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my_eternal_star

bat your eyes girl..

Oct 20, 2005 01:17

I only have two things to say.

ONE: I am now and english major with a concentration in editing and publishing.

TWO: Im just so tired of not being THAT girl. Ya know.. the one that all the boys chase. Actually, all i need is one single boy. GR.

Love.Me.

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And In The End... jesusjosh October 21 2005, 07:34:50 UTC

Strange how it is that one person can relate to another through there writing but however dorky it sounds, still be scared to DEATH to talk to them I AIM. Haha, I never have anything much interesting to say besides talking about work. LOL get me started on a good paper though and...it never ends. The point of the poem is not that I forgot my punctuation marks, nor my dashes and you it write on the end with the one big sentence thingy, it is SUPPOSED to be like...I think they call it stream of thought or conscious writing...a quick, astute observation on what the "guy" sees in the "girl," mainly that poem is an old one, about a friend of mine named Casey, whom I went to the beach with 11th grade year and always wanted to be with. Oh but how time changes everything; shes married, and I am still single and wishing to be THAT guy and fortunately, have been, just not when I needed it most, you'll do fine Kels. He might be lying right around that corner. For me, I have given up searching, because as soon as I stop, something always falls in my lap (not literally lol)...and when it does fall, even though its NOT USUALLY what I am looking for, sometimes it is. Okay, enough with the second novel by Josh, you probably have enough reading for class. But you got me thinking. We should talk more.

Re: And In The End... jesusjosh October 21 2005, 07:36:19 UTC

oh yeah..."bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly?, count your blessings, seduce a stranger...whats so wrong with being happy?" (I love that line. :P that makes me think to!

Re: And In The End... my_eternal_star October 21 2005, 16:07:12 UTC

I do love that line indeed. GOD... IM JUST SO DAMN GOOD AT PROVOKING THOUGHT THESE DAYS!! lol :)

Re: And In The End... my_eternal_star October 21 2005, 16:05:56 UTC

so, i am confused. Firstly(i may be making that word up), you are scared to talk to me online? OR, were you just using that as an example?? I understand, more than most, about not puncuating poetry. I choose not to puncuate most of the time to add emphasis or to leave a certain impression. I said that about yours because I just expected to see some kind of puncuation. lol. Secondly, I think most of what I say is usually misinterpreted and I think that may be the case here. But, maybe not. Glad I got you thinking though. Talk to me more.. i usually can come up with something remotely interesting to talk about. :) Thanks for the comment dear. Have a good weekend. Heart.Kels.

Re: And In The End... jesusjosh October 21 2005, 18:24:31 UTC

Haha, no, the line of that song made me kinda sad...actually and pretty lonely and yeah, I am afraid to talk to you online because I am not sure what to say...its been a really long time since I practice initiating conversations (which goes back to some of the first things i told you about week ago online)...I finally realized that alcohol made me a WORSE communicator...I think I am about to make a new AIM name though...I am kinda holding back for sentimental reasons lol (Ive had this one for 5 years)...but its a depressing name...okay so I will try to talk to you more online. Or wherever.. It would be nice.

Re: And In The End... jesusjosh October 21 2005, 18:30:57 UTC

And I definately appreciate comments on my poems, here is another for you to read if you wish :)

Autumn Was Colder Than Winter

it was the only year that the trees died,
before the first day of winters freezing tide,
descended upon us like an icicle stake,
plunging deeply, punching a hole into autumn,

how the air rapidly moved in enough to sway the trees,
and in this chilling, mountain reminder,
most of the leaves were all still green,
but with promise for a bitter cold front,
(oh how warm the electric heater was that day)

all food for thought and campfire springs,
warming the path before us with haste,
reluctant much as the sun was to crack the clouds that day,
even the kids didn't cause much of a problem,

it was the only year in which tv dinners in august,
felt out of place and we turned on the oven,
for some nice baked honey ham indeed,
then lay out on the carpet for a late evening read,
(of all of our favorite poets)

how bittersweet:

that the memories we created dried up in the heat,
the next day of a fading summers' power,
to take cold and turn to hot the air down from Ontario,
and leave us yearning again for evening cookouts,

a simple awakening that day was for us,
when grass froze briefly in the lull before morning,
when underneath the blankets chilled were our feet,
(and we didn't want to stir or stumble)
from the layers of warm sheets piled upon us,

however simple, was but a minor reaction,
to waking upon morning and seeing the moon,
still captured briefly in the bright daze before dawn,
when still the air was chill for a 1st class deliverance,
(as if being cold was grander than sleeping through work)

Re: And In The End... my_eternal_star October 24 2005, 15:50:07 UTC

WOW...I thought that was amazing. Our writing style is completely different but I really, really like yours. SO anyways.. i really liked it. GOOD JOBBBB!!! Heart... Kels.

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