Young Writers Society

For a friend who I may not ever see again. For Nicola.

Leaving Works Two Ways.

The grass waves goodbye without feeling,
stuck on the thought that the wind will never leave.
Shelter ourselves with the suns impressions,
embraces don't make silhouettes like they used to.

I still have your tears on my shoulder,
and I'll leave them there until you come for them.
They hang like portraits of defeated artists,
expressing reasons for the end for all to look on.

Smiles were clouded skies from where I was,
but on looking down they were blessed with light.
Cliches given new meaning they badly need,
only you could have done this to my broken words.

And its helps to know that,
together we were our favourite song.

that was really really pretty. God i'm teary eyed...
What happened to Nicola?

I still have your tears on my shoulder,
and I'll leave them there until you come for them.

that was my favorite part (sorrry I suck at critic but rule at butt kissery )
Keep it up, this was beautiful.

The Black Rose wrote:What happened to Nicola?

She moved away.

Wow, that was beautiful. I love your imagery and contrasts with words... this was really awesome.
Awesome job

The last line was absolutely ah-mazing. Most people know that the last line's important but don't quite know how to nail them...you do, apparently.

I agree with everyone above... very well done.

"The grass waves goodbye without feeling,
stuck on the thought that the wind will never leave."

I like the irony here- that the grass can only wave "goodbye" while the wind is there to blow it.

"Shelter ourselves with the suns impressions,

"embraces don't make silhouettes like they used to."
Good visual


"I still have your tears on my shoulder,
and I'll leave them there until you come for them."
Very poignant

"They hang like portraits of defeated artists,
expressing reasons for the end for all to look on."
All those monosyllable works make that line a but awkward.

Smiles were clouded skies from where I was,
but on looking down they were blessed with light.

"Cliches given new meaning they badly need,
only you could have done this to my broken words."
A bit sloppy in the syntax

"And its helps to know that,
together we were our favourite song."
Very sweet.

Overall, very effective. The content is great, and I think you can make it shine with a bit of editing.

Inertia, 'tis me.
Love this piece. So much feeling and great imagery.