Another poem
I wrote this sophomore year of college, I think. I used to get infatuated with random girls everywhere and that’s what this poem is about. All those fantasies ended as soon as the ring hit my finger, I swear. Anyway, not necessarily a great poem, but it’s sort of funny to me because at least I understand it.
When I go out to write or read,
The corner-of-the-coffee-shop girl
Becomes
Center-of-my-mind girl
And
Waiting-in-the-rain-for-a-bus girl
Becomes
Saturday-morning-reason-to-not-get-out-of-bed-because-she’s-in-it girl
(And some of you may have noticed by now and I’m sorry
but I won’t hold it against you when you walk out of my life
without a word so we’ll call it even)
The day when singing-to-herself-while-she-walks-ahead-of-me-and-doesn’t-think-anyone-can-hear-her girl
Stops singing to me
Will be very sad indeed.
Written by Andrew
February 21st, 2009 at 11:39 pm
I’m not a poet, however I like this one, I don’t understand it well, however I get the impression that you were expressing your everyday life or something along those lines.
hank
25 Feb 09 at 11:54 pm