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Just a Dozen And A Half.



The womb's warmth washed over me, disappearing -

the soft blue sky clouds on park trips, playpen fun;

the buzzing of aeorplanes jet, on my way to destination

my new place of home and school life finally came.

Perfect pictures were ebbed with foolish tears,

nightmare's and endless confusions in classroom desks;

dreamers eyes leered with foolish thoughts of families

and finally she left us, complaining of our cruelty.

Compelled, I finally found friends and fortune -

then torn from teacher's with tears, to new town

where childhood's fuzzy frolic became fears;

the year she taught me what sadism and sex was.

Left, unbound and I started there, with great hopes destroyed;

he took away my soul, with a quip and an unfriendly voice.

The moments of weakness caught my throat til I almost choked -

the end of school sessions, but adult sensibility was nothing strange.

The tender touch of weakness, in moments of our bodies blending, dying;

but the broken hearted beat lasts still to this day, unblinking.

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Your challenge

You must write a poem that is exactly 18 lines about the last 18 years of your life.


Each line represents a year in my life, each line each year of my life. line 1 year 0-1 etc...

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Comments

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  • Wow. I love this. I got the impression of a fast forward glimpse into a life of growth and pain. Beautifully written--I love the way you put words together, when I read it, I spoke it aloud and it was hypnotic. You have a gift


  • Blooming Poet
    June 4, 2008

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    That is one heck of a challenge. May I say you did very well on that challenge indeed. Personally more then an HM>


  • DarkHunter
    May 23, 2008

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    Okay, not really sure what to say. It seems a tragic journey from the innocence of childhood to the fear of adulthood and realising it aint all fun and clouds. Thanks for entering.


  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    May 14, 2008
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    Fascinating dear.


    Love and peace always,
    mj.


  • x-Black-Butterfly-x gold member
    May 14, 2008

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    i is shocked and amazed it is so beautifully put together with sadnes and life and depth and you have really outdone yourself with this challenge. an amazing piece sweetie well done. <333

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