Thanks again, Svetlana and Nothing.

I know I just posted something yesterday, but I'm just itching to post another poem or something, since I'll be away from the computer for a couple days. Comments, suggestions, and criticisms are welcome as always.

I'll do another 'potential song,' just to space out the poems.

Barely Alive

I’ve shouted words of wisdom now lost
I knew you couldn’t pay the price
You ignored the cost
Now you curse me
You claim I left you in the dust
Your voice, your god
Now I’m your foe

Chorus
But I’ve kneeled in the dark
Watched with one eye
You don’t feel me here
You must be barely alive

I’ve repeated our names
You must have disowned yours
I found simple satisfaction
You kept begging for more
Now you cry for my warmth
For that forgiving light
Now here, not now
Not from my heart

Chorus

I tried to protect you
All these years
Now my power is slipping away
You’ve grown numb to your faith
I struggle to breathe
Learning we both can’t be saved

Chorus

© SEL Feb. 2005

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Wow, V, (can I call you V?) those are some kick ass songs there. I love them both, especially the choruses, I could kinda connect. (especially with abscence) I think they've got some real potential. If any of your friends have a band, you should ask them to play it, they'd work very well in my opinion. I hope to see more soon, keep up the good work. \m/

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A-ha, I found time to log on today! I started an internship today and was there from 9 am till 5pm, so I've been gone most of the day.

Thanks, Uriel (or is there another name you go by, or would you mind me calling you that?). Unfortunately, I don't know any musicians, singers, or band members. *sighs* I've searched for years, trust me, and I kept finding dead ends. Maybe one day when I least expect it, the right person who can help me will come along.

Just don't ask me to sing. I suck. No, honestly. I do. *lol*

And btw, I forgot to tell you earlier.... yes, my name is Sara, so I don't mind going by that at all. The nickname 'V' just seems really strange to me. How did you know my name, btw? I don't remember posting it in this thread.... Just curious, that's all.

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Hey Sara.

To answer your first question... Uriel's not my real name, that'd be Yukio. (not much better in terms of strangeness, especially since I'm a Colombian and it's Japanese ) You can call me whatever you like, I really don't mind. I'm sure you don't suck at singing, you should record a song and put it up here sometime. As for musicians... don't give up just yet, someone will come along sooner or later. If you want, I can check with a friend of mine who's in a band... though I can't remember if they have a female singer (they had a line-up change). The nickname "V" just came out of the first letter of your screen name. Thought it sounded kinda catchy, but I guess I'll stick to Sara, I like it better. And, I knew your name cause I saw your work and decided to do a search of all your posts and stumbled upon your "Kinda sorta new" thread, and read it off there. And no, I'm not a stalker. I just wanted to see where you had posted. Hope that internship of yours goes well. And thanks for the comment on my thread!

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wow your poems/songs are great!! I especially loved Writer's Block
and Absence ("Absence" kinda relates to me,i even got tears in my eyes
when i read it ) you really are a talented person and yesss I agree with Uriel Coleridge, it would be really cool if your songs were played by a band or something!!
hope to see more of your amazing poems

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Here's a poem I wrote this summer. The one that jump-started my burst of creativity again. Let me know what you guys think.

~Sara~


Misadventure

She sits on her four-poster bed
Bouncing up and down restlessly
Her mind darting, off and running
She’s no ordinary six-year-old

Strapping on her sandals
Cocking her wide-brimmed hat to the side
She leaps off the faded rose comforter
And grabs her flashlight
A scratched-up compass
And her map
The one she drew herself
That leads her to places only she knows of

The door slides open…. BANG!
Let the outside world know she’s arrived
One step out of that lackluster sameness
Into the untamed wilderness
Swinging on thick tree vines
Crawling through branches with spider monkeys
Free-falling in slow motion
While butterflies hover around her
Kissing the air with their delicate wings

Her voice roars with the lions
And chirps with the parrots
No giraffe is too tall
No ant is too tiny
Every animal lives in harmony
Every animal is her friend

And oh, how she longs to stay here forever
Abandon all the boredom
The sanity, the normalcy
Known as the real world
For the rich, vibrant beauty
The thrilling, boundless fun
Of this unnatural rainforest
Her natural escape
If only she could…

“What on Earth are you doing, love?”

What a shame
One commanding, motherly sentence
Turns a little girl’s extraordinary playground
Into a rumpled heap of clothes and toys in a walk-in closet


© S.E.L. June 2005

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Oh... my.. God, Sara... that poem just left me speechless. I think it's one of your best so far. I loved the ending, and the second and third stanzas. Second one connected with me a lot, not sure why though... think it was the map. I hope to see more of your stuff soon, it's very enjoyable to read. Keep up the amazing work!

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Wow, that last one was great. Just like all your work, very eloquent and descriptive. You have such a great command of language, I luv how you can make an amazing poem about anything!!