Smokey's the blue sky
and green are my eyes.
Silent's the footsteps
I whisper goodbyes..
The shadows on my wall
say something to me
They told me where to go
and who I should be.
Farewell to the child
that I used to be.
I told them I'd never,
never be free.
Farewell to my mother,
I'm going my way.
Though she told me not to,
I'll go anyway.
Burning in daydreams,
my destiny lies.
Haunted in nightmares,
my misfortune cries
The melody humming
when she read my stars.
Violins playing,
with washed out guitars.
But lonesome means nothing
without any life.
So I'm off to find it
and this is the night..
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dang
im in love with this poem its totlay ausome keep writing girl -
Excellent
Been soo long to get one from you....I need the story behind this -
but i will have to say whenyou add on the 's' on goodbyes it sounds a bit cheezy although id does make sense sorry leave it the way it is, its great
i love it soo much i even added an extra o' -
i hope you know i am in tears it is sheer brilliant the emotion is known through the whole peice i can say how much i enjoyed this. thankyou
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a certian simplicity here brings attention to the thoughts rather than the words, and the thoughts are interesting as a coming of age narration and a self affirmation...so very well done here...PK
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HOOT!
Last night I said I kinda liked it after a quick read. After several more times through it I like it more each time, both for the thoughts and images created and the poetry itself. You've done a great job with the imagery here - I could repeat the words but you know what they are. Just beautiful. And, a haunting story you've told as well. Beautiful, Claire. What happened to the 12 year old that used to send me her softball stats? I think she's grown/growing way, way up now. And you used to say you thought you'd lost your talent. Tee hee - sure don't think so.
Paul
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