I am the place
of many a pleasant daydream.
Behind closed eyes
I am a moon flower
that blooms best
sitting on a moonlit balcony
as the sound of music
wafts through the night breeze.
I am loved by many
and give my love back
to those who flee to me
in search of tranquility,
in search of inspiration,
and in search of themselves.
I am a free spirit
feeding my creativity
that in turn feeds me
but I am never satisfied
and I spend my nights
staring at the moon
dreaming with open eyes
with hands that make those dreams
visible...
Author notes
today in english, we got an assignment that was supposed to be done in partners (although we could work alone, but most people were working in partners, as was I) and in class...but my partner and I couldn't get our creative juices flowing, nor could we agree on what to say, and our writing styles weren't very similar, so we decided since we couldn't do it in class together, and I write better when I'm not in a classroom, we would go our seperate ways...
Anyway, the assignment was to personify a city, so I chose paris, and personified it the way I picture it...a city of many creative art type people
enjoy
kayla*
Written April 15th, 2004
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This one is one of your best, Kayla. I think you should use this one too.
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okay, I remember this one.
Beautiful.
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This is also very good, I really love your style, it's very... imagery-ish and beautiful. I like how you started out with "Behind closed eyes" and then at the end had "dreaming with open eyes". The whole things really great. I have nothing but praise and a stolen kitkat for you.
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love it
Kayla.... I read and commented on this before but it looks like it didn't post.. so here I go again...sorry about that, Sweetie.
You've painted a beautiful and wistful picture of Paris in your poetry. Before reading this I don't recall ever having a yearning to visit there, but your poem makes me want to see what you've portrayed. It's beautifully woven with that special touch which only you seem to possess.
You've come a long way from when I first read your poetry and you were quite good even then.
I love this one, Kayla...it's beautiful
Luv and
Dee
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Ah oui , d'etre a Paris ......Rive Gauche , <------left bank where all the creative minds and starving arists live and hang out . Can be compaired alot to Soho ( if you heve ever been there ) I spent part of my summervacation when I was 16 with a french g/f of mine in Paris . her parents were kind enough to provide me lodging .......I fell in love or in CRUSH with a french guy named Jean Paul , it was a sweet summer romance ( just handholding ) and with this poem you gave justice to that city of lovers and you brought back a sweet memory for me . Maybe one day , you can see Paris yourself ( some americans claim it is dirty and they are not liked by the french ) But let me reassure you it is not so , but many an american goes over there with an arrogant attitude
much love ,
Reenie
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I am a moon flower... in this line, try using nocturnal instead of moon, because you use moonlit just two lines below.
wafts through the night breeze... in this line, I think you can illiminate the word night, because you have already established that it is night, and try substituting the word "on" for "through."
I love the end, how you bring it full circle with the image of the moon... great job, Kayla.
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Good job! I do love Paris and I wish going there someday. Two thumbs up! -
paris sounds so dreamy, I'd love to go there and visit Jim's grave, although I can't right now I still will one day...
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I've never been to paris.
I more likely think of everyone smoking and drinking all the time over there, they are both very popular things to do =P -
wow...you picture paris in a good way...i think its to..preppy..haha but im jus weird..anyways this was a gooder...nice way to explain paris
*Kerry*
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