Dancing
Authors note: Hey there peoples, long time no see. I'm sorry that I haven't posted anything lately, but school has been really busy and I've actually had to devote the majority of my creative writing efforts to my writing for English. Never fear, however, because I'm back... although for how long is anyone's guess.
For anyone who's waiting for the next instalment of "Home is where your best friend is", thankyou for being so patient; if it was me I would have already sent several e-mails telling myself to get on with it. I'm afraid that apart from being very busy, I have been somewhat unmotivated to keep going on it, and have found myself unable to come up with any ideas for what to write. If there's something that you'd like to happen, preferably something unexpected, or not too obvious, then feel free to tell me about it. Who knows, maybe you'll get me excited about an idea and make me want to write about it.
Anyway, this is just a random poem that I wrote for creative writing in English and was actually going to submit for English for my School Certificate (for anyone in NSW, you know what a big deal that is). Anywhoo, I'll shut up now and let you read.... enjoy!
Summary: Just a random poem that I wrote
Spoilers: How the heck can this thing include spoilers?! I live in Australia for goodness sake; we haven't even seen all of season 8 yet! #growls at channel 7#
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Yes, I own them. That's why as a shipper who desperately wants to see them together, I'm going my best to make them
- hide their feelings
- say the wrong thing when it matters the most
- date other people
- act like uncharacteristic jerks toward each other
- fight heaps
- avoid each other
- be rude to each other .... do I need to go on?
There once was a coupe who danced together
Whose chemistry made the two click
The envy they were, and they drew many stares
So attuned, so entrancing, so slick
They danced for a while, their style grew stronger
When suddenly one of them left
And although he returned after not too much time
Their rhythm was lost, bereft
Despite all their efforts, the dance was too hard
With neither in time with the other
Till they both gave up and they both left the floor
In hopes of finding another
But their efforts were futile, their searches in vain
And they ended up back on the floor
Where they both saw each other in need of a partner
And started to dance once more
Slowly, unsurely, they danced a bit faster
And finally established a beat
But their dancing was clumsy; they bumped other couples
And stepped on each others' feet
How they longed for the days when the dancing was easy
So exciting, so carefree, so fun
Now each time they danced close, she would stare at the ground
While he fought the strong urge to run
Alas, some things are not meant to be
And they never did get it quite right
After too many hurts, they both put each other
Out of reach, out of mind, out of sight
Their dance slowed down till it ground to a halt;
No more did they dance together
Though the music played on, they both sat alone
And would stay thus, regretful, forever
Like it? Hate it? Appalled that I actually intended to hand it in for English? Whatever you think, tell me about it. Pleeeeeeease? Anyone who reviews gets.... well, you get the self satisfaction of knowing that you made me happy :D