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* Junie's Memories*
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* Junie's Memories* |
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MagnoliaBlue Member
since 2000-05-12
Posts 367 |
~On Unfurled Wings Of Memory~ The prom Graduation School things Friends coming over Dates Friendship rings Talks on the phone Rides in a car Discoveries Memories Sneaking to a bar Campfires on the beach A blanket for love Making dreams come true Counting stars above Wanting Planning Seeking a way To have Keepsakes And treasures For another day Pleasures to build on Memories to hold Such very special times So young and so bold ©~CJB~ (Written at 14 yrs of age) |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
I never went to my prom/or debs as we call them in Ireland. I am a bit quiet when I younger but I found myself in college, wow written at 14 years of age, again wow. That was excellent, I really enjoyed it, the flow of words, images. a great poem. Talks on the phone Rides in a car Discoveries Memories Sneaking to a bar Campfires on the beach A blanket for love Making dreams come true Counting stars above Wanting Planning Seeking a way To have Keepsakes And treasures For another day ------------------------ "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? " Douglas Adams. Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky "You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag sticks along your walls Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder Environment not yours you see through it all Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky Here chewing your tail is joy" Richey Edwards |
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MagnoliaBlue Member
since 2000-05-12
Posts 367 |
Thanks Brian, I never got to go to my prom either.I had to drop out of School shortly before this was written and I wasn't able to return for many years. I am glad you enjoyed my words and feelings. (Oh, I was very quiet also and it all came out in poetry.) Thanks again, MBlue |
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Angelwings Member
since 1999-08-27
Posts 222IL, USA |
Wow~ I just graduated last Friday and I went to my senior and junior prom. I could never imagine actually having to leave it all, but you know we grow and your poem is write it's amazing to see that although you may have had to drop out we share the same feelings. Congratulations in finding yourself in poetry, I, too, found myself the same way. Thank you for sharing your poem. It's quite true. Good luck in your next writing and I look forward to reading it  . |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Magnolia it is wonderful. All the poems you have shared in here are absolutely worth reading --) (I've noticed) I was not shy at all. Your poem brings back memories for me  Thank You!~netswan |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
I liked the campfires on the beach. Bet that was fun! ~~nice writing~~ A life isn't significant except for its impact on other lives. |
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