Description: I wrote this that night that father went nuts and tried to ground me from school. After he left I called for Chris but he was asleep and his mother had the phone. So I couldn't talk to him and it made me sad, so I wrote about it.
Your face is shadowed
By my small blue flashlight
Your picture is the only way I can have you right now
You are asleep,
And you don't have the phone.
I want you to hold me,
And kiss my tears away.
But for now,
I guess I'll cry alone.
I am sorry, Love, that I could not be there. That I was not awake. I'm sorry that all there was to make you happy was a picture. I have to admit though, I am at least happy it was a picture of me. That made me happy when I read it. Still, I'm sorry I wasn't there.
Oh, Jessie, I really like this. I can remember the nights of falling asleep staring at a picture of someone that I thought I loved. It takes me back to the days when I was young and innocent, and believed that all my problems would be solved if the right person would come along and love me. There's nothing in the world that is better than having someone kiss away your tears. This is beautiful.
Oh...I hate the thought of you crying. :( But...admist all of the sadness...I actually find this as a way of telling Chris that you love him. This just shows how much you do love him and I think it's sweet...but sad. I know I can definately relate to this. Great one Jess!
i like the idea of "cry alone" but my question is.. what does the phone have to do with the poem? like... i dunno i could totally just be spazing right now but i felt like the phone was a totally random thing that didn't fit in with the rest of the poem. kinda like one of those things where you have to figure out which object is unlike the others? also, i think this poem could be lengthen if you tried. make something more interesting out of it. overall, good start. but give it some more depth. make me feel sorry for you, that youre crying alone.