Report, edit, etc...Posted by fm47 on 2006-03-23 at 03:32:15
Your clear blue eyes
Ever so gentle
And ever so warm
They pierce through my chest
Of mass and muscle
Of thought and secret
Your hair dance lightly
And lips teased my breath
Your skin toned to perfection
With words I can't grasp
You leave me breathless
~fm47~
"Heya!" I called across the lobby.
"Oh, hi! How are ya'?" she asked.
"Eh, not bad, just school and work" I replied. "What about you?"
"Oh, you know, about the same as you."
"Oh yeah, you right for the Statesman, right?"
"Yeah!" She tooked my Statesman newspaper and pointed at the article she had written. "See?"
"Hey! I was just reading that a second ago. Sorry, I never seem to catch the journalist's name." I squinted my eyes and smiled apologetically (what a freaking weird word btw).
And on we went about the conversation. We would later update each other and converse about astrology and palm readings. She would then leave for class.
Through the entire conversation, I couldn't help but be lost in her gaze. I've always thought those big clear-blue eyes were like soft summer breezes. I quickly found myself having trouble focusing on not only her words, but also my own speeches. Everything else seemed to echoed in the background as I admired ever bit of her... The sunlight pierced through the window and landed gently on her glowing hair and her voice sung like the season; Spirng. And whatever fragrance seemed to have enchanted her smelled of closeness, of urges... of physical contact.
Yeah, amazing what a simple conversation can make you go through... too bad we're entirely different people, rofl.
Isn't it weird? Sometimes someone of attraction may be all you would dare to ever ask for, yet it you realize the two of you are entirely different people?
i.e. A man, though a nerd, is also a very outgoing person. He works out, goes out, plays games, and even SHOPS. He is smiten by a girl of polar differences to him. She is gentle, graceful, and very intelligent. He, on the other hand, goes out to parties with crackheads then later head to church with inviting friends.
rofl I dont even know where i'm going on this anymore... I can't stop thinking so I just type type and type and wel, I'll shut up now
Ever so gentle
And ever so warm
They pierce through my chest
Of mass and muscle
Of thought and secret
Your hair dance lightly
And lips teased my breath
Your skin toned to perfection
With words I can't grasp
You leave me breathless
~fm47~
"Heya!" I called across the lobby.
"Oh, hi! How are ya'?" she asked.
"Eh, not bad, just school and work" I replied. "What about you?"
"Oh, you know, about the same as you."
"Oh yeah, you right for the Statesman, right?"
"Yeah!" She tooked my Statesman newspaper and pointed at the article she had written. "See?"
"Hey! I was just reading that a second ago. Sorry, I never seem to catch the journalist's name." I squinted my eyes and smiled apologetically (what a freaking weird word btw).
And on we went about the conversation. We would later update each other and converse about astrology and palm readings. She would then leave for class.
Through the entire conversation, I couldn't help but be lost in her gaze. I've always thought those big clear-blue eyes were like soft summer breezes. I quickly found myself having trouble focusing on not only her words, but also my own speeches. Everything else seemed to echoed in the background as I admired ever bit of her... The sunlight pierced through the window and landed gently on her glowing hair and her voice sung like the season; Spirng. And whatever fragrance seemed to have enchanted her smelled of closeness, of urges... of physical contact.
Yeah, amazing what a simple conversation can make you go through... too bad we're entirely different people, rofl.
Isn't it weird? Sometimes someone of attraction may be all you would dare to ever ask for, yet it you realize the two of you are entirely different people?
i.e. A man, though a nerd, is also a very outgoing person. He works out, goes out, plays games, and even SHOPS. He is smiten by a girl of polar differences to him. She is gentle, graceful, and very intelligent. He, on the other hand, goes out to parties with crackheads then later head to church with inviting friends.
rofl I dont even know where i'm going on this anymore... I can't stop thinking so I just type type and type and wel, I'll shut up now
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Mp)Blu on 2006-03-23 at 17:12:36
fm47.. I think you and I have a lot in common.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by fm47 on 2006-03-23 at 19:11:56
lol heke? Why do you say that 
?
?Report, edit, etc...Posted by Mp)Blu on 2006-03-24 at 17:35:24
Well... actually, only in the writing part. If I begin to write, I continue untill I can't think of anything to write.
It seems like you wrote this poem from an actual event that happened to you. Was it? (Although I won't be able to see the reply for a while) I still wonder.
I liked the poem. I say great effort was put into it.
It seems like you wrote this poem from an actual event that happened to you. Was it? (Although I won't be able to see the reply for a while) I still wonder.
I liked the poem. I say great effort was put into it.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by fm47 on 2006-03-25 at 01:56:56
Well, it was almost exactly what happened, lol. I met this girl on the school bus back in highschool... her ability to withstand my mouth-of-a-machine-gun amazes me. The way her big ice-clear blue eyes respond to my every word simply makes me more nervous and I speak and speak and don't ever shut up.... yet she's always been fine with it.
I saw her at the lobby and remembered how glad I was when I first found out she stayed in the city and is attending USU as I am... We're much too different people, though. She seems to be so.. i don't want to be cheesy, but graceful and elegant. There's just something about her, like an aura ~.~
Too bad it will never be, eh?
I saw her at the lobby and remembered how glad I was when I first found out she stayed in the city and is attending USU as I am... We're much too different people, though. She seems to be so.. i don't want to be cheesy, but graceful and elegant. There's just something about her, like an aura ~.~
Too bad it will never be, eh?
Report, edit, etc...Posted by KrAzY on 2006-03-25 at 22:39:31
Please don't make seperate topics of different poems.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Mp)Blu on 2006-03-26 at 00:43:15
? 
If we were to put this anywhere else ( which HAS to do with the poem) like this would be spam. 
If we were to put this anywhere else ( which HAS to do with the poem) like this would be spam. Report, edit, etc...Posted by KrAzY on 2006-03-26 at 11:20:44
Here is an easier way, make a topic of a peom and you did. Secondly, add a post, not a topic, but a post and add another poem. It's better like that than having poems everywhere because poems are really easy to make. If you're going to make a topic out of poems, make them ten times longer than your actual poems.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Snipe on 2006-03-26 at 12:00:45
QUOTE(fm47 @ Mar 23 2006, 02:31 AM)
Your clear blue eyes
Ever so gentle
And ever so warm
They pierce through my chest
Of mass and muscle
Of thought and secret
Your hair dance lightly
And lips teased my breath
Your skin toned to perfection
With words I can't grasp
You leave me breathless
~fm47~
"Heya!" I called across the lobby.
"Oh, hi! How are ya'?" she asked.
"Eh, not bad, just school and work" I replied. "What about you?"
"Oh, you know, about the same as you."
"Oh yeah, you right for the Statesman, right?"
"Yeah!" She tooked my Statesman newspaper and pointed at the article she had written. "See?"
"Hey! I was just reading that a second ago. Sorry, I never seem to catch the journalist's name." I squinted my eyes and smiled apologetically (what a freaking weird word btw).
And on we went about the conversation. We would later update each other and converse about astrology and palm readings. She would then leave for class.
Through the entire conversation, I couldn't help but be lost in her gaze. I've always thought those big clear-blue eyes were like soft summer breezes. I quickly found myself having trouble focusing on not only her words, but also my own speeches. Everything else seemed to echoed in the background as I admired ever bit of her... The sunlight pierced through the window and landed gently on her glowing hair and her voice sung like the season; Spirng. And whatever fragrance seemed to have enchanted her smelled of closeness, of urges... of physical contact.
Yeah, amazing what a simple conversation can make you go through... too bad we're entirely different people, rofl.
Isn't it weird? Sometimes someone of attraction may be all you would dare to ever ask for, yet it you realize the two of you are entirely different people?
i.e. A man, though a nerd, is also a very outgoing person. He works out, goes out, plays games, and even SHOPS. He is smiten by a girl of polar differences to him. She is gentle, graceful, and very intelligent. He, on the other hand, goes out to parties with crackheads then later head to church with inviting friends.
rofl I dont even know where i'm going on this anymore... I can't stop thinking so I just type type and type and wel, I'll shut up now
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Ever so gentle
And ever so warm
They pierce through my chest
Of mass and muscle
Of thought and secret
Your hair dance lightly
And lips teased my breath
Your skin toned to perfection
With words I can't grasp
You leave me breathless
~fm47~
"Heya!" I called across the lobby.
"Oh, hi! How are ya'?" she asked.
"Eh, not bad, just school and work" I replied. "What about you?"
"Oh, you know, about the same as you."
"Oh yeah, you right for the Statesman, right?"
"Yeah!" She tooked my Statesman newspaper and pointed at the article she had written. "See?"
"Hey! I was just reading that a second ago. Sorry, I never seem to catch the journalist's name." I squinted my eyes and smiled apologetically (what a freaking weird word btw).
And on we went about the conversation. We would later update each other and converse about astrology and palm readings. She would then leave for class.
Through the entire conversation, I couldn't help but be lost in her gaze. I've always thought those big clear-blue eyes were like soft summer breezes. I quickly found myself having trouble focusing on not only her words, but also my own speeches. Everything else seemed to echoed in the background as I admired ever bit of her... The sunlight pierced through the window and landed gently on her glowing hair and her voice sung like the season; Spirng. And whatever fragrance seemed to have enchanted her smelled of closeness, of urges... of physical contact.
Yeah, amazing what a simple conversation can make you go through... too bad we're entirely different people, rofl.
Isn't it weird? Sometimes someone of attraction may be all you would dare to ever ask for, yet it you realize the two of you are entirely different people?
i.e. A man, though a nerd, is also a very outgoing person. He works out, goes out, plays games, and even SHOPS. He is smiten by a girl of polar differences to him. She is gentle, graceful, and very intelligent. He, on the other hand, goes out to parties with crackheads then later head to church with inviting friends.
rofl I dont even know where i'm going on this anymore... I can't stop thinking so I just type type and type and wel, I'll shut up now
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yo not bad dude. But i think they could be much better. See i took a creative writing class and you learn so much about craft and skills to make it all sound better. By using an downward affect it can make your Poem seem better.. For example..
The corner of my eye,
i noticed a big
black
hairy object...
It gives it an affect. I just thought i would tell you that.. i took it last year so i don't remember everything. Awsome little prose story you got there.
Report, edit, etc...Posted by fm47 on 2006-03-26 at 16:14:16
Hey thanks. Exactly what's a downward effect? What does it do?
Report, edit, etc...Posted by Mp)Blu on 2006-03-27 at 17:39:56
Maybe we could all learn from Snipe.