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[pearljo]

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[melnyk]

Damn, I wanted to read it today, but now I can't

Why have you delete it, Phil?

[pearljo]

Here are two verses:

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I watched her sing as the years progressed
In her room in her favorite little girlie dress
A play microphone the mirror her stage
She jumped on the bed and drew hearts on the page

A broken family in vulnerable years
I was beside her to wipe away the tears
I felt her anger, her rage, her fears
When she slept I whispered in her ears, don't give up baby.
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This bs I've written below is angry, but it's not, it is good old fashioned hurt.

Because it is the best thing I've ever written and after years of trying to find a way to write about Amy without it sounding like an 8th grader's remorse I felt that it was ignored. How much effort is clicking on a like button? What does it take to make this place a COMMUNITY again?

I wrote 6 hours straight completely focused that i didn't eat or stop for a drink of water. It takes minutes to post a song or a picture. It's effortless. I had sweat and blood on my keyboard but I FINALLY found a way in to write about this miracle girl.

Say, I like it but the second verse sucks. Fine, I'll work on it.
But this place ignores a piece that is good because many know that if you want to stab someone and twist the knife the best way to communicate that is to IGNORE THEM.
Ignore the crap i've written but this ain't crap.

An old member here but now just on facebook said if you don't repost it on AWFUK, I will. She also immediately forwarded it to Janis who she knows well. I hope Janis likes it. I don't see how she couldn't.
But I told my old friend, fine post it. I enjoy getting screwed twice.

I've been here 7 years but that is irrelevant. I'm no different than when I got here. Say a new member here meekly says I wrote this but was scared to post for a while. Ignore her and put a camera in her room and see how that affects her because she won't be back.

I'm not looking for anything other than posters honest opinions. I respect people here. What I wrote had nothing to do with Phil. But it had everything with my love of Amy. Nobody dissed me, they dissed Amy.

I'm not shitting my diaper because no one likes it because if they don't like me, I doubt that they like anyone else including themselves. Not a day goes by that I don't ask myself, why go back? I go back because I loved Amy. So all of my bitching is meaningless because you know what vlad, they won't fucking read this either.

[Sassy]

Keep posting Phil, you write some good shit. Amy *knows*

[Cecilia]

You only posted your poem a day ago Phil. The forum has not been very active of late, so just because no one clicked "like this" yet does not mean you are being ignored. And it most certainly does not mean you are being ignored out of spite. Give people a bit of time. It was a long poem, and that is something I want to be able to sit down and read when I can give it my full attention, not when I'm skipping through the forum while my mind is elsewhere. I won't "like" something just because it's there because that would be dishonest, I want to have read it properly, which is something I was planning to do when I was in the right frame of mind but unfortunately you have since deleted it.

 

I am sorry I have been absent of late and have neglected all you guys. I am trying my best to catch up.

[melnyk]

I'd sign under each of your words, C!

[pearljo]

Good point. The problem I have with the internet, especially social media, is that people don't have the attention span of a gnat. Maybe I should rail against that and not the good members here.

People on their home computer wait till the last second to get to an appt. They are texting on the drive there. They sit in a waiting room glued to a goddam smart phone. But that's for another day.

We have so many time saving conveniences but we have less and less time. Madness girl. complete madness.

BTW, I'm looking for a smart phone, any recommendations?

[pearljo]

I'd sign under each of your words, C!

what's that mean?

[melnyk]

what's that mean?

 

In Ukraine we have such an idiom.

"I would sign under every word you've spoken/written" means that you have the same thoughts/opinion/experience/etc than the person you're addressing to.
So, I would sign under each of Cecilia;s words, because I would say the same if I was so good in your language

[Cecilia]

Good point. The problem I have with the internet, especially social media, is that people don't have the attention span of a gnat. Maybe I should rail against that and not the good members here.

People on their home computer wait till the last second to get to an appt. They are texting on the drive there. They sit in a waiting room glued to a goddam smart phone. But that's for another day.

We have so many time saving conveniences but we have less and less time. Madness girl. complete madness.

BTW, I'm looking for a smart phone, any recommendations?

 

QFT. The trappings of the modern world... I'm sure my attention span has halved since the internet became so commonplace. And I've found myself being impatient with things that really shouldn't be rushed sometimes. And since I got a smartphone thrust upon me last year (I resisted until then) I have found myself using it more than I really need to.

 

Soooo can we have the poem back please?

[pearljo]

You only posted your poem a day ago Phil. The forum has not been very active of late, so just because no one clicked "like this" yet does not mean you are being ignored. And it most certainly does not mean you are being ignored out of spite. Give people a bit of time. It was a long poem, and that is something I want to be able to sit down and read when I can give it my full attention, not when I'm skipping through the forum while my mind is elsewhere. I won't "like" something just because it's there because that would be dishonest, I want to have read it properly, which is something I was planning to do when I was in the right frame of mind but unfortunately you have since deleted it.
 
I am sorry I have been absent of late and have neglected all you guys. I am trying my best to catch up.

In my defense I've written one or two others that I thought were good but maybe they weren't. (Some bands best albums don't sell and i can't think of a rich poet.) 110 views-no replies. I didn't delete them. Back to blogging. I don't think this is a good venue to spill your heart and i'm not the only one. i blogged here..zzzzzzz.
I'm pretty frustrated for reasons that have nothing to do with awf. maybe i should just take a walk. I'll sort it out--apologies all around and i mean that.

[Cecilia]

No worries, we all need to vent our frustrations sometimes, I hope you feel better soon. I think poems often speak for themselves, and sometimes feel any reply I could make would detract from that. Doesn't mean they're not enjoyed. Also it takes a certain state of mind to read them, for me anyway. When I'm stressed and rushed I won't appreciate them for what they are and will often just skip over them (not talking about your poems specifically just poetry in general) - and I've been way too stressed lately. Maybe I need to print some out and take them to the field behind my house and read them while lying in the grass. Now there's an idea... 

[pearljo]

Soooo can we have the poem back please?
whatever...

I prefer the miracle

I was at the hospital when she was born
And the day mom and dad took her home
And saw her a five year old ham
Destined to blaze a trail at something

I watched her sing as the years progressed
In her room in her favorite little girlie dress
A play microphone the mirror her stage
She jumped on the bed and drew hearts on the page

A broken family in vulnerable years
I was beside her to wipe away the tears
I felt her anger, her rage, her fears
When she slept I whispered in her ears, don't give up baby.

I took a back seat as she took off
Astounded everyone that heard that voice
Some prefer others that's their choice
We prefer genius here, we know because we see.

She hit the high life and there was no doubt
Her generation produced no others before her
Their talent combined fit in her little finger
She climbed mountains then rolled back down just for the rush.

Soon the headlines every tabloids cover
Defined her in the small minds of others
Listen pal get me pics and the worst the better
We will bring down this bitch so fucking clever

I don't care about 27, I cared about her
Jesus died at 33 his teachings died too
The roar of the crowd while he died on the stage
Ridiculed and despised by blinding rage
(Father why have you forsakened me? He too died alone)

I was in her room on her last night
All i could do was watch as her eyes grew dark
Please stop please stop there's so much more
I saw her spirit depart-what was done was done

It's a choice for all that struggle
See nothing as a miracle or everything the same
Until i die she's my girl, still i'm lost
But i prefer the miracle no matter the cost.

I love you, we love you, but you couldn't love yourself
I put her mothers book back on the shelf
Stared in the distance till the sun came up
Eighty years old but 80's not enough.

Thank you Amy Winehouse.
We loved you then as we love you now.
My tears never ending an ocean or more
Blood red drops fall from my eyes
They disappear before they hit the floor

It's the price we pay for loving another
Father-mother-sister-brother
Let others ridicule me as they wish
Just another in one ear out the other

[melnyk]

Thank you, Phil! I hope, nobody will delete it, so I could read carefully this evening.

UPD: Thanks for sharing, Phil.

Edited by v_melnik, 26 June 2014 - 06:37 PM.
've read it

[pearljo]

this was emailed to janis. hope she likes it.