Friday, March 24, 2006

More poems!!

Ok, I admit that one of these I didn't write. It was written by one of my close friends at the time, who I met at band camp. "GASP!!!" you go! "She was a band geek???" OH YEAH I WAS!!! But I made some great friends who, unfortunately I lost touch with over ten years ago. Anyway, I wish I knew where this friend was becasue she and I had so much in common.

So here is an untitled poem written by Stacey Salter, of the San Fransisco Bay Area, in 1994:

With all these feelings and mixed emotions,
I think I love you
but I don't know how to show it.
I think of you all day long
and I miss you when I am gone.
Even before I met you
I knew you were someone special
When the day came
that I eventually met you,
I knew you were the one,
for you make me feel like no other man can.
You have something special
and you are the one whom I think I love.
Stacey Salter, copyright 2006

Now this next one is similar to the ones in my previous post, but I don't think it is as dark. I turned it into a song, actually tried to turn it into a song. Well, you tell me what you think:

Oh, my friend
Why do you look so blue?
I see you got cold feed,
Did you loose your shoes?
Oh, it's so plain,
That you've been standin in the rain...
Like la maestra says,
"It's oh so simple!"
Don't ever make bets,
One mistake can cripple.
I can never understand
Why people think that life is grand.
The party's over.
The chip's still on my shoulder.
I already knocked yours off.
Get rid of that nasty cough.
Speak your mind,
You know I'm not that kind.
You're nearing death,
So take a good breath.
Oh, my friend,
Don't look so blue.
Your misery will soon end,
But I'll get you new shoes.
Oh, can't you see,
That I wish it were me?
I don't want you to die,
But you want to say goodbye.
If you only had been safe,
I'd be spared this grief,
And you'd still be here
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006

I admit that I was really troubled when I was younger. As I go through my old stories and poems I realize that I really was troubled. Nearly all my poems are pretty dark! Ok, enough for tonight. I'm tired and it's almost midnight! More another day...

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