Friday, October 10, 2008

" Beowulf poem"



Brave Beowulf on a mission haveing


his confidence but conserns, calls to the


lord to lower his protection and promises.


Grendel is a giant and really big , in which


is prepared purposely for the fight.


Battle begins, while anger arises


sword flying , cuts open, and claws stripping


blood spills, scares hurting in hurge,


weak they became, bravely ending this war.


Beowulf believes in himself and wins the battle


people proudly cheer when they know the news.


Thanking the great brave Beowulf


his people living life herific and happly


No more worries, nor miseries. Just


calmness and cries, for the war is over.








1 comment:

Paul said...

hey i like how you discribed the battle.....it sounded gangsta....well keep it up and you'll get even better