After seeing my Winona poem, Jenova wanted me to write a Flannery poem. I don't think I did a very good job on this one, I didn't have good inspiration but Jenova thinks it is good. Note: This is form Flannery's point of view.
Oh ya, on the old City of Trees thread, some people said they would like to see my non-Pokémon poetry (even though I don't call it poetry, I have another name) so if you want to see it you can PM me.
~The Indifferent One
Forever Fire
He left me.
My grandfather went
to become a Pokémon Master
and I was alone.
I was left in the care of someone
whom I didn’t know and didn’t love.
Yet I knew my destiny:
to take my grandfather’s place
as a leader.
There was a fire burning within my soul
yearning to strive
to be the best of all fire masters.
A flame that nothing could extinguish.
I had the strength inside
to raise a fighter.
A Torkoal, the beast of fire.
The hot springs were the key to my success
with their mystical powers
to wash away fatigue
and whatever troubles came my way.
I knew that when that day came,
it would all be worth it.
Training on the rugged slopes
of Mount Chimney,
and the harsh battles
would all pay off.
The gym was mine,
and I was the leader.
A blaze in my eyes
warned all
what I could do.
I could not be defeated,
for I had a fire in my soul,
that kept me going
to fulfill my destiny,
at long last.
He left me.
My grandfather went
to become a Pokémon Master
and I was alone.
I was left in the care of someone
whom I didn’t know and didn’t love.
Yet I knew my destiny:
to take my grandfather’s place
as a leader.
There was a fire burning within my soul
yearning to strive
to be the best of all fire masters.
A flame that nothing could extinguish.
I had the strength inside
to raise a fighter.
A Torkoal, the beast of fire.
The hot springs were the key to my success
with their mystical powers
to wash away fatigue
and whatever troubles came my way.
I knew that when that day came,
it would all be worth it.
Training on the rugged slopes
of Mount Chimney,
and the harsh battles
would all pay off.
The gym was mine,
and I was the leader.
A blaze in my eyes
warned all
what I could do.
I could not be defeated,
for I had a fire in my soul,
that kept me going
to fulfill my destiny,
at long last.
Oh ya, on the old City of Trees thread, some people said they would like to see my non-Pokémon poetry (even though I don't call it poetry, I have another name) so if you want to see it you can PM me.
~The Indifferent One