posted July 24, 2007 04:50 PM         

I thought you might like to read a poem I wrote many years ago. I wrote it for someone else and it wasn't unitl later that I realised that it was about myself. I was pretty young when I wrote it ,but I can still feel much of it inside of me still.

Where are your windows?,
How are the breezes in your pillow?,
Do you let that night feeling remember,
Take things away?,

Who were the games you made up?,
The big leather chair,
Jumping higher,
Not to win,
But to give,

Dancing standing still,
Head tilted up,
Who could see you?,
That ancient little child,
Looking for the hands you needed,

Words in other rooms,
Soft listening in bed,

Who can connect children and the night time?

posted July 24, 2007 05:40 PM         

or whatever

posted July 24, 2007 09:57 PM         

Your very kind to say the things you did. I never thought of it in terms of a song or lyrics. But it's a great idea. I thought the reworking you did was very lovely. It's fascinating to me to think of setting those words to music. I don't think I ever will.I've never felt the muse that brings melody's. Your welcome to if you want.
The poem is really about childhood (mine and another persons). I just used my imagination and intuition about a person I knew at the time. They later told me that it did indeed match the expereinces they had in childhood.The poem is actually ten pages long. This was just my favorite part.
I usually am very shy about showing people my poems.I took a chance posting it because it's about my experience of my childhood and it's very personal.I guess I've been afraid of people rejecting what I've wrote. But you didn't and I thank you. I have hundreds of them. I rarely ever post them. It was so kind of you to comment. Now I feel really bad about leaving here. I would love to have shared moe of them with you.
Your very sweet and very talented. I liked your version very much.

Thanks sweets,

posted July 26, 2007 05:36 PM         

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“What you are comes to you”

posted July 29, 2007 01:20 AM         

Your so kind and so cool to say the things you did. I proabably won't be posting another poem here.This is my last night on LL. You can read the "What I'm doing" post in free for all if you want to know why.
The poem I worte her is very typical of the style of poetry I like to write. So at least you know my sensibility there anyway.
It means so much to me that you liked my poem. I'll hold that in my heart for a very long time.

posted July 29, 2007 11:31 AM         

my favorite part:

"Who could see you?,
That ancient little child,
Looking for the hands you needed,"

Yes!