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starchild Member
since 1999-10-22
Posts 59manchester, england |
this is the first poem i ever wrote and one i am about to make up (1st one i wrote) "Everything will turn out sunny" As his pen carressed the page, a worried smile should need not worry there is truth in what he says The bright lights made them speedy But the drink had made them slow, "Everything will turn out sunny" "To the music, here we go" But the music wasn't up to scratch And rhythm teased his mind "Everything will turn out sunny" As one was left behind The Apple called them back for more The rhythm had now died "Everything wil turn out sunny" But tears he held inside The hour bred departure, The laughs began to fade, The alcohol was audio The sun turned into shade That one was written the morning after my friends and i went out drinking in Liverpool for my friends seventeenth birthday and how i was hoping to have my wicked way with a girl i really liked but my friend buggered up the whole night by demanding to talk to the birthday girl about his undying love for her, which kind of ****ed everything up. NEW POEM TA DAA The earth moved, when you spoke. You crushed me with cold words. Your booming voice, never thought about Who was in the way Up there it's silent, you don't hear me talking. It's always dark I tried to get to you, and lost myself while I tried. Lost my mind You were meant to shelter me, but you threw me into the storm Thanks, Dad That one is about my cousin who's dad is a bastard and when my cousin moved from England to be with him in Canada leaving behind all his friends, his family and his life.When he got there his dad took him out on a boat and told him all the things wrong with him. When my cousin came back home for a short stay he told me about it and while he was crying he just said, he's like a ****ing mountai or something, he won't let me near him. |
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Iloveit Senior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 1121NM |
I like the new one, the explanation brings it in even clearer, but is not needed, it is a good poem without it. Relationships with our parents are complicated and many faceted, your poem is a good representation of one kind ![]() |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Poem 1 ""Everything will turn out sunny" As his pen carressed the page,"...although I do like those two lines, I'm not sure where a pen caressing a page falls into going out and celebrating. I really think with a little work, the rest of this is not bad...I'm not sure what the Apple you speak of is though...possibly something like this would work, merely a suggestion Together for a celebration They had hit the town "Everything will turn out sunny" In words that hid his frown The bright lights made them speedy The drink had made them slow, "Everything will turn out sunny" "To the music, here we go" The music wasn't up to scratch And rhythm teased his mind "Everything will turn out sunny" As one was left behind Back and back they went for more The rhythm had now died "Everything will turn out sunny" But tears he held inside Then the hour bred departure, As the laughs began to fade, The alcohol was audio When sun turned into shade [This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 10-25-1999).] |
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starchild Member
since 1999-10-22
Posts 59manchester, england |
hoot, 'as his pen carressed the page' was me trying to convince someone to come out with us by writing it because we were in a class. the Apple is Flannigans Apple, an irish bar. to take the but out of the sixth line would make the rhyme stumble and feel artificial |
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