Michael

There She Goes There she goes, Just a light in the chaos, But in a second she is a gone.

There she goes, Just a crisp leaf in the wind, But she drifts too swiftly to grasp.

There she goes, Progressing through a moment in time, But I am stranded in the world of my memories

There she goes, Talking with her friends as she moves into the classroom But I feel I am not in her whispers

There she goes, Just two feet away, But a mile in my heart

There she goes, Just the girl I want But does she want me?

Dear Michael, I love this poem. Ever so much. It's sweet, and romantic, and shows off that etremely evident aspect of your personality without being in-your-face or cheesy. As far as romantic poems go, that's a mighty fine accomplishment! I'm really digging the "just two feet away, but a mile in my heart" and well as your leaf metaphor. Sweet job there =] I feel like "talking with her friends as she moves into the classroom" is rather expository, and it might benefit by depicting (maybe) how by being in a circle of friends she is guarded against you? Like you can't break that barrier and talk to her? Or something of the sort. Nice work Michael, I really enjoyed this one! Sincerely, Alexa Dear Michael, Great poem! you really convay youre emotions well. I got the sense from your poem, that the character speaking is not the most confident type, but i don't think that was the point of the poem. it is obvious that your poem is about love, and you show that really well. One thing i felt a little weird about was your crisp leaf example in the second part of your poem as crisp things give me a dry feeling, and although i get what you are saying about the girl, it just doen't give me the most pretty picture... other then that i like your ending where the character ends with a question, you really bring out what kind of personality this person has. nice job! sincerely Luke The birth of happiness

It is gnawing inside of me Forcing me in one direction I began to dissociate from reality Time passes and I open my eyes to eight silver letters Its all a blur until I find myself staring at it

The one pound, three ounce miracle wrapped in silver The spice flourishes through my nostrils before it even reaches my mouth Then all the clashing flavors dance on my tongue, To form a serendipity of fiery heaven And thus becomes that moment of warmth and ecstasy.

Slowly and steadily it begins to fill the emptiness inside me; It flows through my body giving me a buzz vodka couldn’t come close to. My hair was standing up on ends, as I am buzzing with the thrill There was a spark in my eye as I stared into its beauty and the glimmer of its shine With a big grin on my face, I was ready to take the world by storm

An Attempt at a Sappy Love Poem in the Awkward Form of a Pantoum By Michael Turow

Such emotion, it will change my world. Making my heart race, She is nothing short of the perfect girl, In that one moment, with that warm embrace.

Making my heart race, I slowly lean in and go for it, In that one moment, with that warm embrace.

I slowly lean in and go for it Knowing it is what is what I have to do  She makes me feel like I can finally commit Any future problem I may encounter, she will guide me through

Knowing it is what I have to do I let myself go all in, ask the right question, make the right move Any future problem I may encounter, she will guide me through That one word, one motion, fits in all the right grooves still needs a little work, but here it is with the ending..enjoy

”What happened last night?” I said as I slowly began to regain consciousness. I look around and for some reason I am laying in my backyard, with nothing but boxers on. And why can’t I get this damn beer bottle off my finger. Why is there a beer bottle on my finger?!? Ow! I start to walk towards the house. I pass two naked girls lying on the patio chairs. That’s interesting. Looks like they had a fun night. I finally get to the basement door and what I saw still frightens me to this day. I had no idea so many people can fit on the floor. There were guys on top of girls on top of girls. It was hard to count, but from a glance I would say around 65 people. One guy had a full suit on. I have no idea who that guy is. My best friend was shirtless and surrounded by the hottest girls in our school. Good for him.

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Dear Michael,

Romance is a prevalent theme in your pieces, especially in your short story “Prom” and poem “There She Goes.” I liked your choice to include the Timeflies quote at the beginning of “Prom” since it captures Brian’s attitude as he becomes more confident. Your descriptions of Brian’s emotions are creative and vivid, ranging from nervous, “stumbling to get in [his shoes]” and “nearly dropping [his] jacket,” to passion, their kiss taking him “to a place of bright stars and colors streaming all around.” There were a few sentences that felt awkward (“She returned the hug in a tight embrace that wiped away all the nerves that had built up getting ready for tonight”) but don’t detract much from the piece as a whole.

Sincerely, Leo

Dear Michael,

In “There She Goes,” I enjoyed the figurative language and imagery you used, especially “just a crisp leaf in the wind/But she drifts too swiftly to grasp.” Other lines, though have weaker wording, like “Talking with her friend as she move into the classroom.” I think the piece could be improved if you used stronger words. Also, I was confused as to what you meant by “Progressing through a moment in time.” Did you mean she is moving on, but (based on the line after that) you are stuck in the past, dwelling on your time with her?

Sincerely, Leo