Give Give Give - and three little sonnets

Monday, August 30, 2010



Hey - see that in the sidebar?  At the top over there?  GIVE GIVE GIVE?  On Friday it was my third blogaversary and I am giving away a bunch of stuff.  Don't forget to comment, tweet and/or blog about it for an entry!!! 

Now for the words from my very young self. 

These two are on one page - dated again August 1987 - funny thing is that between the two sonnets I wrote, "Am I a poet or just a frustrated scribbler?"
I vote scribbler.

Are all the flowers gone
now that I am?
Are the autumn colors
faded?
Has the crisp air of December
turned to bitterness?
Or is the spring just
now blooming?

Darkness
floods the countryside.
A fire burns
but I cannot
reach the warmth
my companions supply.

This third one is on the facing page- however it has no date and the poems on the NEXT page were written in 1990...so I am not sure when I put this little sonnet down on paper.

Reaching
over the wall
Feeling
all of your warmth
Loving
is it you or me?
Where can it end
the wall, the warmth,
or with me...

I am guessing it was not too long after the other poems, but the ink is different so I cannot be certain.

Again these are all poems written before I was 25 so they are quite honestly a bunch of crap. 
And I am okay with that... ;P

4 comments:

Lisa said...

I think lots of poets are frustrated scribblers!

sprinkles said...

I didn't think your poems were all that bad!

I didn't have any trouble entering your giveaway but I did have trouble with Smoochiefrog's on her Manicure Momma's blog. I finally figured it out so I was telling her I should win just because of all the trouble I had entering it.

Mommy Lisa said...

Sprinkles - Thanks and Ah-ha!

Marla said...

A bunch of crap?? Not even!!

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