This Triad of poems are three that I wrote as presents for three friends. One of whom I was totally infatuated with (guess which :P). At the time, she was taken (Mine now! I guess being a hopeless romantic works <3), and I remember showing it to a friend when I'd finished it. Her response was "It's great, but make sure he doesn't see it"
These are all transcribed from a tiny notebook, so typos are imminent!
Date: July/August 2009
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Comment: This was written for a girl whose surname was Stark, just for reference :P
Darkness.
The Shadow flits from wall to wall
Avoiding the pools of light beneath the streetlamps
Silence prevails, usurped only
by the whispering swish of its passing
Ahead, the target.
The shadow scarpers up the wall
Flowing through the gloomy night
Scrambling to the top to perch
Willing the scene below to light
Lightning flashes, thunder rolls
Illuminates in Stark relief
Dogs prowl, Traps gleam
A Guardsman nodding at his post
Leaping swiftly from the wall
The Shadow flows across the grounds
Pausing,
to Pet a Perplexed Puppy.
As the hesitant hound hobbled home
it glimpsed a glinting grin in the gloomy night
And Cowered.
Ahead the guardsman, and the prize
The Shadow's eyes light up with delight
A stifled gasp, the guard awakes
"Who Goes There?!" He shouts
Eyes Shifting Swiftly, Surveying the Surroundings
A Shiver of fear stiffening his spine
The Shadow's grin glints again
flowing forward to filch its fancy
The Guardsman retreats, proclaiming quickly
"Take what you want, just don't hurt me!"
But the Shadow was already distracted
the prize obtained, the price exacted
it nibbled at the stolen snack
"Breaking in, still unseen,
Through dogs that prowl and traps that gleam,
Just to steal a
midnight snack?
You must be Stark Raving Mad!"
The glinting grin now gleamed with pride
Eyes that burned with fires inside
She faces the guard, and thus replied
"I would have thought that Starkly obvious"
And Disappeared.
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Comment: i think i spent longer fretting over this poem than any other I've ever written. Amusingly enough, I'm still
not happy with bits of it. Oh well! It just seems to me that each stanza is separate from the next, and it doesn't form a cohesive whole. As a poem, lots of it may not make much sense (there's a fair few in-jokes in there), but it was basically a dare to write her a love poem. Aaaand it was pretty easy to oblige... The last line was pretty much a feeble attempt to inject some humour (she hates mushrooms, I love them) and divert the attention away from the overall feeling of the poem!
I've always thought it plain to see,
Your every movement, filled with grace
And Abi, how it seems to me
The Sun shines always on your face
It started off as just a dare
But honestly I know it's true
To put to paper things we share
A love poem to compose for you
So much, too much, to write them down
All the things that I Adore;
Though happily in your eyes I'd drown
On Little things my heart does soar
The way you touch your teeth with your tongue
Sends shivers rushing down my spine,
And though I know my heart is young
I'd do anything to make you mine
And even though I know that smile
Brings tidings of a band you've seen
I'd trudge through rain for miles & miles
to see you smile that smile at me.
Another Chance I doubt I'll get
And so I'll say, for what it's worth;
A Girl so stunning I've not met
In all my time upon this Earth.
Pity about the mushroooms...
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Comment: This poem was one of the first times I attempted to break the curse of 4/4 Rhyming patterns. Largely because I wanted each poem to have a different style. As a result, it took ages to think of, and 15 minutes to write!
I sat and thought all day and night
But couldn't think to solve my plight
A poem of any sort to write
A poem to write for you.
My first attempt was lacking in flair
A poem for which noone would care
And in the depths of my despair
I knew not what to do
And so I thought to write the stuff
Avout you I cannot get enough
And though the poem might be rough
At least I will have tried!
Your cackling laugh, your cheeky smile
The many ways which you beguile
The jokes you crack, and all the while
Complexity inside.
It's funny though, looking back
The words I write will always lack
Ability to say exactly
What I love you are
So here it is, Sami dear,
Though it is lacking much, I fear
I hope I've made it clear that you're
A Friend I'll Cherish far!