On Her Flying Trapeze

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Sophomoric Poetry

Literally. Today I post a poem I wrote as a sophomore in college.

I was always "one of the guys." Periodically I got sick of "the guys" confiding in me, taking me out on non-dates when actual "girls" had ditched them. Sometimes I developed feelings for these "guys" and then I got dramatic and went through stages of moping.

Stage1: Write a poem.
Stage2: Write a song (actually a line, sometimes only a couple of mournful words, strung together by a chord).
Stage3. Paint an abstract depiction of my feelings.
Stage4. (this stage equals total heartbreak and only happened once) Burn abstract painting in kitchen sink, asphyxiating roomates and leaving black marks on the cabinets.

So the DYM has a whiney, self-pitying, destructive side? Umm...ye-ah!


The touch of a Fool

I know
A fool in love
With a woman
I know

Apologetic, whispering fingers
Reach
To brush my shoulder
A quivering knee creeps to meet mine

He craves the touch,
The truth of me
To remind him of

The woman
I know
He loves

7 Comments:

Blogger Heather said...

I love it... I want to know a name to go with the poem. :)

1/24/2006 11:00 PM

 
Anonymous mom said...

Man. That is so sad. But actually pretty deep poetry to tell you the truth. Thank goodness the fool got away, so we get to have the DYD.

1/25/2006 7:41 AM

 
Blogger Liz said...

I have to ask, quietly and respectfully of your sophomoric love - did you get 'the twinge' when you posted this?

1/25/2006 8:06 AM

 
Blogger Shannon said...

Wow.

1/25/2006 9:55 AM

 
Blogger Queen Beth said...

Oh, that's very dramatic. Isn't it funny how sappy we can be before we find the "right" one? I have dozens of poems like that. Maybe I'll have to post some of mine for a laugh!!

Loved it Kathryn!

1/25/2006 3:07 PM

 
Blogger RGLHM said...

Reminds me of Leanne Womacks song "I'm the fool in love with the fool, who's still in love with you." Agree with your mom, DYD kicks on the 'fool'

1/26/2006 7:34 PM

 
Blogger kaylang said...

Dude, that is the wicked-sweetest poem ever! I love it.

1/27/2006 2:37 PM

 

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