in reply to: I would like to know how to get my poems published submitted by
Lauren Hefferan on 12..2003 at 13:26:56
I have written several poems and would like to know how to go about getting them published. If you could give me some information I would greatly appreciate it. I have attached a copy of two of my poems, I would appreciate any feedback you can give me.
I look forward to hearing from you.
: **And Then There Was…**
I was four years old,
: All pink ribbons and fluffy mittens,
: The blood trickled down my knee
: And my bottom lip wobbled dangerously.
: And then there was you.
A shaky hand reached out and grasped mine,
: Pulling me to my ruby slippered feet.
: In one hand you held mine, in the other, a bag of sweets.
: You fished out a love heart and held it out nervously.
: “ Best Friends”
: And then there was us.
I was thirteen years old,
: All love letters and self conscious fidgeting.
: I watched her dance with him,
: My fluttering heart sinking like a weight,
: Overflowing with rejection.
I felt your hand squeeze mine
: As a solitary tear rolled down my cheek.
: I fiddled with the buckle on my dress and when I looked up
: You gave me a smile, and a red lollypop.
: And then there was love.
I was eighteen years old,
: All mini skirts and mascara.
: Cocktails and nicotine ran through our veins
: And we staggered arm in arm in a drunken jig
: Declaring our friendship to the world.
The lights came from no-where,
: I felt your hand leave mine,
: Never to return.
: Your body crumpled like a chocolate wrapper,
: You closed your eyes for the last time,
: And then there was heartache.
You were eighteen years old,
: All crisp white shirt and sleeping.
: I laid a hand on yours and felt the chill of your skin.,
: Unable to utter a sound,
: Unable to shatter the silence, unlike my heart.
I leaned down and kissed you goodnight,
: Trying not to feel the lifelessness of your lips.
: Laying a single red rose on your chest
: And a love heart next to your hand.
: “ Best Friends”
: And then there was me.
: "Save a Rainbow For Me" was written in memory of my older brother who died when i was 12.
: **Save A Rainbow For Me.**
I don’t what to think of you,
: I don’t know what to say,
: But there’s been a dark cloud hanging over me
: Since you went away.
I want to hate you for leaving me,
: Why didn’t you say goodbye?
: Did you really want to hurt me?
: Did you want to make me cry?
If that’s the case I’ll say well done,
: It certainly did the trick,
: Sleepless nights are familiar now
: You’ve had me worried sick.
I know that you can’t call me
: From way up where you are,
: I don’t suppose there’s telephones
: I don’t think they’d reach this far.
I often sit and talk to you
: But I don’t know if you can hear,
: I tell you all my worries
: And share with you my fear.
There’s so much I want to tell you,
: So much I want to know,
: I want to ask you where you are
: And why you had to go.
Are you always watching over me?
: Do I make you feel ashamed?
: I’ve made mistakes that you made
: I guess in some ways we’re the same.
I wish that I had had the chance
: To see you on that night ,
: To hold your hand and say goodbye,
: And kiss you sweet goodnight.
I often thought of joining you,
: When life was getting hard,
: I thought that I could share your cloud.
: Go swinging on your star.
But I know that when I saw you,
: You’d be sure to tell me no,
: You’d tell me that it wasn’t my time
: And you’d tell me “back you go”
You’d tell me not to worry,
: But I’d have to wait my turn,
: That you’d save me a rainbow next to yours
: Till it was my time to return.
“I’ll send the angels down for you”
: I bet that’s what you’d say,
: “They’ll fly you here upon their wings
: But you’ll have to wait for that day.
For right now you have things to do,
: People you need to see,
: But know you’ll never be alone
: Remember you’ve always got me.”
What I’d give to see your smiling face,
: Your eyes of green that shine,
: What I’d give for you to hug me tight
: To feel your hand in mine.
: You may be hidden in my heart,
: A happy memory,
: I may not see or hear you,
: But by my side you’ll always be.
© Labyrinth 1999