I've been living on beer and cigarettes, and listening to sad songs.
Yeah, I'm a walking cliche, and you know what? I don't even give a shit.
Patsy Cline knows the score.
I'm pleading and bleeding and needing, and sighing and crying and dying...
And every other cheap rhyme that translates to I'm fucking miserable.
And what the hell rhymes with calloused hands? Maybe ‘understands’?
But how could I ever put your hands down on paper? God, your hands...
I mean, Damn it, baby.
Should I mention how much I loved your stupid cat? Lots of rhymes there.
Cat, hat, that...Get a load of me, I'm a regular Doctor-fucking-Seuss.
God, I'm so tired. I hardly sleep anymore, too many other things to do.
Like not listening to the phone not ringing. Like not thinking about you.
Yeah, good luck with that.
Not thinking about your ugly-beautiful, perfect hands. Your crooked smile.
The way your hair smells. How you like wearing dress shoes with jeans.
Not imagining you with some other girl...I bet she’s prettier than I am.
I bet she'll be able to write a decent poem when you break her heart.
Author notes
Option 6-
Describe to me your first heart break or one you are going through now. "Singles Awareness Day"
Written October 17th, 2005
A contest entry
- Love Is A Sweet Misery by CalmBeforeTheStorm.
600 points, ended February 6, 2007, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Woah
The pain passion and emotion coming through there blows me away
You're a great writer
Keep it up
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nice. good luck, and good night.
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This is amazing, such bitterness came through your words. Wonderful job.
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Cat, hat, that...Get a load of me, I'm a regular Doctor-fucking-Seuss.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA ok i adore this! im gonna have to make a contest for this poem. i have never ever read anything quite like this! -
I really like this, all of it. And I think it is more than decent.
Well done and expressed,
Lea -
-blink blinks- Wow..hn..you've rendered me somewhat speachless. o.o -hugs it- Really kind of smacks you upside the head..and oh so true *_*;
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I'm flattered that you remembered me LOL I spent all the points I got from you on a contest of my own I look forward to your next contest, hope you get the 5,000 or so points you still need
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Wow when I read that you spent your last 20 points to promote this seeing as how you got place in my first contest...yes I remember you had a cool write called "Running Out" I was going to send you more points but I am trying so hard to save mine cause I want to do another contest but this one will be HUGE and I figured it up I need 7,175 points to do it the way I want to and I only have a little over 2,000 so this will take forever...so I decided to go ahead and comment and applaud this that way you get a few points I did really enjoy this write as I do with most of yours lol
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It wasn't meant to be disrespectful to poetry in general, only to my own poetry. The references to rhyming and such were about my recent frustration at not being able to put my feelings into a poem without it becoming a total cliche.
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this seems kinda disrespectful to poetry to me..but it seems to me that that is what you where going for..so if so you accomplished it
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Sweetheart; good start!
Try to remember that when you hear Patsy Cline, she didn't write the songs, some of them were written by Hugh Nelson, the name that Willie Nelson went by when he was writing them, not singing them. Willie had to work and learn. I saw a clip of Willie's first TV appearance. He's up there with Hank now, but, that first day, in his suit and slick hair and amateur voice, he was as near to nothing as a singer as I have ever seen. Chill, honey! You have a heart, a sweet and sad one, probably broken sometimes, and you have a language, English, which, correctly spoken or not, is the best poetry language there is. You have a mind. You have a reader who likes what you are writing right now, and wishes you the best, and I'll bet I'm not alone. Love yourself as much as others love you, and it's as inevitable as Texas rains after a Texas drought, honey: you'll be writing your love in verses and maybe songs. I'm an old man, and have had time to learn even more than Patsy Cline. The best to you, no matter what path you take. John McVey -
This is amazing, a great piece of work!!!!!!!! I loved this and thought you have written this wonderfully and written it very well. Great subject and I thought it was very creative and imaginative. Thanks so much for sharing it.
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loved loved loved this poem! geez, this is like an old Patsy Cline song all in itself but BETTER! such a tremendous close to this one too! geeez, I only wish that I had written this!!!
really a beautiful poem!!!
Jo -
this freaking rocks
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Oh my good lord, I love this.
!! I hope you win!! -pets the pretty poem- I have nothing helpful to say XD; I just had to oogle.
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a poem that cut my favorite singer of all times to pieces she had her good crying times but by golly she was a great singer in her time and she died all to early thanks for sharing.. linda
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Brilliant
Good holy god. This is an AMAZING poem! I love it! Easily my favorite read all week. This has such a gritty, resigned, angry feeling to it. A down-home, country girl, boozin and drinking feeling. I got an instant sence of place and time and emotion... your mindset comes through clear and strong.
Sure it's not pretty, but neither is the emotion you set out to convey. It's self deprecating, honest, and frank. I love it. -
exellent I think that this would hurt most people, i know it would come close to killing me if i got something like this poem from an ex. Great Job
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Yeah and Patsy could sing those hurtin' songs like an angel thrown to the ground by love Great write that many of us can identify with
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lots of anger in here but it made me chuckle lol, i think you've written this in a lovely way and i could feel your frustration and sadness, it's a brill wtite and i'm glad i read it. thanks! well done . shaz xx
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Thanks for the comment. I chose Patsy Cline because she's the queen of cliche sad love songs. Nothing better to listen to when you're wallowing in self-pity LOL
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Tumbleweed, trying to be diplomatic with this one. I see a lot of anger is this. directed I guess at a past love or lover or just written to be written. I guess you may have been hurt I am sorry to hear that. I'm not sure why you chose Patsy Cline as a titleor comparison, I guess you must have your reasons, I would like to try and understand.
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