Though we walk and stare at the moon,
While the crickets and toads start to croon,
I think it much to soon,
To say something like
I love you.
Though we’ve been here for ages,
And of our story we’ve flipped the pages,
I’d bet all my wages,
That you’d say something like
I love you.
We’ve walked and talked
And giggled and smiled
Talked of the names we could name a child
If the night went too long
And we found ourselves
High, like
High upon the shelves
Of the chapels called the mountains
Of the churches called the sky
And the preacher that was the sunset
Would look us in the eye
And ask will you stay
Together till you die?
And I’d say yes
You’d nod your head
Because we both know
There are still lifetimes ahead
Stories to be read
Things to be said
So I lay down my head
And together we tread
Into the future
Still
Just a dream
We’re thinking
We’re playing
But we make a good team.
As we walk through the park.
Though you now stare at me,
The words in your heart rattling free,
I know you want me to see,
That you would love to say something like
I love you.
And I do see.
I see we are young, and here in the park,
I see we are here, all alone in the dark.
I see your eyes, how they glimmer and shine,
I see we are us, and I see you are mine.
You see that I know,
And now you want to show,
That you’d like to say that you love me.
It’s there in your heart,
The words on your lips.
My stomach does turns,
My stomach does flips.
And now my soul burns.
I feel fire in my bones,
I feel it from my head…
To my fingertips.
I look to your eyes
Man, there is no disguise
Because I feel the ground rearranging
And things soon will be changing
Ain’t this love a strange thing?
You drop to the ground
You give you me your hand
You hand me the ring
And I ask you to stand
Not for me to reprimand
Cause you should understand
That I’ve been waiting for this
But
Then.
I hear something else.
A car.
Blaring lights
Swerving tires
The sound of shouts
The chaos of fires
I turn too soon
You scream too loud
And I look.
Man, I look
But there is nothing.
I cannot feel my heartbeat and
All is blackness,
Madness,
Sadness,
Please miss
Death of kiss
There’s still things on my bucket list
But now behind my eyes and in my head there are
Stars?
Stars.
Stars.
Stars.
Stars.
Stars.
Stars?
So many glittering stars
And I’m moving up.
Up and up and up and up and up and up and up and up and I stop and where are you?
Have you flown away?
Where is the sun?
Where is the day?
Where is the night?
Well, what can I say cause
The car on the road took all that away.
Now there is glass in my hands,
Glass in my feet,
The fire in my bones,
Has now turned to sleet.
The warmth in my chest
Is freezing at best
Is this a quiz
Some kind of cruel test?
I hear you here.
I know you’re near…
I feel your presence through the fear
I know you call my name so clear
I know you’re saying, “Come back, dear,”
But my eyes won’t open.
What are you saying?
I haven’t awoken.
Don’t let me go.
I’m trapped in the glass and the sirens and ash.
I didn’t see the car,
But I felt the crash.
You said to move,
You said to run,
You said to jump,
I think I’m done.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t see.
I can’t talk and I can’t see.
Where are my eyes that they have forgotten
All that they mean all that they’ve taught and
My heart is shaking
My lips are numb
Don’t want it to be true
But my time has come.
Is that you holding my hands now?
I don’t know how.
I can’t see but I can feel that you’re in the room.
Where is this room?
Will it be my tomb?
Does my end closely loom?
With shadows and gloom?
Like a car with no zoom?
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Cars.
Cars brought me here
But will a hearse take my body away
Will I live to see tomorrow’s today
Who knows what the doctors could say
But
Now
Now I’m wondering why,
It was me that had to die.
I had things I wanted to try.
But now you all will cry and cry and cry and cry.
And home I will fly
To the spirit in the sky
On this day that I die
In the bed I will lie
From my body your hands they will have to pry
But
Do you know why?
What has thrown me into this bunk?
The driver,
The driver,
The driver was drunk.
He’d been to a party
Out with those friends
He didn’t want a ride home
So my story ends?
That depends.
The smell of his breath
Tainted the light of my life
The glaze of his eyes
Cuts through like a knife
Now I know this is the last time
I will see you
I know this is goodbye
I wish it weren’t true.
You know I had things to do,
Plans for two
Maybe three
But drunk driving has made the fee
To cross the bridge you must pay the toll
To see the king
You wave to the troll
The wires on my body spin out like a scroll
We wanted the diamonds but we got the coal.
Goodbye, goodbye.
On soft wings I fly
Away to the light
Breaking our night in pieces
Hey, promise you’ll pick up the pieces
I’d hate for the glass of the picture we drew
To cut like swords into the after story of you
Don’t let the memories come undone like glue
No matter how this night ends
Remember the way
The moonlight hit our hands
Reflected off the silver box
And remember our talks
Put my picture in a frame
Say my name
Say my name
Never forget to remember
But things can never be the same.
So goodbye, goodbye
I love you and goodbye
But much too soon.
(Author’s Note: Hope you liked my poem. Hope it made you think. Don’t drink and drive, obviously. What do you think of my poetry? I know this one is pretty different from my last poem, if you haven't read that it's about Kung Fu Panda, but I think they have similar rhythms. So please like if you enjoyed or at the very least appreciated this story in verse and comment with feedback. I want you all to be safe! Check out my bio and all the authors in my library because they're fantastic and I think you should. If you aren't an author in my library or I'm not following you, let me know and I'll check your stories out! Also! I'm trying to work on part twos for Ander's New Cable Knit Sweater and I think Sarang... if you'd like to read those let me know that too. Sorry for another long author's note, the word limits really mess me up because on Word it says I have enough words and then I submit here and I'm short two hundred. Crazy! Have a beautiful Friday and weekend, don't drink and drive and be careful getting to where you need to go if you're leaving at all, which depending on where you live could be ill-advised.)
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This is a truly innovative use of poetry to tell a story and convey the mixed thoughts in a spiritual expression of love connection and loss transition. Very impressive! I have seen an artistic ad for wearing seatbelts, and could see your poetic narrative used in a shorter form or excerpt to create a VERY moving ad that makes the message personal where it really hits home. EX: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-8PBx7isoM Please consider producing this or hosting your own contest to make your own series! I'm sure either MADD or SADD would be ...
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Wow, thank you five thousand times over, Emily! I watched the ad and it was so well done. :) Much happier than most seatbelt ads! I couldn’t find your poem though. I appreciate your offer to collaborate so much! I’ll try to brainstorm more ideas for maybe incorporating into an ad or video... I hadn’t thought of it as anything but a poem. Check out my other poems if you liked this one, I just put a new one out today. 💕⭐️🌸
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At the start, all I could think about was: I hope this doesn't end. Then you -she- dies and I can feel the pain and agony the guy would feel. My sister died too and all I could think about then was how much I wanted to forget everything. Great poetry
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Thank you for your comment, Abigail. Poems are a good way to express hearts words but also when we read a poem that reminds us of something we went through that can be a whole different thing. 💕💕💕 sending many hugs to you today.
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Thank you, Mitza.😊
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I think these would make good song lyrics!
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Me too, a lot of my poems sound like they would be pretty songs but I don't know how to write music. :(
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Maybe you could team up with a musician. :)
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Maybe! I’ll let you know if I ever do. 🌸⭐️💕
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Cool. :)
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Wow, this was very sad, but lovely. I am impressed at the way you managed to rhyme!
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Ha, me too! Thanks!
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Hey Rhondalise, it's Agnes. Your poem was beautifully described. I can't love it less!❤️
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Thank you, Agnes!
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Where do you find the time, Rhondalise?
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Dimension seven time!
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This was so beautiful, I love how you made the words work together perfectly! Amazing, I know it's hard to express something through a poem sometimes so this was fabulous!!
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Thank you so much!
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You're welcome :) if you'd like I would happily recommend you to other readers on here!
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That would be wonderful! I’ll do the same for you.
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Thank you so much!!
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Another beautiful poem! Your words can cut through hearts, I swear. They're beautiful and on sync with how things fall into place. I love it.
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Thank you, Jan! I’m glad I got the words to work with me on this one. ⭐️🌸
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Damn. That was heart-wrenchingly beautiful. I loved it.
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Thank you!
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Honestly, I couldn't have said it better myself.
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🌸⭐️thank you, I’m glad it sent the message I wanted it to
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Btw, I finished the story.... -A.
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I know! I just read it and commented.
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Wow, the imagery and description of love, heartbreak, acceptance were GREAT. I love the poem take on a story. It's different. It's fresh. It's new. I love it! A couple things, though. The stars thing was a little long, but that's okay. I didn't feel like it was too repetitive. Also, maybe punctuate it a little better. I was lost on some verses because of that. That's all. The overall story was great. No complaints here!
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For the stars, I was trying to add words for the word requirement; one of my other poems had two hundred words of CAKE, literally, it was four lines of the word cake over and over. Terrible. But! This poem was different than that. Stories in verse are fun for me and I like rhyming. :) About the punctuation... it could either be I missed some marks or that poetry grammar is different than other grammar. Thanks for the feedback though and I'll be sure to look over it. These prompts are going to be good!
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Ohhh.... I see why you did that now! Also, yeah, I have a good feeling about these prompts as well. I think I'm gonna go back to my own formula, though. I don't want to flop my stories. Quality over Quantity, remember?
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I do remember! I think it’s a solid formula. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
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Thanks! Yours is better though, A lot of people relate to your stories.
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Rhondalise, Anna here, your poem displayed great imagery and was beautifully descriptive. I did enjoy the epic plot twist, I rarely if ever will use them in my stories so it was nice to get a breather lol. Kidding, but your plot twist was way better than mine. Your friend, A.
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Thanks, Anna! It's a piece I wrote a while ago but added to for the contest. :)
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Well, you did a great job on it! Sincerely, A.
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This is a truly amazing way of conveying an important lesson. It was heartbreaking and tragically beautiful. Amazing job!!
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Thank you so much for reading, Helen! I'm glad you appreciated it.
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