An Alarming Amount of Poetry (Part the Fourth)

A Poem By Madeline // 8/19/2013

Quiet Peace

I've come to a place of quiet peace
I've managed not to be quite as obsessive
Although I will admit that I watched you
For two hours
So maybe I'm still obsessive
But at least I've got my peace

Second Place

I can put my finger on the things that I want
I can spell them out any way you ask me
Singer first
Writer second
It's always the latter that's the easiest
Isn't it
We always put the obstacle first and
Figure we'll come back to it
Later
But I don't know
Lately I've been thinking that maybe
My priorities have changed
Along with where I feel most at home
I've not written a drop of fiction in a long time
But the songs sure are starting to flow

It Is Scary

There was this one time I
Wrote my feelings down on paper
In the aftermath
I wanted to share them
I wanted to change things
I wanted
So I walked down the hall and
Gave it away
Like it was nothing but then
I went into the bathroom
And closed the door
And I cried

That Explains It

Believe me
You're not anything
I haven't read before
I think maybe that's why
I like that book so much
Because dammit if it isn't every piece of you
And more

Planned

I cannot find
An appropriate time
To tell the truth about you
I wish and dream
Plotting a way
To reach out and clasp hands
Hello
I really wonder what I'd trade
I really wonder what I'd say
I really wonder what I'd do
To make you stay
So I can plot it in my head all I'd like
But who knows, maybe I won't like
You in the flesh
Maybe I've made you up and
You never even meant anything

What's Annoying

Once there was this poem
On here
That was beautiful
But was taken away
Because it dared to touch upon things
That make us afraid
Or some of us, anyway
And I ask myself
After exploring and discovering
Even my favorite little corners have their downsides
Why are people so hypocritical
What's wrong with someone making a choice
About who they love
Or who they want to be
Even
How short their hair is cut?
I have my own ideas on religion
I have things I find hard to believe
And things that stand firm with me
But honestly
How is cutting your hair short ever gross
Even if you are a girl
And why can't a guy love a guy
If that's who
His heart wants to?
I no longer find these subjects very
Controversial
I guess
I've argued over them in my time
But the one thing I'm left wondering is why
If someone is supposed to be loving
Sweet
Kind
Why do we find it our place to tell another
That they're supposed to follow this set of rules
And bind them to a life
They don't want
We're all so judgmental, aren't we?
Maybe we should all just
Gather round and
Stew in our skepticism.

Reluctant

I think you and I would go together
Not like PB and J
(I've never liked that combination)
No, more like
Coffee and mornings
Or time and reluctance
More nostaglic pairings
To be sure
But they fit the idea of us better
And as for looks
Well, I'm no perfect gem
But then again
I wouldn't say you are
(...to everyone)
We're similar in that we
Have eyes that vary shades of green
Yours like cool glass
And mine wilted pine
Our hair is brown
Both tinged with places of light
I daresay yours is longer than mine
I don't know what it is about you
That has led me to imagining the utter
--I don't know--
Perfectness of us
(I would have to be with you first, though)
(To be perfect, that is)
But I'm sorry to say that
This is a hopeless situation
Adoration cannot be one-sided
I'm afraid your reciprocation is key
And what an easy obstacle to face
What a simple feat
This thing want would be if
I knew you as you
And not from a computer screen
I feel like this is entirely too innocent
A passing glance
But I mostly keep quiet about it aside from these verses
Because otherwise
Everyone would know
And I am left hanging

Lovely

I imagine that your eyes slide
Meet mine
I know you'll see long lashes
And perhaps they'll trap
Your stare for longer than is allowed
To the other girls

Path of Least Resistance

I'm setting myself up
Although I do know what for
I'm aware of the probability
I'm starting not to care

aych II

I like your name
If we do not I will probably
Christen a cat after you

Fall to Fall and Fall

I picture falling against a vineyard of roses
Stomach butterflies there to catch me
What restless creatures they are
Carry my throat up and out of my mouth
So that I am left with no voice only
Over-enthusiastic hand gestures
And muted mumblings

Spun Threads

My thoughts are often on their own
Speaking against my true desires
Call it what you will, my darling
I prefer restlessness

Transcendence

You transcend slowly
Parallel to every aspect of my life
I breathe stoically
And hope you loose interest

I Said Too Much

Pencil lead
On fingerprints
Smudged
I won't
Give you away yet

Comments

THESE ARE ABSOLUTELY

THESE ARE ABSOLUTELY FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC!!! It's seriously some of the most thought-provoking poetry on here.
There's something that I love about all of these, but here are a few of my favorite lines:

"I really wonder what I'd trade
I really wonder what I'd say
I really wonder what I'd do
To make you stay." It seemed so raw and real.

"I picture falling against a vineyard of roses
Stomach butterflies there to catch me
What restless creatures they are
Carry my throat up and out of my mouth." That was such lovely imagery.

"We're similar in that we
Have eyes that vary shades of green
Yours like cool glass
And mine wilted pine." So vivid.

aych II was adorable. I also loved Transendence, Spun Threads, It Is Scary and Second Place.
I especially adore the last two lines of That Explains It.
Now, some special thoughts on What's Annoying--I completely and whole-heartedly agree and I am equally annoyed by it.
Anyway, great job, keep posting. :)

Erin | Tue, 08/20/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Honestly,

Honestly, I like these best. I think this fourth installment overall seemed to really speak to me the most. As in, most of it I related with, and related with so much that it wasn't something I recognized, but something I felt and it was like it recognized me. And even the ones that I didn't relate with seemed to have a life of their own, like I could see part of you. So yeah, this is my favorite. Which means you're in for a lot of comment. :)

Second Place was very honest, especially
"It's always the latter that's the easiest
Isn't it
We always put the obstacle first and
Figure we'll come back to it
Later"
It reminded me of the bittersweet feeling of growing up, of realizing all of a sudden that you're not the same person you used to be and you're glad, but it hurts at the same time.

It Is Scary made me want to cry. It was so vivid, and I could feel and see and it was me and I wanted to cry. And I felt powerless and dependant, in that moment of giving part of me away to make a change. And well, this was my favorite, and I'm awful at trying to explain what poems mean to me, but I keep on going because when something means something to me, I feel like I ought to say it or else say nothing because anything else isn't quite truthful. And I can't say nothing, so I stumble over words and trying to write what I mean and to not sound presumptious, and I really hope you understand what I mean when I leave these half-legible comments, and if you don't, well, just know that something you wrote really touched me.

That Explains It seemed very emotional, for some reason. I did quite like it. :) Beautiful phrasing, very simple.

Planned was so much of me that I'm a little shocked that someone else wrote this, as in, can you read my mind? "Maybe I've made you up" = story of my life, right there. Wonderful job!

What's Annoying - I completely agree about the no debates. Debates don't belong here, because that's not the point of AP and it ruins everything. I don't agree with everything in your poem, (although short hair has never bothered me) but the writing itself was very truthful as to your opinions, and truth always brings merit. The only thing I will say is that I've never feared something I don't agree with. Maybe it's because I'm confidant in what I believe? I don't know, I just found that part thought-provoking. :)

Reluctant was also very personal-sounding, and yet non-exclusive. HOW DO YOU DO THAT?

Path of Least Resistance also hit me somewhere inside, sort of the unspoken thing that everyone knows, and no one will say?

And, well, I could say something about all the others, but I'm afraid this comment is too long as it is, so I'll stop here.

little woman | Tue, 08/20/2013

The most astonishing thing about miracles is that they happen.
-G. K. Chesterton

Yippee! More poems!

Quiet Peace: Let me guess...sounds like more 1D stuff again. lol
Second Place: I loved it! It was personal to me, so yeah. :)
It is Scary: Ditto to little woman, it made me want to cry. I totally felt IN the poem.
Planned: Nice. Relatable.
What's Annoying: Oh dear. I feel really guilty. I think somewhere on AP I said something about not liking short hair. It's not really short hair that bothers me, but when girls get hair cuts that make them look like guys, it just gets me all yucky. But that's my point of view anyway. And I have absolutely nothing against people who cut their hair how they want it, it is their hair, they can do whatever they want with it. Yeah. And since you asked, I won't debate. Like little woman said, AP isn't really for debates, and it does kinda wreck it. So enough said. :) (really sorry if you have something against me for saying stuff about short hair....sorry)
Reluctant: I love PB and J! Yummy... I really liked this. "Yours like cool glass
And mine wilted pine".
Aych II: Cute!
Fall to Fall and Fall: I LOVED THIS!! Perfect imagery, truly amazing. I love that poem.
Transcendence: I like it.

Overall...I actually think (contrary to everyone else) that this lot wasn't as good as the previous ones, but still awesome. :D Brilliant poetry!

Btw: I have written a set of poems too...if you read them I would be ecstatic. :)

Maddi | Tue, 08/20/2013

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

You girls are

You girls are just...seriously. Thank you. I really felt gratified today. Your comments were so kind and so honest and I appreciate you opening up and letting me know how certain things made you feel. That means so much. I was just so excited reading these--literally jumping around. I don't know that I've ever had feedback quite like this before, and I can't tell you how wonderful it is to see that I've maybe touched a nerve. That's all I really strive for. And I feel like I got a taste of that today. So, again, thank you!

Erin--Thank you for copy>pasting. You are all kinds of awesome for doing that! (Seriously! It takes time. And patience. And it makes me jump up and down in excitement and better lets me know what lines stood out to you). And for saying fan-freaking-tastic (only like my favorite word (?) ever). I'm using the word "and" a lot. Sorry. There are just a lot of 'ands' to be said, because your comment meant a lot to me and I was really, so superbly encouraged by it.

little woman--MY FAVORITE TYPE OF COMMENT IN THE WORLD. A LONG ONE! No, seriously! I'm being 100% right now! I feel like I need to print your comment and frame it on my wall so I can look at it when I'm feeling discouraged, because I'm seriously so grateful for it. Thank you for sharing your feelings. And I do totally understand what you mean. I speak the exact same way. (As you can see from this comment). I appreciate you going over so many of them and giving me that feedback and it's just plain wonderful and amazing of you. So thank you.

Maddi--Thanks, girl! Haha. :D (well...perhaps...not quite so generally. :P. I have other musical poems about other more musical people, though! Like Ed Sheeran! LOL! 'Cause, you know, he's Ed Sheeran).

Oh, no, it's fine! That was just more towards anything I had seen, and kind of my reply to that. Not so much a retaliation. Please don't feel like that was aimed at you or anything. Like I said, people are completely, utterly and totally entitled to their own opinions. What's amazing is the mere fact that so many people believe so different on here and yet...here we are. This is the Ultimate Homeschooled Writer's Support Group. And everyone is so nice. And seriously so kind. That poem was just more about another poem on here...one that was taken down because it contained content that wasn't deemed "suitable" or whatever (don't think that was the word choice) and the user was even accused of having their account hacked. Without anyone speaking to them first. That whole thing is the only thing that has ever bothered me on this site, and it's not any people specifically who bothered me...but the idea that, I guess, this person who posted the poem wasn't allowed to leave it up. Because it was really strong. And I now wish I would have saved it, but I didn't. Oh, well.

Wow! Didn't mean to go on so long about that. Just wanted to clarify, I guess. And make sure you know that was not, in any way, directed at you. So please do not feel guilty! Seriously! You're super awesome and a huge supporter of mine and I'm going to go read your poems now! haha. :)

Girls, I cannot thank you ENOUGH. You are so, so wonderful!

Madeline | Tue, 08/20/2013

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Well I feel really helpful. :)

Okay, glad to see it wasn't a retaliation. :) And yeah, Apricot Pie is truly amazing in that sense. So happy I get to be a part of it!

Maddi | Sun, 08/25/2013

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

LOVE!

I'm going to do the annoying reader thing and leave a short comment :P : LOVED THIS SO MUCH WILL KEEP ON READING MORE!!!

Kassady | Wed, 08/28/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

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