My best friend Sabrina's birthday is Jan. 3 and since I'm a little short on money I'm writing her a bunch of poems for her birthday/christmas present and I'm teaching her how to snowboard. So far I've written 3. Please let me know if you have any thoughts on them b/c i want them to be perfect for her present.
Binds
Let's be Friends.
A statement unspoken
A thought shared
Will it stick?
Will it grow?
We had no idea.
Who knew we would
Connect so quickly
Letting go of first impressions
Looking deeper
Seeing each other for who we are
The internal beauty
I've seen your heart
You've seen mine
Now we know
It's gonna stick and
It's gonna grow
This bind is built to last.
Hearts Beat As One
It began so simply.
We are bound together
Our hearts know
This is Beautiful
It's meant to last
It began as Friends
We broke those binds long ago
Breaking the bounds of DNA.
Sisters. Follows next
The connection is stronger
The binds are tighter
Our hearts know
one another
beating together
We share.
Our sorrows
Our joys
Our love
We share.
Our successes and failures
Our laughter and tears
You laugh, I laugh
You cry, I cry
Our hearts beat as one
True Beauty
Open your Heart to all
you share your joy
Giving love
Every smile, Every hug
gives a glimpse of
the beauty inside
Your over the top
your more nutty than crunchy peanut butter
Your effervescent as the wings of an angel
You are your own person
No one is gonna change that
It's beautiful
Who you are is what you do
You love and share and give
What you do is beautiful
You are beautiful inside and out
and darling
this beauty is eternal!
-let me know what you think guys. thanks.
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I really like the meaning and idea's behind your poems. I think that the Binds as a title reflects a process, the flavor of the poem is more of a result your bond of friendship. Maybe using Bound for a title and then bond instead of bind in the last line. Only change it if it feels true to your meaning though.
ReplyDeleteI like the other poems and have some ideas for them, I will call you tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteyou are getting pretty good at this game. I like the nice simple flow they have. here is one I wrote its called Fireflies and Tree Swings
ReplyDeleteI was thinking about life the universe and everything.
I was pondering the weight of fireflys and tree swings.
I want to know if it is real, as it seems.
The answer, a question forgotten before it´s asked is distant, but my hope makes it gleam.
My thoughts not the cliche river but the rocks silently softened by the stream.
Endlessly polished and refined but never becoming pure understanding.
Thoughts and pebbles have no destination they do not fly, or oscilate on a tree, they exist and deminish into the past, an action, or a dream.
well it seemed like a good idea when I was writing it but now it´s like a 3 year old with turets, it won´t sit still and keeps yelling out profanity but i don´t even know how it entered into his little mind. but i already typed it so i won´t delete it.
haha. even though it was written by a 3 year old with turets i think he's a child prodigy. It's good. I like the feeling of it.
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