Poetry / Finding Love

I once knew a girl that didnt know where she was going,

She got on the computer whithout even knowing

That this was the day her life would change

the messenger came up and she typed in her name

It felt like forever for the messenger to sign in

And this is where it all began

She was bored and didnt know what to do

and then she went into the chat room

She asked the guys to come and talk

And this began the very long walk

Boxes popped up left and right

Most of them she clicked out of sight

All but one.

She read the message on the last box

And decided they could talk

They talked about everthing under the sun

And she decided he was becoming her number one

She liked him alot even though they never met

So she decided to put him to the test

She asked him for a meet and greet

Then, he asked about what street

As time went on and the day came closer

It seemed every thing went alot slower

Finally, the day cam and her heart beat faster

The hours turned into minutes

And then minutes into seconds

Then, all of sudden

She got the call

And it threw her off the wall

He then came off the exit and parked by the van

He walked up and she decided this would be her man

They said hello

And he decided it was time to go

They both went to her house

And sat down on the couch

As they talked even more

She knew she has scored

He was it

And the time came

Where she was done playing the love search game

As time went on they grew closer

Whenever it was time for him to leave, she cried

And asked God for just one more time

After a few months, he went to the Brig

And she felt that she couldnt live

Not without seeing him

Just about every weekend

During this time she as mad

A few months has passed

And she missed him even more

She kept wishing he'd walk through the door

She knew this love was ture and pure

Then one day in July

She got a call

It was him and she started to bawl

It was so good hearing his voice

And again she knew she made the right choice

Nine months has passed

Then, something happened that was unexpected

She found out she was pregnant

The doctors appointments came

She was healthy and gaining weight

She ate more especially debbie cakes

Then the appointment for the ultrasound arrived

They found out the baby's growing size

And they found out the sex

The nursery was next

When all was said and done

The baby was their number one

they got everything they would need

Even a Winnie the Pooh car seat

The time had arrived

And he promised to stay by her side

She started to push and with the help of the doctors

The name God had given them was Emma

Even though they didnt spend much time

She knew that her love was still prime

To express her love to him was hard

But every now and then

She bought him a card

Just to say I love you

This girl I am talking about is me

And I fell in love with Gregory.

 

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MaestraMarisa avatar General Friend

November 10, 2009

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The beginning of the poem was much more captivating for it’s suspense.  The rhyming was very genuine in as far as I could hear the girl talking next to me on the couch.  I didn’t form too much of an attachment with the young boy.  I think his desription, and the developmet of the story was simplistic, but my interest did stay focused on the story.  The poetry became too simplistic I think as the story went on.  I expected a twist on the simplicity midway, because the deep meaning was fading.
I think depth, deep emotion, characterization and less simple rhyming is needed to tell this story poetically.  It is not so necessary to tell every detail, but to speak about the relationship with poignant words.  Say more, with less.  Focus on a few details with writing poetry, and the readers will FEEL all you want to invoke within them to feel.  I think good poetry is feeling what the words mean, seeing what the words mean, and dreaming what the words continue to mean after you finish the poem.  
I liked your story in your poem very much.  I think using words differently, especially in a poem, may make this story much more powerful indeed.

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November 07, 2009

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It was a good story, but not as poetic as i feel poems should be. Even free verse poetry should have a flow. There is writing talent there, but maybe not for poetry.

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November 03, 2009

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Assuming this is within the confines of narrative poetry, I would address the rhythm—smooth it out, make it steadier. If you choose to rhyme, it also needs to be certain. Switching rhyme schemes is ok, but there needs to be a flow to it, even if you go back and forth among them. As for Gregory and Emma, congratulations and best of luck.

Finally, the day cam—“came”
She knew she has scored—”had scored”
During this time she as mad—”was mad”
She knew this love was ture and pure—”true”
Nine months has passed—”had passed”

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November 03, 2009

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You’re trying to hard.  The rhyme is to exact. Mix it up with some alliteration and partial rhyme.

Have a bit more play in the words, a bit more fun.

When the rhyme is to straight, it sometimes distracts from what you are saying.  Good rhyme should carry the reader along, not take center stage.  If you use more partial rhyme and a bit of alliteratiion, you’ll get more musical quality.

I think it’s a nice start but you need to refine it and pare it down from okay to really good.  Tirz

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November 02, 2009

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I thought it was really good. It stayed connected and wasn’t scattered. And it is a very sweet poem and the fact that it is about you and your fiance made it even better. I’m not sure how you could improve it, since you mentioned that you are working on the punctuation of it.

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November 02, 2009

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“A lot” is two words.
This poem has a natural rythmn to it.  I can feel where the stanzas go.  I think you know this also, so I won’t comment here, but I think you should break it up into stanzas.  If you read it, you can feel where they go.  

“She knew she has scored”, verb tense disagreement.  . . . had scored.

You said he went to the Brig.  As a military guy I read that as prison, jail.  Do you mean Brigade?

“During this time she as mad” was mad

“ture and pure” True

“Nine months has passed” had passed.  Verb tense.

You have quite a few grammatical errors in the second half.  All you need to do is copy and paste that into MS Word and you’ll see the errors.  

I think you are making good word choices and that it works.  Just clean up the grammar and it will be easier for the reader to understand.

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