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Mistletoe Angel
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0 posted 2003-06-06 07:57 PM


(Yay! This 1,000th starting post of mine (a re-post) is dedicated to all you wonderful friends of mine! (does happy dance) Just wanted all of you to know of how my story has been written and how I find my way here, yay!)

************(Hanky-Alert)************

Breaking Through
By: Noah Eaton
7/11/02

My story has not always been that happy
So much I just want to forget that's so mopey
So come back with me and you will be told
The history of this Mistletoe Angel

I have grown up in a rough suburb of Denver
Where I have no friends and I can never befriend the neighbors
I never wanted to take the school bus, I just walked
No matter what the weather, I alone followed the sidewalks

I went to this elementary school just 3/4 of a mile away
I possessed an optimistic spirit when I attended my very first day
But the result was so disasterous
I just wanted to cry all day from all the unfair harassment



Because boys my own age would pick on me for being too "girl"ish
Trying to be peaceful and proper, at the time thry thought it was ridiculous
I was abused, chased around the playground, trying to hide
I never wished to bring harm to anyone, I never wanted to fight

I tried asking my teachers for help they could provide
But they ignored my serious heartfelt cries
I suppose they just didn't understand I possess a learning difference
That I'm unique from many others, in a ways of learning preference

It turned out I have a special condition called Aspergers Syndrome
A high form of autism which makes me super-sensitive but socially numb
I cried for months thinking something was wrong with me and I had a bad disease
I continuously thought of dying because I felt no one would ever appreciate me



So after a while, I begged my mom to homeschool me
She was the only one who made me feel comfortable and was there to help me
While I was socially locked out from the rest of the world outside my window
At least I found a refuge to recuperate my sorrows

I grew up, listening to matchbox twenty, Counting Crows, and Hootie & The Blowfish
Their melancholy expressions of heartache influenced me to keep a journal and write daily passages
At first all I wrote seemed meaningless and jibberish
Until something would bring out the heart in me, the magic and music

After two years my mom said "Hey, how'd you like to attend a private school?"
She invited me on a tour to the Denver Academy downtown, I thought it was peaceful
I still was nervous, but knew I had to start up again somewhere
As I still wept every while concerned of the whereabouts of this unclaimed life out there

It happened that first day I was there, I met a man with a ponytail
His name is Philippe Ernewein, who taught me English, literature, and beat poet tall tales
Many days after school I shared my tears with him, and he told me of his life
It ended up he too grew up in rough times but perservered with might

You see, he grew up in Belgium, where he watched The Lone Ranger
He dreamed of seeing cowboys for real, so he wanted to go to America to catch Billy the Kid and derringers
He said his dad died of an overdose, so his mom wanted to embrace the Land of Opportunity
Where she can find a new hopeful life just as he desired in evety heartbeat

He couldn't speak English at first, he was always picked on everywhere he went
It wasn't till he was twelve that he knew English and he started to feel respect
He was saddened to see there were no cowboys or Indians still riding along
Yet he told me of a tool he found that pushed his heart on

He visited Chaco Canyon where he worked as a park supervisor
Where the natives cooked for him and befirended him and got him inspired
It turned out they wrote poetry, and he began to write and write and write
Which he has been doing ever since, day and night



So he told me, "Hey, have you ever thought of writing out your feelings?"
I said, "Sure, though I might not be good, can you please teach me?"
So he has given me a special gift I will never forget
Eventually, he even introduced me to the Internet

At first I visited forums that tore up my work and spit me in the face
Until one day came when I stumbled across this place
It was a bright December Day, one week before Christmas
If you ever questioned why I call myself Mistletoe Angel, well, I guess it was just because of the Christmas spirit

For the first eight months I've been here, very few ever noticed me
When I was sharing all my sad thoughts and depression through poetry
But last summer I got it all out and I've been writing mostly happy poetry
All because of all you wonderful friends that I have made here in this coterie

So this is the story of how I became a star here at Passions
Yet I know my breakthrough is only just beginning, I just know it is
As I keep writing and blending what I have to say to music
And you are all wonderful friends that bring out the magic!




(Thank you all so much for being my friends, I am so happy and lucky to know you all and you will always be in my heart. I love you all so much! )



Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story

***Shakira***

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (06-06-2003 07:59 PM).]

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1 posted 2003-06-06 07:59 PM


thanks for shareing this,,  it was a very nice read...

Poetry is a vision that portrays ones impressions.QjQ

Startime55
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2 posted 2003-06-06 08:01 PM


A heartfelt sharing from a tender and sensitive heart....Well done, Noah...hugs..

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3 posted 2003-06-06 08:02 PM


Thanks for the hanky alert Noah...
Extremely well written...
and congrats on the 1000th starting post.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

garysgirl
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4 posted 2003-06-06 08:11 PM


Oh Noah, my dear friend, I'm so glad that I'm the first one of your friends to reply to your poem.

You know how I feel about you. You are one of the sweetest and most caring people that I know. I have seen the way you treat each and every person who comes to this home of ours on these pages of blue. You always make the newcomers welcome and cry with all of us when we are sad and rejoice with us when we are happy.

You are a very special person, my friend, and I hope that you don't ever forget it. You are also an excellent poet who is very talented.
Heart hugs to you, my friend        
Ethel

[This message has been edited by garysgirl (06-06-2003 08:17 PM).]

yv
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5 posted 2003-06-06 08:12 PM


Wow. That was one of the most beautiful, truthful poems I have ever read.  You are a paragon.  Your bravery and your articulation in the matter is absolutely inspiring.  As I said before, you are a god amongst mortals, my friend.  You are a lovely human being and a wonderful poet.  God bless you and keep you forever and ever.  Oh, and congratulations on your 1000th post.  It's quite a feat.

Junior Member,
yv

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6 posted 2003-06-06 08:21 PM


Hi!  Nice to meet you.  *smile*

You are a very warm and supportive voice for all who visit here.

I think I may have met this man you mention, in Chaco Canyon.  *smile*

He gave out real life saving advice: "Drink a pint of water an hour, or you will die here."  It was 128 degrees.  He was not kidding.  *laugh*

Your life has been hard; the best metal must be forged on the hardest surface.

Thank you for sharing this view into your world.

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7 posted 2003-06-06 09:35 PM


Noah, you are just the sweetest young man I have ever had the pleasure of making friends with. hugs & congrats. Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....
                  
                       -Emily Dickinson

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8 posted 2003-06-06 09:48 PM


Noah, my heart is brimming with compassion--- and with joy for you! Your perseverance & growth as a person and as a poet are absolutely admirable!
You are now flying high as the angel you are should be!
You have answered some of the questions that I have had about you! Thank you for shedding some light on your life and sharing your personal story!

Love & Light,
Linda

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9 posted 2003-06-07 12:05 PM


Noah - you'll always be my friend. I remember you from the very beginning and you have done wonders...

BC

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10 posted 2003-06-07 12:09 PM


Noah...You are special I believe...I'm so glad that you are part of this family!  
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11 posted 2003-06-07 02:44 AM


oh Noah, you are so loved here! Things would not be the same without you!
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12 posted 2003-06-07 03:44 PM


Keep sharing the thoughts of your heart friend...you are a fantastic writer...James
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13 posted 2003-06-08 12:13 PM


enjoyed very word
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