tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post7458949080148963425..comments2023-06-11T06:38:39.879-04:00Comments on Child of a Frosty Morning: Musings of a Well-Traveled Southerner: The Bus goes back to schoolCarolina Lintheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16335905555994442416noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-63496496440063856222010-09-04T14:14:43.760-04:002010-09-04T14:14:43.760-04:00Believe me when I say that the tenth grade version...Believe me when I say that the tenth grade version of me had the world before him and could have been almost anything, under the right circumstances. Unfortunately, the right circumstances were not to be found...which is a story not of unrequited love, but unrequited hate, and so should be left for another time, another place, and stiff drinks.<br /><br />The first verse is word for word, except I swapped "for aye" for "fore'er" in the rewrite. I was going for the 5/7/5/7/7 syllabic form, so I couldn't just say "forever."<br /><br />The second verse is pretty much word for word until the last line, which I rewrote last week.<br /><br />The third verse is true to the theme of the original third verse, but there was much tweaking of words in it.Carolina Lintheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16335905555994442416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-24519701959751857332010-09-04T13:19:37.964-04:002010-09-04T13:19:37.964-04:00Wow. How much did you tweak? That's a lot of...Wow. How much did you tweak? That's a lot of talent for 10th grade.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573262524755768643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-60652269266334434192010-09-03T08:48:50.186-04:002010-09-03T08:48:50.186-04:00An unusually insightful and penetrating self-revel...An unusually insightful and penetrating self-revelation for a tenth grader. Woot!altar egohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11564052536173244610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-84594631343759192362010-09-01T20:28:53.269-04:002010-09-01T20:28:53.269-04:00...and there's no love like first love!
This ......and there's no love like first love!<br /><br />This is true high school longing. Glad you shared it with us.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-7944312071019016732010-08-31T17:18:56.426-04:002010-08-31T17:18:56.426-04:00Melancholic and reflective poem but a good one.The...Melancholic and reflective poem but a good one.There's no love like unrequited love!Totalfeckineejithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352708391465031655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-65822309546766812792010-08-31T16:51:51.573-04:002010-08-31T16:51:51.573-04:00Teenage dreams so hard to beat. Console yourself w...Teenage dreams so hard to beat. Console yourself with the fact it would probably have gone sour anyway.Peter Gouldinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13292063172122249202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-50371537960576510312010-08-31T07:18:51.506-04:002010-08-31T07:18:51.506-04:00Dear C.L.,
I do remember how strongly feelings hit...Dear C.L.,<br />I do remember how strongly feelings hit at that time, how completely they seemed to take over.<br /><br />I don't think that growing older makes feelings less, but they are also not quite so much like fire on the skin. We scar and endure.<br /><br />Thanks for the memory. Thank goodness none of those wishes I had back then came true, too!<br /><br />Ann T.Ann T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11128699035211561119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-53490982213385312492010-08-31T04:51:59.697-04:002010-08-31T04:51:59.697-04:00Your teenage feelings were universal and your 10th...Your teenage feelings were universal and your 10th grade writing expressed them so personally.Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-28647725350295211922010-08-30T12:53:45.866-04:002010-08-30T12:53:45.866-04:00This captures high school longing perfectly. The a...This captures high school longing perfectly. The angst, the isolation, the fantasyland...<br />wonderful job!NanUhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11596765792663269178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-73638754716801041142010-08-30T12:07:00.007-04:002010-08-30T12:07:00.007-04:00A wonderfully idealistic poem, one that sweeps the...A wonderfully idealistic poem, one that sweeps the reader into strong emotions. As Wilde said, youth and beauty are the only things worth having.Sam Liuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01014838954712295981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-28405754825597550672010-08-30T11:55:31.487-04:002010-08-30T11:55:31.487-04:00Oh, the angst! Very nicely and simply expressed t...Oh, the angst! Very nicely and simply expressed though. We have such high-fallutin' ideas about love and life when we're young, don't we?Argenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10532506690426639326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6450087739317969489.post-91682800996780383852010-08-30T08:34:38.527-04:002010-08-30T08:34:38.527-04:00Well this captures the drama of high school perfec...Well this captures the drama of high school perfectly. So many crushes & so much unrequited love - & we so often missed what was right in front of us. <br /><br />Frankly, though, I'm glad you were oblivious - because it made you free for me :)The Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07509037206264761261noreply@blogger.com