Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Adolescence

I have a confession. I am looking to buy a house, and because of this I am on the Internet every night scouring pages upon pages of potential properties in the hope that I will find one that has everything I want.

It has stopped me from writing, blogging, commenting and all things I usually like to do on the Internet.

I even have a half drafted poem, but clearly have not pushed myself to complete it.

However - I thought it might be interesting to post two poems I wrote when I was 14. To be honest I was two months off being 15, but it is the truth when I say I was 14 when I wrote these. I thought it might be interesting for you all to see how I have evolved as a writer, even if some of the subject matter is similar. Enjoy!

You see the shadow in the rain.
Moving slowly - trying to hide.
You will never catch it.
It is a state of mind.
A shadow is never understood,
Never heard, never remembered.
I am a shadow - but no-one knows


In the distance,
You can see laughter,
You can see joy.
But you feel only pain.
You know the pain.
It is a memory.
Pain is a memory of your past.
Joy is a dream of your future.
Living in your dream, you see your dream,
Your joy.
Some say dreams come true.
For you, dreams are still far away.

2 comments:

  1. Hi, Chris! Hope your house search is going well. I've missed you. :-)

    Thanks for sharing your adolescent poetry with us - makes me feel less dorky for sharing my vision quest journal entries from when I was thirteen.

    And, by the way, I really like the "shadow" poem - very intuitive for a youngun.

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  2. I hope you have found your 'dream house!'
    Shadow was beautiful! Amazing at 15!
    Keep writing, & thanks for visiting my blog.
    I have a new one : www.smitaspoetry. blogspot.com
    Tell me what you think of the 1st poem.

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