This is a poem that I wrote describing a bird known as a Nightingale. It is a tale about the song that the Nightingale sings and the crowd that gathers each night because of the beautiful tune. The tune causes listeners to experience both sadness and joy. I describe its habitat and create an understanding that the Nightingale has been around for a long time and will be for a long time to come singing his song.

A legend of unexplained events and misinterpreted occurrences…

Is Bigfoot simply a legend passed down from generation to generation?

The creation of the world…

Poem.

A love poem.

Emotional moments.

My past.

Poem.

The myth of Phaeton.