Mira Posted February 11, 2005 Report Share Posted February 11, 2005 I ran into an old friend the other day A kid I knew from a past life A boy I had laughed with growing up A man who had disappeared like fog in the Sun He said life was good Though he had lost his job Was without company at night And hadn't really talked to another soul in days But his prospects were good A new job could be found A new love would come around With whom he could confide The responses were automatic His eyes gave him away Those dull, hollow eyes I had a million questions to ask Had he talked to whats'hisface Did he know what ever happened to that girl But before I got the chance to ask He excused himself and left And faded away like fog in the Sun Can this remove my Weenie Award? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
reverie Posted February 12, 2005 Report Share Posted February 12, 2005 *claps* I'd say it very worthy of weenie removal, but i don't really have a say in such things... I envy your ability with narraration... rev... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Katzaniel Posted February 12, 2005 Report Share Posted February 12, 2005 I think it has to have "Weenie Award" something or other in the title. Cool though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sleepless Posted February 14, 2005 Report Share Posted February 14, 2005 That's brilliantly haunting and in a way a little too true to life! Somtimes old acquaitances are determined to put on a show of false cheeriness about their situation and are so awfully unconvincing that it's actually really uncomfortable to talk to them for any length of time. I think that to some extent everyone may be guilty of it though. When meeting someone who you've not seen for a long time there's often a temptation to say how well life's been in the interim. And if life hasn't been so brilliant, then for want of something positive to say it's possible slight exageration may happen. Maybe it's an aspect of human nature to try to find good in everything, however unhelpful and blinding it can be! Heh, sorry for nearly launching into a commentary on the pressures of social values. It's a great poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zadown Posted February 15, 2005 Report Share Posted February 15, 2005 I'd prolly be awkwardly cheerful if I'd meet any of my old acquintances from school, too - it's hard to give an accurate report of your real quality of life, and so only the usual things count: houses, families, wives and husbands, kids and jobs, money. And I have none of that, so any conversation that starts with "So how are you these days?" is doomed from the start. I'm nevertheless happy from time to time, but in too intangible way to convey to some old friend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sweetcherrie Posted February 15, 2005 Report Share Posted February 15, 2005 I seem to be walking into old friends a lot lately, and find it very hard to talk with these people. When I saw them day to day that's what we spoke about, but now it seems so much harder to find suitable subjects. But then, doesn't live work that way? change? - Sweetcherrie Zadown, you have friends here in which you can convey Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gyrfalcon Posted February 16, 2005 Report Share Posted February 16, 2005 Mira - I took the liberty of editting the title to reflect the fact that this is your Weenie Award buyoff post. Otherwise, a good poem, makes me want to find out what's been happening to my friends... well, except that I know. One of them is getting married already. =P Makes me feel old! Otherwise, congratulations on the loss of your Weenie Award. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drummondo Posted February 16, 2005 Report Share Posted February 16, 2005 That image of fog fading in the sun is beautiful, and you used it really effectively. Good piece Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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