Forum / Your earliest works

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  Lynn Beighley

  Mar 17, 04:04am

  I found some of the stuff I wrote in my teen years. I posted the best of a bad lot. And I made a group for such things, Teen Angst.

  Don't leave me hanging. Got any old stuff you can dredge up and post? It'll be fun. Really.

  I'll post my really bad stuff if more of you join in. Or is this going to be like High School again? (Sigh.)

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  Misti Rainwater-Lites

  Mar 17, 01:46pm

  I burned or lost most of those journals but I'll see what I can come up with. I've got a plethora of crap at the Blender of Love. Wish I could say I was a teenager when I wrote most of those poems but I was in my twenties. Well, I was a late bloomer. I'm still blooming.

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  Amanda Harris

  Mar 17, 01:55pm

  I've been meaning to post my teen stuff on here for a while, but never had the courage to actually go through with it.

  I'll put an old short story up. Why not?

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  Lynn Beighley

  Mar 17, 02:06pm

  Should we put something in the title to indicate these? I remember how successful "What I Wanted" was a year or two ago.

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  Amanda Harris

  Mar 17, 02:15pm

  Trying to think of how that would work...

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  Lynn Beighley

  Mar 19, 12:25pm

  Okay, lets extend the Teen Angst group to all thing teen angst, not just our angsty teen writings. Because I guess folks aren't interested in sharing.

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  Lynn Beighley

  Mar 19, 12:25pm

  And I understand. *cringe*

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  Adam Sifre

  Mar 19, 10:43pm

  I wrote this poem 32 years ago. I don't mind publishing it, because it's not like my writing has improved much.

  Running from the hands of time.
  Desperate eyes search for escape.
  So many doors you never opened,
  Too many roads leading nowhere.

  The choice is yours, or so they say.
  But it rarely ever feels that ay.
  Decisions narrow as the years slip by.
  You live out your life in the hurricane's eye.

  Never found time to look outside,
  just sat and watched as your dreams were fading.
  Now it's time to pay or the ride.
  Should have listened while the music was still playing.

  I wish I could remember what girl I wrote that for.

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  whatwouldbukowskido

  Mar 19, 10:46pm

  Wake up!
  It's Today!

  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

  (note left on sleeping parents' bed at the age of five)

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  Letitia Coyne

  Mar 20, 02:18am

  I have been looking for my Little Black Book with me Poems In, but I think I threw it away one day when I read some lines and near on rolled into a small tight ball.

  There were some I had by heart, but they too seem to have drifted.

  One went something like:

  Down the tunnel backward
  look at love and other pain
  Cramped shoulders
  scraped knees
  crawling claustrophobia
  consider
  life and other failures.

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  Lynn Beighley

  Mar 20, 03:12am

  I was hoping you'd post them as, you know, postings. But then I got too nervous to ask you, and then I went and wrote an entry in my diary, but I got distracted and wrote about D. Instead because he talked to me in the hall after Science class.

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  Adam Sifre

  Mar 20, 12:26pm

  Isn't this a posting?

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  Adam Sifre

  Mar 20, 12:26pm

  Oh, I get it now.
  I'll do you one better. I'll publish it here and won't warn anyone how old it is. (Except you guys).

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  Carol Reid

  Mar 21, 06:07pm

  The thought of my teenage works did make me cringe,and fortunately all those old journals have been dust in the wind for a long time. However, this morning I saw a mention of Octopus's Garden somewhere and it reminded me of this little song my friend and I made up one evening after the guy we both had crushes on had left town (sung, of course, to the tune mentioned above)-
  We’d like to be (La-di-dee)
  With Pete McGhee
  In that big green van on the way to Montreal….
  He’d keep us warm (La-di-dah)
  In any storm
  In that big green van on the way to Montreal…
  Oh yeah we’d sing and dance around
  Because we know we can’t be found!
  We’ll hitch a ride (wo-oh-oh)
  (can’t remember the next line)
  In that big green van on the way to Montreal…

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  Misti Rainwater-Lites

  Mar 21, 10:28pm

  Love it, Carol. Thanks for sharin'.

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