writing smeared poetry and promises on the windshield with chapstick
wearing too much eyeliner, wide-eyed and love-sick
she sings and she screams and sometimes she laughs when she cries
yelling her heart out to these autumn skies
wondering why
all the stars are obscured by the bright city lights
she’s ready for the summer again
spending late nights laughing with friends
ignoring the walls that are holding her in
shouting and laughing as the sunset sky fades
as childhood dreams crumble bittersweetly away
she’ll chase the moonbeams in the morning and beg them to stay
but fate and love are elusive, and her luck has almost run out
there’s a fork in the road and now she is in doubt
about which path to choose
should she play by their rules?
when she would rather scribble permanent marker scrawls on her notebooks
filling blank pages with heartbreaks and hook-ups
and meaningless doodles
which must have meant something to her when she drew them
lying on the floor with her best friends dreaming of fame
turning up the music until she can feel it pulsing through her veins
all at once wishing that she was a rebel and that she was exactly the same
as everyone else
because sometimes she’s just too hard on herself
to peek out of her shell
to expose everything she is and everything that she wants to be
dreaming that one day she will be finally free
that she can get in a car with her friends and just leave
start a new life in a whole different state
but despite all the talk, a part of her wants to stay
optimistic and still hoping that maybe someday
she can catch up with the moonbeams without running away
so as the watercolor romance of the sunset bleeds into indigo sky
and the city lights chase the starlight to the ground where it dies
she will still be sitting with friends and her heart on her sleeve on the sidewalk outside
staring up with curious inky-brown eyes
asking the heavens and anything up there
“so… who exactly am I?”
Author notes
Yeahh...
Um. I kinda had to write this
for class, buuuuut....
I think it's okay.
It much more optimistic than I
usually am;; I guess I had to
tone it down. XD
Please tell me what you think! :]]
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she's back and better than ever!
You amaze me, dear.
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Thank you;; I <3 you.
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Yes
She is back
I absolutely loved it.This was a great come back in more ways than one.
this was so me LOL
to expose everything she is and everything that she wants to be
dreaming that one day she will be finally free
that she can get in a car with her friends and just leave
welcome back.
~helen
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Lol, thank youuuu!
&& thanks for the welcome, too. :]]
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What a great poem to make your grand AP comeback with!!! And I can answer the question you posed in the very last line of this poem--You're someone who's been very missed for a very long, long time and you've gotta know that I'm all happy-happy joy-joy you're back!
So...ummm, you've been gone so long I've forgotten your name! I'm sorry, but I'm recalling as Elizabeth...Am I right???
We'll catch up soon, Girl...You can be sure of it!
Jo
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Thank you thank you thank you. :]]
Honestly, I missed all of you bunches too.
&& yes, you've gotten the name right! :]
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Excellent poem! The metaphors and imagery you used throughout the piece is brilliant.
I like the subtle theme of lunar activity.
IE:
"she’ll chase the moonbeams in the morning and beg them to stay"
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"she can catch up with the moonbeams without running away"
My above all favorite lines, although I enjoyed the whole thing was:
"so as the watercolor romance of the sunset bleeds into indigo sky..."
I like how you were able to display a topic that's very relate-able in a non-cliched and unique manner.
Outstanding piece.
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Thank you sooooooo much. :]]
I'm really glad you liked it;;
&& it means a lot!
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