She

She

A Poem by Yaooooooo

She

By

Jose M. Euvin

 

I sit there watching her once again

Wondering

Where’s she going?

Where’s she from?

Where did she come from?

Who can she be?

 

I heard her name many times before

But yet

I still don’t know who she is

 

She sits there quietly and often smiles

She looks like she hurts inside

What pain does she hide?

Under those immense eyes

 

Who can she feel for?

Or who has done her wrong

Why if not this man

Than who

 

I sit here and stare once again

Still trying to figure out

Why that sudden smile

Masked with so much pain

 

I dare not ask

For I rather wonder

And sit here as I watch her

Unfold in front of me

 

Her smile says much

Her eyes tell her story

 

Yet her lips never moved!

 

© 2008 Yaooooooo


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I site (sit) there watching her once again

Where she's going?
Where she's from?

"Where's she going?"
"Where's she from?"

the way you wrote it means 'where she is going' 'where she is from' which isn't really a question... more like a statement.

I head (heard) her name many times before
But yet
I still don't know who she's is (she is)... the apostrophe 's' reads as "she is is"

That said....

I dare not ask
For I rather wonder
And sit here as I watch her
Unfold in front of me

Her smile says much
Her eyes tell her story

Yet her lips never moved!

I love these lines. the image of her "unfolding in front of you" very nice. Just so you know I only point out these grammar mishaps to help, but it doesn't take away from the poem, for me, at all. I often have reviews of people telling me how I misspelled this, that, or the other... and I'm grateful, so don't take it negatively I really enjoy your work!




Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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A look, a position....those who pay attention can learn so much - unlike those of us like me who are so entangled in the 'right word...' we never get a clue. A well written, thought provoking piece.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is a really amazing piece. Nice write!!!

Heather

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

its a poem from a dif. aspect....really cool..i like it =]

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

this is amazing. awesome work

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Jose, you did a great job with the imagery in this poem, I think we all wonder about those we see through our own eyes, then we read their writings and we see much more of what those eyes tell us about the person. I myself always look deeply into a person, it is how I get to know them, should they spark my interest.
Tony


Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

it was very good peice. The eyes are the windows to the soul, after all. it was very flowy, too. Overall, a pretty good poem :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

A beautiful and sensitive ode to love, it's true when love so unexpectedly falls across your path the eyes have it and there is no need for words at all...both parties know...
I enjoyed this Jose...thank you...
Helen :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Body language...

Possums are pros at it. I guess it's all the hangin' around watchin' folks.

You seem to be good at it also... very nice vivid write.

Gordon

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Body language and the eyes are all that a person really needs to communicate. I like how you make it apparent that he understands what she is saying even though she has not yet said a word. I really liked this thank you for sending it my way.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

the who, where, what and why's could destoy us if we are not careful -- great writing -- loved the part about the eyes... i truly believe that the eyes are the windows to the souls -- it's what i notice frist about someone.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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