Annabelle James


Catherine (They Called Us Dykes, We Called Them Lonely) - Poem by Annabelle James

Tonight, we spent hours on the cold cement,
lamenting our cold hearts.
They don't understand the complex layers
of our undefinable love
It is a feeling that permeates our entire beings
And yet, shall never be captured.
Or consumated.

Those shady months of gray
Cloaked my heart in the snow
Which fell on the ground that seperated us
Like a blade through my soul.
Morbid months, mourning the deceit,
the lies and the broken beer bottles.

No more does that lonely pole
stand unchallenged.
United by hatred (love)
And as the snow slowly melted into Spring,
It was finally clear that
She Loved Me Too.


Comments about Catherine (They Called Us Dykes, We Called Them Lonely) by Annabelle James

  • (12/24/2008 3:10:00 AM)


    A very nice poem, Annabelle. Still, the title doesn't match with the poem. I give u 10, though. (Report) Reply

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  • (8/18/2007 5:54:00 PM)


    I really have no idea what Chantel Braatz was talking about. I think this is a great poem. I gave it a ten.

    -Storm
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  • (5/8/2006 3:18:00 PM)


    WOW Your poem sucked way worse, what was the point of this peom anyways, if mine sounded like a 3 year old drunk then hell if I know what your sounds like, at least mine as coments and yours is the only one that people didnt like, and 85 people scored mine and none have scores for yours thats because yours

    Sucks ASS
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 5, 2006



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