[Poetry] Legacy

Slayr231 said:

I've been reading through most of these poems over the course you have been posting them, but just really couldn't think of anything to say because poetry isn't exactly my forte. However "Stolen Stars" really stood out to me somehow. I think it was because of the last line.

It's just what the poem needed and the perfect ending for it as well. It stands out on its own and the extra gap just makes it stand out even more. It just really struck me. I don't have much of an explanation, but there you go.

I would love to comment on the others, but as I said before I'm still working on poetry, so I really can't think of much to say. Just thought I would drop by, give my two cents, and let you know that there is someone out there reading through these.

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An updated version was found in Riddel's notebook days after she passed away, so I guess I could go ahead and post it too. This was the last poem she posted on my forum, but her brother and best friend carried on her work and posted what they found so more will be posted.

And thank you. It really makes me glad someone's reading them.

[Stolen Stars] (Updated version)
Those eyes on me again
I could feel her loving gaze

We make the connection
-My eyes and hers
locked together-

Stunning blues I'd never seen before
And a sparkle so pure and beautiful
That I'd only seen it once before-
Shining in the night's sky


Somehow she had stolen the stars

[To The Dreamer]

Bring me those broken ones
The fearful and frightening ones
And somehow I will work through
And salvage the happiness
Through tears and screams
You'll wake in a fright
But that's the time of night
You need just call me
And I will mend those broken nightmares
Into pleasant dreams
Let me help you sleep peacefully
Even if it means losing the sleep I need

[Chord]

The lonely piano was silent
A player at its keys
Fingers waiting at the key tips
Hands urging the player to move them

A chord is struck
And the loneliness disappears

[Dream]

Standing on the shore
The water drifting in and out
I watched as the soft light
And pale sky
Rained down its colors
And drenched the world in blues

I watched as the waters calmed
The sounds softened
And the world blurred

Thus was the dream

[The Tapping Of Inspiration]

Bleakly,
She wallowed in sadness at the typewriter

A sigh escaped her lips

The quiet room embraced the sound until it faded
Relieved that, for a moment, there was no silence
For the room had grown quite fond of the tapping of the typewriter

That sound was one of her inspiration

But today the room lay silent
Except for the occasional sigh

Inspiration was absent and both the typewriter and room itself missed it dearly

[Trouble In The Stuffy Kingdom]

Oh Teddy Bear,
Sitting in the corner
Atop the dresser you call home
You see all
You know the happenings of the room

Despaired Stuffy Snake,
Stuck from slithering
Tail caught under the toy box
It was that stupid piggy that did this to you
Or at least isn't that what you think?

Dearest Dolly,
You were witness
To the horrid events of the day
But only from the point of view
From next to the lamp

Accused Piggy,
You were on the bed
When the toy box fell over
But how could you push something
That is so much heavier than you?

Oh Teddy Bear,
Tell us the truth
Was it the piggy
Or some other, harmful, brute?

Leading Lady Anna,
Sitting atop the bed so carelessly
No thinking of your stuffy kingdom below
You bounced and the toy box tumbled
And poor little snake was caught
And teddy bear just couldn't cover
For your carelessness this time too
The last twelve times had made you unaware
And piggy is done taking the heat

[Sweet Dreamers]

We shut our eyes every night
Ready for dreams of tomorrow
Brighter days and happier times
The most pleasant nighttime adventures

Never before had I shut my eyes
With fear of not awakening
But tonight I lie, the fear quite clear
Yet somehow my mind shows the light

We were sweet dreamers
Ready to escape reality for just a few hours
Laying our heads down for rest
Being greeted with the smiling faces
Of dreamy companions

Fighting great beasts of evil
Saving the day in one great bout
Or just having dreams
Of a day without burden
Sweet Dreamers we would always remain

And now one such as I
Lay for one final rest
Knowing now that waking wasn't an option
Yet with a smile on my face
I slipped away, to worlds only we would know
Us, the sweet dreamers

-----

Someone once showed up at my forum and said that Riddel told them this poem and to remember every word perfectly without writing it down. It would have been an impossible task for someone like me but I think this is amazing.

[Please Remember]

I know it hurt that day
The tears and sobs
The shutters and nods
But please I ask you
Remember

You may not know now
What I mean or why I ask
It may hurt and sting
But please I ask you
Remember

One day you'll know
Why I did this to you
And on that day
I wish I could stand next to you
Please Remember

Even the most painful of things
Can one day become sweet

-----

[Impossibilities]

Oh such amazing things
I wish I could do
But somehow they always say
Those are only impossibilities
But I want to try
And do my very best
So maybe someday they can smile
And tell me how the impossibilities
Have disappeared

[Change]

My heart wrenched
Twisted and writhed
You were crying in front of me
With the word change on your lips
Tell me I'm not the same
That I'm not worth it anymore
I cause too much pain
With such a dramatic change
But really was it me?
You looked at me
With different eyes
And a different expression
I swear you're not you anymore
Change is difficult

[My Soul]

Beauty and wonder
Shining so brightly
Smiling under
Grinning politely

We each hold something
Deep within
Under our skin
Under our sin
We show it rarely
And give it never
But this day I smile
And give you a glance
Of what it is
My soul
My self
My being

[What Does It Mean To Live?]

To write words down with passion
Is all I know how to do
So on paper I sound lovely
But aloud I struggle

It's understandable
To be gifted in one subject
And no others
That's why I do what I do

Words let me be myself
They don't judge me
Or laugh if I'm not perfect
They do what I want

Writing is my life
And as long as my words live
I will as well

[Cogs of Time]

If it was possible
I would do it
I miss you already
You had such an impact on my life
Forever I will remember your name
Such a fragil excistance
That's what we are
If I could I would
I would turn back
The Cogs of Time
For there were things
I did or said wrong
I know now just what it was
Now there is but one hope
One hope inside my heart
Since I cannot
I only hope you know
Just how much
I loved you

-----

This was written by Riddel in memory of her mother, who passed away from an accident back in 2006. It's sad to say that this is pretty much I feel about Riddel herself, now that she is gone too. I want to turn back time to any point in where I did or said something awful and just provide words of kindness instead. I guess all I can do is let my imagination take care of that.

Also, I would edit out the spelling mistakes but I didn't want to mess with it in any way. Just copied it in the exact same way she wrote it.

[Care]

To care is a gift
To love is a blessing
Once you know
And once you do
It's hard to forget
I care for you
More than I do
Anyone else
I give you something
As I give you my words
Something you might want
Or something you might not
But I do truely care for you

-----

Riddel wrote this on the same day she confessed to me. Not only did it feel great but it's not every day that you hear about a girl confessing to a guy. I expected it only moments before she confessed because her best friend had admitted to me that Riddel just wouldn't shut up about me. Not trying to ego-boost here, but hearing that someone won't shut up about you us kinda flattering, isn't? I would only talk to Riddel in those days, but when I found out she loved me....I fell in love as well. She liked the person I was and while I was misguided in my faith she tried to encourage me by telling me she loved how passionate I was about it.

I only have one more poem to show and I'll post it tomorrow. It was sent days after her death from someone who logged in her account and sent it to me privately along with a message, the latter for closure. I don't know who the person was, but I guess I'll get in on that tomorrow.

[No title]

Goodbyes, being the hardest
I find my eyes welling at the thought
But maybe someday
It can be a warm smile
And a hello once again

-----

It was very short, but the message is strong. I guess it comes from being a Christian, but I have always hoped to meet Riddel again after she passed away. For now I must remain here on Earth and just live the rest of my days.

The person who sent me Riddel's last message to me never revealed themselves, and in the message Riddel asked me not to press her brother and best friend for info since it wouldn't do me any good. This person also recited a poem they had committed to memory only (Sweet Dreamers), and I feel indebted to that person for being so kind to us.

I really can't imagine how Riddel must have felt when she wrote the message. I won't C&P it here, but it was pretty much her telling me she was thinking about what would become of me. All she could do was live the rest of her life with me and wished she could have been healthy. It's been five years and she still remains in my mind. While we didn't even make it to our first anniversary, a person like her engraves something wonderful in your soul, mind, and heart. Having gone through this experience, although painful, was also one of the most beautiful I ever had. Never take someone like that for granted.

Thank you all for reading her poetry. I want her poetry to live on in the hearts of others, perhaps even moving some of you to write your own.