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pipistrellafelix) wrote2005-02-08 10:09 pm
pipistrellafelix) wrote2005-02-08 10:09 pm
poetry!
Because late-night poetry sessions rock. Like a rocking thing. I can write sonnets, but I think at the moment I like this one the best:
(Unedited, of course, a spur of the moment poem.)
I tried to write a sonnet
I thought it’d be romantic, old-fashioned,
bundles of poetry handwritten on thick paper,
bound with ribbons and
snuck, slyly,
into waiting hands.
I tried to make the syllables flow
-honestly, does a word like “syllable” ever flow?—
but they tripped
and fell
and stumbled over each other, awkwardly
and wouldn’t behave, or act just the way
I wanted them to.
you’ll have to make do with this.
I wrote it quickly, with ballpoint—
not a quill—
on scrap paper—
not parchment—
and since I will not see you for some time
I cannot slip this into your hand with a
sly wink and a
small smile.
your mailbox will have to do.
I hope when you find it
it reads like I meant it to,
and although the syllables skip and
trip
and are awkward and small
so were we, remember
we were not perfect like a polished sonnet
but maybe
just maybe
we were better.
(Unedited, of course, a spur of the moment poem.)
I tried to write a sonnet
I thought it’d be romantic, old-fashioned,
bundles of poetry handwritten on thick paper,
bound with ribbons and
snuck, slyly,
into waiting hands.
I tried to make the syllables flow
-honestly, does a word like “syllable” ever flow?—
but they tripped
and fell
and stumbled over each other, awkwardly
and wouldn’t behave, or act just the way
I wanted them to.
you’ll have to make do with this.
I wrote it quickly, with ballpoint—
not a quill—
on scrap paper—
not parchment—
and since I will not see you for some time
I cannot slip this into your hand with a
sly wink and a
small smile.
your mailbox will have to do.
I hope when you find it
it reads like I meant it to,
and although the syllables skip and
trip
and are awkward and small
so were we, remember
we were not perfect like a polished sonnet
but maybe
just maybe
we were better.
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thanks.
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...I kinda miss jumprope, actually...wanna play Doubledutch when you come back? :D