The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poem Thread, 9/18/07 Bonus

[BlueIris]

Nights like these
when I fumble and
my notes turn sour and
anything would
turn to ashes in my arms
are when
I get lost
in nights long gone
when I was so high
I thought
your skull was the sun
and we kissed wild
halfway over the bridge and
I know
no one's gonna
stop the car
to dance slow with me again.

—Paula Cisewski

[RetroLounge]

1. Oh.

:cry:

RL

[BlueIris]

2. And this is one of my ancient "written by someone who was 16 at the time" poems.

Those crazy kids. They really know how to break your heart.

[ThomCat]

3. Nights like those...

Yup...

If her other poems are that good then Paula Cisewski is definitely talented.

[BlueIris]

4. Don't know if she still writes. I'll have to see if I can find anything else by this person.

I found this poem on the "Stuff You Wrote" in the teen magazine "Sassy" in 1994.

[RetroLounge]

9. She does, and has a blog

http://www.paulacisewski.blogspot.com/

RL

[BlueIris]

5. Kick.

[wildhorses]

6. in nights long gone

your skull was the sun

every line is a gem.

thanks for this one.

[BlueIris]

7. :-)

Thanks. I thought I would be mocked for this--especially after I admitted that it was written by a teenager.

[wildhorses]

8. its hard to beat teen angst

it is a raw, true emotion. yes, a teenager without talent can become morose and maudlin and sappy with sentimentality. but, so can any age ...

when a person gets it right i don't care about their age.

[BlueIris]

10. Kick.

[BlueIris]

11. Kick.