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I miss you on weekends
Lumière:
Phoenix ~
Your poem Bittersweet is beautiful.
I love poetry myself and BBM has brought me back to writing poems after quite a while.
And, the next time your friend gives you a poem, take it and treasure it! :)
RebelWithASmile:
--- Quote from: Lucise on October 11, 2006, 02:11:24 am ---Phoenix ~
Your poem Bittersweet is beautiful.
I love poetry myself and BBM has brought me back to writing poems after quite a while.
And, the next time your friend gives you a poem, take it and treasure it! :)
--- End quote ---
Thanks alot, and i will treasure his next one.
10/11 two years ago, Christopher Reeves died :(
Today was okay, hot chocolate for breakfast keeps me alive.
No more Sin City books for me, i guess. Bill got them from the library.
I told him he looks like a elf, but not in a offensive way.
I'm breaking up with my Gf because of him (he said i should after i told him i was thinking about it)
Today was nice, except that he has a detention tomorrow, so no talking at lunch...
i'll go crazy
At home i watched GIANT, James Dean's last movie ever.
It was well acted, ecspecially by Dean (his character was so sad, i almost cried) but they didn't show him enough. He should of been shown more, IMO.
And they left him without anything to think on. His character suffered too much, and he was depraved of Elizabeth Taylor, and it was just too sad
going off to work on my short story
thank you all
Daniel:
I also enjoyed your poem Bittersweet.
It reminds me very much of my own poem. Mystic Madness In The Night which is also the title of the poetry compilation I'll soon be self-publishing.
I'm not sure if its at all proper protocol to respond to a poem with a poem, but I've been doing it on Milli's thread for some time, and she hasn't complained yet.... Still have my fingers crossed on that one. :)
The flame within me
burns in bright gold.
It's tongues of fire
lap my soul
Incinerating thought
and memory,
Leaving only the aching experience
which I call me.
The heart within
aches and burns
Focusing upon some inner aspect
it twists and turns.
The line of faith
The way of love
The flame burns and shows light
Hope springs above
What lantern lights my path,
casting gentle shadows?
My heart is not my own
but sacrificed in column-rows
and there diced and decimated.
I pick up the pieces -
one at a time.
I put it back together.
Agony erupts within
Time flows silent
Words swim effortless
Images come unbeckoned.
There is nothing to stop them.
Heart left alone -
Too often not at home.
One doorway leads to another.
Icy breath smothers.
There is nothing to stop me.
Dreams become reality.
Focus lost within.
Will fades to dimmest gray.
Still I suffer.
RebelWithASmile:
--- Quote from: Daniel on October 11, 2006, 09:07:23 pm ---I also enjoyed your poem Bittersweet.
It reminds me very much of my own poem. Mystic Madness In The Night which is also the title of the poetry compilation I'll soon be self-publishing.
I'm not sure if its at all proper protocol to respond to a poem with a poem, but I've been doing it on Milli's thread for some time, and she hasn't complained yet.... Still have my fingers crossed on that one. :)
The flame within me
burns in bright gold.
It's tongues of fire
lap my soul
Incinerating thought
and memory,
Leaving only the aching experience
which I call me.
The heart within
aches and burns
Focusing upon some inner aspect
it twists and turns.
The line of faith
The way of love
The flame burns and shows light
Hope springs above
What lantern lights my path,
casting gentle shadows?
My heart is not my own
but sacrificed in column-rows
and there diced and decimated.
I pick up the pieces -
one at a time.
I put it back together.
Agony erupts within
Time flows silent
Words swim effortless
Images come unbeckoned.
There is nothing to stop them.
Heart left alone -
Too often not at home.
One doorway leads to another.
Icy breath smothers.
There is nothing to stop me.
Dreams become reality.
Focus lost within.
Will fades to dimmest gray.
Still I suffer.
--- End quote ---
it sounds good. ;)
I will post on someone elses when i have time, but i'm really busy with my short story (which is of course inspired by Brokeback Mountain) its for a school contest, and i so long to win. its due friday ;D
RebelWithASmile:
These last two days...there are not words to express how horrible they were and how i felt
10/12
I got my first detention assigned Thursday for not bringing my Literature Book to class. >:( That, IMO, is a very stupid reason to ruin someones pride and esteem. I have to serve it Monday.
Bill was absent, and well, would of had to serve a detention he got for not putting a book cover on his book anyway.
I got a D on my midterm in Journalism, and i felt stupid. I'm a A/B honor roll student, who is in Honor's English, and i get a D in a easy class? My mom flipped, and of course blamed it on the computer :laugh:
But its a B already, i just had to turn in something i had neglected to. ;D
I stayed up really late finishing my Short Story for the contest. It came out bad IMO, but oh well, i knew i wouldn't win
10/13
even worse. I usually DO NOT have bad luck on friday the 13th, but geez i did today.
First, i'm dead tired from the night before. I hardly get to talk to Bill. He had to make up his detention since he wasn't at school the day he was suppose to serve it. That means i will have to freaking wait till Tuesday to have contact with him....
My Girlfriend told me about a 'rumor' was going around that i was going to break up with her, and she was trying to make me feel bad. It was a very stupid attempt, but i had to tell her something, so i said i hadn't decided yet. I should of denied the charges, but i wasn't thinking straight, because Bill had went home early, and i couldn't talk to him on our long walk to our buses. I have the worst luck in the world.
I have 50 pages for homework
My nephew his here for the weekend :'( i'm not happy anymore.
One thing thats good, is i might got to the movies Sunday with a friend of mine. We want to see The Grudge 2 :D
peace. And i'm working on a new Poem, that will be about being a loner/outcast aka, me
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