Another great poem!
You are so popular gold Thats why you're easily sold
Your yellow, shiny surface is bright and bold You com from ancient times, but you never get old In other countries I use you to buy things And even to make dental fillings Commonly purchased by many kings You can be obtained through minings 196.9 is your mass And you're definately a solid not a gas Your atomic number of 79 is not last Because you are considered of high class Although you're discoverer is not known You've been around since the making of tombstones Your value has always been shown And you will forever be owned
Monday, 14 September 2009
Saturday, 12 September 2009
Poems About Gold and how gold is compared to the sun...
Gold is like the sun setting in the west Like gold pepers of fire flickering in hte night Draping around and icing the body of people in a form of jewlery Not only is it gorgeous And made for show BUt it helps to heal Its helpping hand To be a cure for cancer Its shimmering yellow(butter) Is a lure Can be found in a solid state In a river Or a far away lake From California, Nevada, to Siberia and all over Its a gift from many And worth more then a penny When a guy gets on one knee It yees the girl happy With the shimmering shine Rflecting in her eye
Thursday, 10 September 2009
Poems About Gold and I really like this one its called gold you are worth It
I Really like this one
Gold you are beauty and worth.
Receive your accolades and be esteemed! Being dutiful is the passport to your valued plot upon this Earth. Oh how mightily you have fallen and crashed! A broken heart the consequence of friendships and values smashed. Death, the only option where honour lies gashed.
Gold you are beauty and worth.
Receive your accolades and be esteemed! Being dutiful is the passport to your valued plot upon this Earth. Oh how mightily you have fallen and crashed! A broken heart the consequence of friendships and values smashed. Death, the only option where honour lies gashed.
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Unusual Poems About Gold
My name is Gold, My atomic number is 79, and my Symbol is Au I am usually yellow But occasionally ruby or black I’m to delicate to be handled alone, So I'm usually alloyed with copper or silver, I have been around forever, I was the said to be the first metal ever used, I am the most popular metal I was used by the Egyptian faros as decoration Evil, that is half of me I have been used in the Book of Exodus as the Golden Calf Communist propaganda is what Mao used me for Good, that is my other half Abraham used me in the Book of Genesis And I am used as awards, Golden Globes, 1st place medal, etc…
Sunday, 6 September 2009
These Poems About Gold is called the Element of Gold
more poems i Found about gold
Everyone’s familiar with the element gold For no matter what year, it never gets old. Its yellow, shiny surface is very pretty, But it’s too expensive and soft to be used to make cities. So instead it is used in necklaces, bracelets, and rings And also in the coins that people used to use to buy things. No one knows who discovered gold For people have cherished it since the days of old. Ancient Egyptians buried gold in their tombs As part of their fine and ornate costumes. Many stories have also been told about Au Like the one about good, old King Midas who Had the ability to turn anything to gold just with a touch. But is it harder to make gold than that? Yes, much. Gold must be extracted from the ground After it has finally been found. Gold has been around for thousands of years And will be around for thousands more still. Cheers!
Everyone’s familiar with the element gold For no matter what year, it never gets old. Its yellow, shiny surface is very pretty, But it’s too expensive and soft to be used to make cities. So instead it is used in necklaces, bracelets, and rings And also in the coins that people used to use to buy things. No one knows who discovered gold For people have cherished it since the days of old. Ancient Egyptians buried gold in their tombs As part of their fine and ornate costumes. Many stories have also been told about Au Like the one about good, old King Midas who Had the ability to turn anything to gold just with a touch. But is it harder to make gold than that? Yes, much. Gold must be extracted from the ground After it has finally been found. Gold has been around for thousands of years And will be around for thousands more still. Cheers!
Friday, 4 September 2009
Poems About Gold and here's another one called Touch of Gold
Heres a poem I found about gold
The touch of gold brings a shiver to my spine When i think about it, it makes me feel divine with a little bit of light it will shine The word gold makes me fall into the heaven above gold is the true meaning of a real love There are those who think of it as a symbol of power I can prove you that is wrong, in this very hour Gold has been a beauty in the present and past. Think about the future, will the beauty still last? Or will it just be a money making machine? Think about it and take a while to redeem Love it or hate it, it remains with you Dont try to run from it, it's like a contagious flu. Gold is the greatest element ever to exist Maybe thats why I chose to write about it Gold can bring or break apart a soul You can gain a friend or lose one that in your life had a major role Some things remain unsaid Although I can say,treat gold right or you can be caught dead
The touch of gold brings a shiver to my spine When i think about it, it makes me feel divine with a little bit of light it will shine The word gold makes me fall into the heaven above gold is the true meaning of a real love There are those who think of it as a symbol of power I can prove you that is wrong, in this very hour Gold has been a beauty in the present and past. Think about the future, will the beauty still last? Or will it just be a money making machine? Think about it and take a while to redeem Love it or hate it, it remains with you Dont try to run from it, it's like a contagious flu. Gold is the greatest element ever to exist Maybe thats why I chose to write about it Gold can bring or break apart a soul You can gain a friend or lose one that in your life had a major role Some things remain unsaid Although I can say,treat gold right or you can be caught dead
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Poems About Gold and More comments
I really don't totally understand the meaning of the poem, so if anyone out there could write it in the comments I would really apreciate it.
I like this poem, I think it is a comment on growing up: We take the bad with the good or some such idea. Here is why. Setting Where, what -San Fran, Gold Rush, town is dirty and there is always dust except when there is fog.
Everything is a little dirty. Picture an old west style ghost town or the new york subways. Who - a grown up or older child talking about his youth. "I was one of the children told"..what type of child would be told this info? The dirt coated everything they touched and interacted with, can you imagine? If it was just dirt, there would be no hope, but gold...possibly there...so much you are eating it. Well that is worth something, it makes you more of something. At least you think it does. -Thanks
I like this poem, I think it is a comment on growing up: We take the bad with the good or some such idea. Here is why. Setting Where, what -San Fran, Gold Rush, town is dirty and there is always dust except when there is fog.
Everything is a little dirty. Picture an old west style ghost town or the new york subways. Who - a grown up or older child talking about his youth. "I was one of the children told"..what type of child would be told this info? The dirt coated everything they touched and interacted with, can you imagine? If it was just dirt, there would be no hope, but gold...possibly there...so much you are eating it. Well that is worth something, it makes you more of something. At least you think it does. -Thanks
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