Fuchsia like the headbands
and the balls tied in her hair,
Fuchsia like the letters
on the shirts that she would wear...
She saved a seat for me.
I met a girl named Shauna
when I was twelve years old.
Her wrists beheld two lovely hands,
the first that I would hold.
She saved a seat for me.
I saw her through the spotlight
in the glow around the door
and I knew what had been missing
from the life I lived before.
She saved a seat for me.
She asked me if I cared to dance
which I had never done,
but in my daze I answered yes.
The magic had begun.
She saved a seat for me.
One song, one sweet eternity,
I smiled all night long.
The answer to life's mystery
was near me all along.
She saved a seat for me.
On Monday in the lunchroom
I'd thought she had forgot,
but peered beside the place she sat
and found an empty spot.
She saved a seat for me.
The weeks went by like melodies.
Her smiles gave me hope
but someone should have told me
love can have a downward slope.
She saved a seat for me.
She heard it from her father first
the news about the move,
then went to plead her mother then
to kindly disapprove.
She saved a seat for me.
But choices made were choices played
and plans once loved had died.
The last few days were shades of greys
and as I slowly cried...
She waved goodbye to me.
Now fuchsia haunts the skylines
when the sun lays down to rest.
And fuchsia beats the empty bulb
that shudders in my chest.
But even though the tears may go
from river to the sea
I breathe and grow,
and still,
I know...
She saved a seat for me.
Author notes
author username : PsydewaysTears
Nostalgic but honest recollection of the moment when the first person I ever loved saved me.... a seat.
Written June 26th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Weave for me the intensely unique wonders of your first Love. by artis.
475 points, ended May 1, 2008, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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and it's probably still vacant in her heart, the seat that is, saved only for you her first love, god this rings true, i remember having to move from theprojects they were tearing down, and losing any hope of contact with that sweet girl next door, the on
I remember sadly waving goodbye as we pulled away and seeing the diamond-like gleam of tears in her pale blue eyes in the morning sun on a hot July day. That moment is frozen in my mind forever. the what ifs, and the coulda beens haunt me to this day. Excellent write, it touches ones longings from yesterdays dreams. Thanks for your entry~~~Artis
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positive-nesses
one line can be so many things (stephen malkmus self-titled ~you know a sinner we all are one, you know you're sending me off on one) here you used the same lime to carry you through an entire event, that helps to keep it in the past, for now. never stopped in rythym or clarity, buenisimo -
No comment.I never thought that someone would put in such wonderful words such an insignifiant event(in appearence)!!! You teach me through your poetry more than I could learn from a million of spoken words.
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That was so good, I had my first boyfriend in third grade, We were together for two years. And then I moved and I lost contact with him. Last summer I found him and now we are just friends. But anyways, That was so sweet, but sad. Keep it up. you are very a talented writer.
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Magnifique. This is not as good as that sonnet, but it's apples and oranges there. I'd say this deserves to be published.
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cool write. very creative and great flow.
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awesome
"But choices made were choices played
and plans once loved had died.
The last few days were shades of greys
and as I slowly cried...
She waved goodbye to me.
Now fuchsia haunts the skylines
when the sun lays down to rest.
And fuchsia beats the empty bulb
that shudders in my chest.
But even though the tears may go
from river to the sea
I breathe and grow,
and still,
I know...
She saved a seat for me."
This poem made me cry it was so sweet and so sad..I love it those lines above were some of the best of the whole poem. -
Omg!Lovely poem.The rhyming is amazing!And i have to say that the poem is really original.The title made me look it up and i am impressed.Very well-done!
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oi!...the smallest of things are, at times, the greatest and most phenomenal...next time, i'll save a life
good write poet, Claide was right, perfect!
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wow, this poem was rally sweet, in a really childish first love type of way. (its a good thing, really.) i really enjoyed this piece. ♥
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This is sad and sweet, the repetition really adds to the emotion of the poem, and shows how you felt when she saved you...a seat. Nicely sdone, keep writing and keep sharing, i wish you luck in future poems.
Kissing
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wonderful
a wonderful poem, sad and touching. the graphics enhance the poem perfectly. -
Oh wow..this is really good and I love the repeating of She saved a seat for me I loved the ending because it wraps it all up nicely. A lot of emotion seeped from each word. Excellent job and keep it up.
~Midnight~
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It was so sweet, and sad!! I loved reading it!!! You are amazing!!! I loved it!!!
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Amazing
Aww... this is a really sweet poem, yet sad at the same time. Great job! -
bunny kickin
it is sweet then it gets sad as she has to go i now how you feel although not portraid the same if this is a real life...quote...if it isn't i know how it is too loose someone.... lol it was great...yea bye... -
woooooooooooooooow!!!!!!!!! u can rhyme and still make sense!! hats off 2 ya!!!!!!! love the second-to-last stanza - its a fantastic description of how little sights, smells etc can set off a whole train of memories. also love the way the refrain fits in2 the verse @ the end - how clever is that?! return the favour? id love u 4 it x
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That was so stinkin' sad. I hate you for writing poetry so well. It's way too effective.
I could go on about the basics, but why should I? Meter, rhyme, content, phrasing, blah, blah, blah, it's all perfect. Especially your timing for that last line. Of course most people wouldn't know it but you and I know that if you hadn't set the meter right, it would have all fallen to pieces .
Wonderful poetry. I'm envious.
With much affectionate hate
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Well, well, well! Uncorked a GREAT one, did we? Anything I would add here would be completely superfluous and flat out annoying. GREAT JOB!!! - oce
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Nice write reg the flow was good rhyme solid and the content sweet oh what certain colors, scents ect will bring out of us
well done and good luck
Love and light
Blaze -
Brilliant <3
This has got to be one of the most adorable puppy love romantic poems I've read on this site.
And you actually mad it interesting.
I loved the way that you seemed to capture the girl in a colour, it made her so life lik and so mystical at the same time.
Beautiful <3
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This is an absolutely beautiful story told with the same innocence of the experience. Some sweet memories just last a lifetime Looooooved it yep yep
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Quite a gorgeous poem, with hauntingly sweet notes. How hopeful and lyrical it is.
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Awesome
This was really incredibly sweet and so sad...it flowed really well and it makes me think of how love really goes...I wanna cry now... -
uhm 'quite' curious instead of cute curious
if there are other typos, don't yell 
(I don't want to delete that post though otherwise I'll lose all the smileys and I'm too lazy to put them back in )
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Well, it's really late over here and I have to get out of bed in like 4 hours (
) but AP got me caught tonight 
lol...
So I stumbled on the episode thing and saw this link
At first, I read through this one, It was so remarkable but I kept wondering why this person shaved you a seat
I was cute curious to know how in fact doing that then I came to your author's notes and really, I could just smack myself in the head
I think Fuchsia is also quite a remarkable color
Not that I really like it as the color itself, but I especially adore it when people are looking this disgusted when you were a Fuchsia shirt 
(I know, I have one but it's always lots of fun )
anywho, enough rambling... I'm going to fold myself into bed now, but let me leave you an applaud first
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I just loved it although, fushia is not my favorite color to wear..at least according to my daughter.. It looks like my skin has turned a different shade of pale!!! LOL..anyway, I just loved the memories it invoked. Good luck!
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Very well done.. I loved this.. and the ending was excellent... I think you did very well with the color... Did you really hate that color as bad as they said??
I enjoyed this write... best of luck to you
Melanie
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this is really really good... i love it
Now fuchsia haunts the skylines
when the sun lays down to rest.
And fuchsia beats the empty bulb
that shudders in my chest.
^^^ thats the part that got me... -
so often we forget that love can be shown more in the little things than any other way. later Honeybe
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---I don't mind fuchsia so much when it's adorning a shapely woman who desires me. I'd just NEVER use it to describe something unabstract about myself. The color fuchsia does not go on my body. Period. If this were a a poem for a more grown up time in my life I'd have gotten intimate about fuchsia-colored bikinis with ties that bounce when she runs on the shore. The only reason I reacted against my color so harshly yesterday is because I had been feeling extremely selfy this week and was SO ready to talk about myself poetically until the cows came home (and I don't have cows). But give me a starbucks double shot expresso and a freshly brewed, extra creamy double chocolate milk.... and I'll whip you up a beauty on just about any subject matter you can think of. My writing's been improving faster than I can keep track of lately, and it's the fuel that feeds my ego to the point of hilarious insanity (or insane hilarity... depending on your particular perspective). Hehe.
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Well, for a colour you loathe so much, you definitely turned it around! This is just amazing! As Jay said, the meter is just awesome. It flowed so incredibly well, I barely noticed the rhyming. Completely brilliant, Greg!
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This is just brilliant, you do the rhyme scheme with such ease that its almost not noticed. Cheers to the girl who saved you....a seat!
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I find it comical how you hated your color with a passion, and yet were one of the very first entries in.
The meter was awesome. I'm expecting Corey to stumble in shortly, and gush.
I'm not sure what else to even say. There's nothing to critique. All of it was gold. Or fuchsia.
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LOL nice! This is really good and I liked it a lot. Good luck in the contest this round!
-Tyler
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