Warrie's Dreams

Definitely Poetry Day. Posted poems on Tales From The Great Sea and A Voice in the Wind.

My poetry is hardly inspirational, but it says things quickly. That's the beauty of poetry for me. Instead of requiring chapters to set up scenes and develop characters, poems assume much and get right to the topic. Generally, I can say what I want within 100- to 300-words. This one took over 200.

These aren't my best poems, but I like them. I particularly like what I've been posting on Tales From The Great Sea. They speak to me.

Warrie's Dreams
by Bevie James

Warrie like to dream a lot, it made her feel better
She imagined she was beautiful, and wore Leedle’s sweater
Thoughts of being called at night, asked out for a date
Filled Warrie’s dreams but still she knew, for that she’d have to wait

It was sad to see the other girls, get asked to the dance
While Warrie stayed home all alone, she never got a chance
When she began state college, she thought her life would change
But still the boys did not call her, they said that she was strange

In time she came to realize, that she was destined to be single
And ceased to go out to the bars, or dances there to mingle
So Warrie lived a quiet life, she had a flat alone
No one called on Warrie then, she did not have a phone

In September of her senior year her landlord came to say
That Warrie must now share her flat with a senior girl named Faye
Faye moved in and all was well, the two grew friendly fast
And by the time the snows did fall, Warrie’s pain was past

Now Warrie lives a happy life, with Faye right by her side
Faye has asked to marry her, they’ve nothing more to hide
It’s not about being beautiful, it’s not about the dance
It’s letting someone touch your heart, it’s giving them a chance