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by Poet on the Piano   Nov 12, 2013


Stop, let me brush my teeth.
Let me brush off those youthful
moments.

You crazy girl, leaping through
the snow. Now you have wet
tennis shoes, the ones worn
to Italy... No one can locate
your snow boots, not even
the attic or the genderless
ghost.

Never been in love, whatever that
means, so years can stand by
your side yet never mention
when someone will truly
pass through you and
make a light heart stumble,
instead of moving on.

You don't know if this is
happiness or hyperness,
sleeping too much after
a week of hour long naps,
so tell me,
will you decay after
dancing with the blinds down,
after mother has said
goodnight and gone away
because she can't be
near if you keep
jumping up and
down.

You haven't written me
sympathies or condolences
in months, so why am I telling
you this?

-
Written 11/11/13 @ 11:57 PM

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  • 10 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Judging comment:

    I love how different and unique this is, there are so many poems that simply start out by saying the same thing: I don't think I have ever read an opening like this one before. And that's what I just adore about this author, she manages to write in such a unique way consistently and always brings something new to her audience.

    Even when writing more for herself than the audience she still has such a flare that it's easy to become immersed in her work and relate to it.

    The first two to three lines in the second verse really made me smile, it created such a beautiful serene and carefree image.
    What surprised me about this poem was the direction it slowly took throughout: from the first few lines I was assuming this wasn't just going to be a walk down memory lane, but a happy one and I was quite surprised to feel the emotional content subtly shifting as I progressed my way through and when I got to the final lines it was like a direct tug at the heart: knowing, caring, conversing and yearning to be with and near someone even platonic ally, in short simply caring about them only to realize they don't give two hoots about you in return. Heartbreaking.

    As always, something fresh, new and original from MaryAnne, fine writing, and just a pleasure to read.

  • 10 years ago

    by Britt

    Judging comments:

    The imagery! That poem is so full of images I can't help but give this some sort of a vote. The middle of your poem had it for me, talking about never being in love. I thought it was heartbreakingly beautiful. I also love the constant contradiction throughout the poem, like you can't decide if you want to tell this person how you feel or not, or even if you know how you feel. This poem is really touching, and interesting/unique!

  • 10 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Wow this so beautiful. I love this so much. The way you direct this piece at anyone but no one is amazing. The story is so wonderful even though its simple enough fot everyone to take in their own way. I like the way you set the tone and how clear your voice is. Amazing.

  • 10 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Wow this so beautiful. I love this so much. The way you direct this piece at anyone but no one is amazing. The story is so wonderful even though its simple enough fot everyone to take in their own way. I like the way you set the tone and how clear your voice is. Amazing.