Teen Poetry #8 |
Encounter |
rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
An interesting meeting, indeed it was. Strolling by his domain, showing off my fame. Flipping my hair, fluttering my fake lashes. Blowing out a ring of smoke, hiding my cough. Finished with my cigarette, I give it a toss. Experiencing a new thing saw an unfriendly face. The opposite of tame, crying shrieks of shame. Beady eyes stare, Giving me a glare. His smug little face, says its me he hates. Strutting around his yard, arrogantly scarred. Blind to the chain link fence between us. coming straight to me, aggressively moving. A single error on my part, he holds a grudge. Sneering at me, clenching teeth, thinks he’s the king. Defiant to my pleas, cranky to an extreme. With a barred grin in my face he screams. Moodily he retreats from the climax of the fight. Sulking off in the shadows, his ugly ego de-sized. Of a different mix, we come from different stages of life. Covered in shaggy hair, he is not very clean. He can’t be polite. To think we may be from the same race. Waddling back over, he spits in my face. Wiping crusty spittle off my clean cheek. Taking in my looks he looks at me all eerie. Standing in front of this savage, embarrassed of myself. Burning in shame of my gold and money, perks that I could help. Misery written in my eyes, I am nervous and on edge. While to me he is hostile, he seems to be content. Crippled and defective my material values, things I have said. Trivial worries, makeup, letters left unsent. Wallowing in my desperate mistakes, didn’t know existed. I owe him my thanks, for pointing out the path. I feel more open, as of a stranger’s genuine nature. What a curious meeting, enlightened by a chimp. [This message has been edited by rhia_5779 (10-22-2006 04:45 AM).] |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
i thought this poem had quite a bit of nice imagery, very descriptive. i really liked the thought this poem had... good write. hunnie* A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war and a time for peace ~Ecclesiastes 3:8~ |
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rhia_5779 Senior Member
since 2006-06-09
Posts 1334California |
It now kind of makes me laugh, it for me is something to reread if I think i am in the wrong state of direction or being horrible or everything is going wrong. THanks for replying |
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