownie. He pulled up quickly and shot one of the wolves right between the eyes. All the other wolves ran away without him getting another shot at them.

He ran down the hill and to see how bad the horse was hurt. Brownie was hurt very badly and was on the edge of death. As john sat next to Brownie, he started to remember all the good times they together. He remembered how Brownie used to roll around in the snow on a warm winter day and how he would pushed him in the water troth. He cried, “Don’t die, don’t die.”
John sat there with Brownie in his last few minutes they had together. John sat there for a half an hour until Brownie died. He said his goodbyes and slowly walked down the hill back the house. He went inside and took off his hunting gear and then went back outside and started up the tractor, got a big blanket, and went back up on the hill to get Brownie. When he got up there, there was a bunch of crows on Brownie. John jumped off the tractor with anger and yelled to get off him, “What did he do to you? He didn’t do anything bad to anyone.” As he walked up to Brownie with the blanket, he slowly put the blanket on Brownie and loaded him in the bucket of the tractor and tied the rest of him that was hanging out of the bucket with a chain. He drove off the hill and unloaded him under the big oak in the back yard. He called his friend Joe to see if he would come over and help him burry Brownie. When Joe arrived, they get two shovels out of the barn and began to dig. After that day, John was never the same. He didn’t hunt with his horses anymore. He didn’t do as much as he used to do. He was never ever the same after that day on that mountain.

The Great Journey

A short story by: TTYL1234

In a village in Africa, a small group of settlers some women, men, and children moved here in the spring of 1845. They always feared the day when it wouldn’t rain no matter what they did. They tried rain dances, sacrifices, and worshiping the gods even more than they did usually. The ones in the most fear were Tuka and her sister Sulu. The sisters were the daughters of the chief. That’s why they had the place as the leaders of the women when getting water or harvesting food. They had to dress in special outfits because they were leaders. They would wear bright colors for joyful days and dark colors for gloomy days, but one day when going to get water at their usual spot, there was none.

Some women were shouting out,” What will we do? We are all going to die!” while others were saying, “What are we to do now? We still have water at the village but not enough!”

Tuka and Sulu stayed strong though. Tuka began to talk and she said, “It’s alright everyone! We will find water, but we need to go on a bit of a journey. We will go back to the village and get what we need to complete this journey.”

And that’s what they did. They got all sorts of things like food, what water they already had, and bowls they would carry over their heads until they found water. The next morning, they left very early because they knew they wouldn’t get back until a few days later. The women said goodbye to their husbands and children not knowing what would happen to them. The sisters lead the group out of the village and onto the long journey.

They made a lot of stops on the way. Some were food and water brakes and others were bathroom breaks or just to sleep at night. They had to be cautious, especially at night. Because there was a drought, everyone was thirsty including all of the wildlife. Since there was no water, that meant that all these animals were dying and the ones surviving were extremely hungry. When the first night out was over, they continued their journey to get water. They had to pass all sorts of debris, from dead animals to dying animals. Everyone was dehydrated, but the worst was Sulu; she had gone without water longer than anyone, and if they didn’t find water fast who knew what would become of her. It was getting very dark out and they needed to find a cool spot to sleep. It was a very dangerous time to be out this late because all the animals came out to feed. Tuka was very stressed and scared because she had to lead all these women to somewhere, and she didn’t even know where it was. It was getting even later and later, and they still hadn’t found a spot to sleep. The worst part, there were animals, animals all around them. There were lions, tigers, alligators—all these dangerous animals against these small and not so strong women. But that didn’t stop Tuka. She tried the whole way to get everyone to be strong and hopeful.

She would say, “Its okay everybody, we’ll find water, even if it means putting our lives in danger. We will do it not for ourselves, no, but for our family and friends. Now come on everyone who’s with me!?”

With Tuka’s sister ill, it was extremely hard to move on because Tuka was so worried about Sulu. But right when Tuka thought things couldn’t get any worse, they did. Out of nowhere came a lion, a hungry lion. This made Tuka think back to the time when something similar had happened…

One day Tuka and Sulu were out playing tag in a nearby field. A tiger came out from behind some brush and started to attack Tuka. Sulu didn’t know what to do, so she started to hit it with a branch and it ran away. Tuka was bleeding everywhere, and Sulu did not know what to do. Tuka did not want that to happen again, but now it was time to get back to reality.

After the lion popped out, Tuka ran over to accompany her ill sister. The other women didn’t know what to do, so they grabbed hold of their bowls and started to jab the lion with them. The lion soon got annoyed and swatted at them once, but the women stood their ground. The lion then got anxious and started to roar at them. Then a woman grabbed the nearest food behind her and threw it as far as she could. The lion, not knowing what to do, faced the women then turned around to see what she had thrown. Tuka was relieved, but Sulu was not in the best conditions. The women ran over to Sulu and Tuka and asked, “Are you okay Sulu? How do you feel?”

Sulu replied, “Better but still weak. I already drank all of the water I had and even some of my dear sister’s too.” It was the next day and everyone wanted to go home. They missed their husbands and children, but they knew they had to find water to bring back. They continued their journey. Sulu was still dehydrated, but not as bad because they found a small lake much like a pond but much, much smaller. It would only give you about two gulps and then it was gone. Tuka began to lead all the women again on the journey. They thought it would never end. On their way they saw all these dead animals and animals in very poor condition. All the women felt sad and sorry for the poor animals, but then they saw something, a herd. It was made up of all these animals like giraffes, zebras, hippos, and rhinos. They were all going the same way, and Tuka wanted to find out where they were going. The women made sure they had everyone and everything they had and then started to follow the animals. Sulu still needed water and everyone was running low on supplies and food.

Then, one of the women shouted out, “Look, up in the trees! A bushel of bananas!”

“We need them,” Tuka said. “Okay, we’ll get them, but the strongest people need to go on the bottom and the lightest get on top of them.” The women followed her orders. They all lined up and got on top of each other and then…VICTORY!!! They got the bananas, and there was a lot in that bushel. Along their way, they would pick up sticks to make fire too. They followed the animals for a while, almost an hour, but when they were about to give up and stop following the animals, their luck changed. A beautiful river full of water sat before them. Birds were chirping happily, zebras and giraffes playing and splashing in the water. It was the most beautiful thing they have seen in a long time.

Tuka rushed Sulu over to the water as fast as she could. While Sulu was drinking some water, Tuka ran to the nearest tree and managed to grab five bananas, a coconut, and a leaf to use as a plate. While Tuka helped her sister, the others ran with their bowls to gather as much water as they possibly could to bring home. After the women got their water, they went over to Sulu to see how she was doing, but she was asleep so they tried to wake her up. “Sulu? Sulu how are you feeling?” the women asked as Sulu faded in and out of sleep.

Sulu replied with a grunt and said, “Okay, I guess. Still weak but I am feeling much better than before.” They were all so happy she was fine and glad that they finally reached their goal. They were even happier they could go home. But one of the women then asked Tuka, “Tuka now that we got the water, can we go home now?” Tuka responded by looking at them like they were crazy and said, “When we do go back, who wants to lead the group because I am way too tired to lead anyone back.” All the women laughed and started to head home.

THE END