alice ann


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    alice ann

    why am i thinking of you alice ann
    i haven't seen you since the year after i graduated
    you looked lonely i remember
    we didn't make it to the Rock River High School all school reunion in 85'
    let's go to north albany alice ann
    you can teach me to dance
    i never learned
    why did you die alice ann
    i wish i had been there to hold your hand
    in that true blue simple pure innocent high school purple passion friendship that never dies spirit of Rock River High School 63' forever
    on a plane to San Juan alice ann
    plugged into leann rimes singing unchained melody
    the lonely arms of the sea wait for me wait for me
    the water is a hundred shades of blue and green over some island on the way to Puerto Rico alice ann
    i can see the bottom from 40,000 feet
    time can do so much for me to the lonely arms of the sea wait for me
    wait for me
    get your red head out of bed alice ann
    we're landing
    the back of the plane does it's little sideways movement to the wind
    the tires screech down on the concrete
    the sky is gone the ocean is gone
    the cargo door opens in front of my window
    the plane has stopped people are standing up
    waiting that interminable wait before they unlatch the people door
    i'm still in the headphones this is the fourth time around
    i'm hanging on to this girl hurling the last line of unchained melody
    into orbit around some planet i'll never see
    we are a long way from home alice ann
    wait for me wait for me

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    Teardrops commented on alice ann


    when someone dies we love then we never are truly gone . You are a very talented poet please never stop writing its your calling Marie

    HarverTomsson commented on alice ann


    We are nobody unless somebody grieves when they remember we are gone. I liked this one alot. There was a blonde Swede who perished a couple of years out of high school caught in a flash flood in Arizona, of all places. I thought of her while reading this piece. Whistful, nostalgic, and pensive. You took her on vacation with you. And now you brought her here. Great write. Harv



    Yes..I took her with me. And we were 2 small town kids a long way from home..Thanks Harv

    tenderpoison commented on alice ann


    I love the way you crafted this, it's exquisite. Like a dirge. 10



    Thank you Tender. She was a friend who died sadly. I wrote it just like it came to me, on a plane trip thinking of her listening to Leann. T64

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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