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    dots Submission Name: The Letters of a Scarfdots
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    Author: Jester_Gesture
    ASL Info:    23/f
    Elite Ratio:    3.41 - 365/459/201
    Words: 469
    Class/Type: Prose/Friendship
    Total Views: 1160
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 2841



    Description:
       Okay... the formatting is a little weird. I might change the first letter thing later , but ways to change it are not appreciated. Just tell me what you think of it. I repeat, do not tell me what to change or 'what you would change'.

    This is for my Defense in Disguise who shall not be named.


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    dotsThe Letters of a Scarfdots
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    IF YOU DIDN'T READ THE DESCRIPTION GO BACK AND READ IT.

    S:
    Is for the objects themselves.
    Mine is striped rainbows, fuzzy,
    and so short you thought against trading.
    Yours is black.
    The darkest and most emotional scarf
    I have ever wrapped around my body.
    It has ties on the end and I twist it when
    I smell you in the rough material and
    feel your hands on my shoulders.
    Soft, scornful, but altogether my savior.

    C:
    I think of this letter as a word. It tells me to
    look a the crisp papers we mourn over.
    It's also the first letter of your name,
    which I am so familiar with, but have
    changed, to be like the one you know to love you.
    She runs your first and last together like it was whole,
    and I've made a habit of doing this.
    It's horrible, like the scrapes of under or upper classes
    and ice in chemistry. So I say my goodbyes quickly and
    hope you don't know I called your cell phone.

    A:
    The alabaster city you bought the scarf in
    is the city my brother was born in,
    the city I'm going to college in,
    the city I fell in love with
    and got my first scarf in. That's why you got yours.
    I try not to ask you things during our AP class
    when Melton stares me down in old man glasses.
    It's the only hour you don't defend me, but rather
    argue about pencils and Dr. Faustus.
    It's almost just good enough to hear your voice.

    R:
    Limping down the road, and you say 'ro-ad',
    like the slurred tongues still tortured us from afar.
    As of recent injuries, I can't run, I can't walk. I'm slow as your
    bass guitar hangs heavy in hands and brushes the
    rough concrete. Don't rush me,
    I can't fall into something and not catch up with myself.
    And remember the one time I was a fool.
    You flashed me that ragged smirk and told me
    it was a good try. It was good enough to feel your
    hands reaching for me with ‘requiem’ written on your forearm.

    F:
    ‘Funny thing’, you said, ‘that we didn't finish this yesterday’.
    I laugh and think of things like forever, and how
    I've never had such a distant yet consistent friend.
    Or at the end of the day, when you tried to warn me
    of faulted microphones, and my eyes were closed.
    I forced an embrace. So freely,
    you took the motion and I could only think of
    the one who is known to love you.
    However, if our trading scarves didn't bother her,
    why should your faithful sympathy to me?




    Submitted on 2004-11-19 19:59:50     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      YAH! This is utterly amazing! Usually I shrink at such long poems because I'm lazy, but I stuck with this one and as soon as I realized the thing you were doing with the letters of "SCARF" (there's a word for that which I don't remember) I stuck with it, and loved it! So maybe this is about you and your guy friend, who has a girlfriend (maybe) and he's still friends with you and you like him as more than a friend and you can't tell whether he has similar feelings, and your exchange of scarves is symbolic. I loved it, absolutely amazing. Thank Storm of Bliss for marking it as one of her faves. Yay, thank you for making my day better!
    -Secret
    | Posted on 2004-11-22 00:00:00 | by secret moon | [ Reply to This ]
      I liked it! It's a very personal poem. It mentions people and places with whom we are not familiar. Your phrasing is fantastic. I love how you give life to inanimate objects. One phrase I didn't quite understand. "Like the scrapes of under or upper classes and ice in Chemistry". Overall, a beautiful write, the images were very visible to me. I felt as though I were watching a very personal moment or two between two people who care for each other, one, perhaps, more than the other. Very well done!

    Phil
    | Posted on 2004-11-21 00:00:00 | by phil askew | [ Reply to This ]
      well to tell you the truth i think that it is good and i have to say i think that i like the formatting of it. i think that it works for the piece. lia
    | Posted on 2004-11-19 00:00:00 | by lili | [ Reply to This ]
      sweet way of adding an inside joke.. and then asking people to tell you what you think of it. You seemed to just add description to hide yourself from making total sense... making it look deep and well thought out. Like especially the last "letter" you just seemed to thorugh words around.. and add wrong puncuation... you tried to tell me about the faulty microphones, but my eyes were closed?
    The symbolism and metaphors were meant for looking deeper than it was. IM not sure what the heck you were looking for for "thoughts" but i thought this was crap. Amen.
    | Posted on 2004-11-28 00:00:00 | by Josh | [ Reply to This ]
      obviously this poem has personal history attached to it...what is strange for me is that i have the same story to tell. nearly a twin of this story. i have written an ode to scarves and posted it on this site, but it definitely does not compare to this one. it's like little league compared to major league. completely different levels of skill. thank you for the great read.
    | Posted on 2004-11-26 00:00:00 | by osweetrepose | [ Reply to This ]
      I love this! It is so fun to read your writing Katie because I know who you are talking about! This was so great! Don't change to be like Kels so that he notices. Be yourself. You probably already knew all of that, but that is what I think. Tttyl, see ya Monday.
    | Posted on 2004-12-04 00:00:00 | by AngelOutlaw | [ Reply to This ]


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