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The One
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He was all I ever wanted
Through years of looking sad;
I looked and looked to find the one
Who'd fit the dreams I had.
I thought that I had found him,
Though it's not his to know
That after seeing all he had
There was more warmth in snow.
By Julianne Carlile
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--Submitted by Julianne Carlile on 2010-11-15.
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Julianne Carlile:
It is only part of the story. What happens next is not known. Most people who like this poem like it for that feeling of just having "dodged a bullet."
Posted 11/17/2010 10:58 PM
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sillygirl:
Also, I think the intent of the "one per week" rule is to encourage people to keep coming back, and to prevent one person from posting a bazillion poems all at one time. I for one am not offended by the length of time you waited - it seems appropriate to me, no apologies necessary. :)
Posted 11/16/2010 07:08 AM
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sillygirl:
I'm left curious about what happens next - it seems to be only part of the story, the beginning of the journey.
Posted 11/16/2010 06:57 AM
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Julianne Carlile:
Women seem to like this poem better than men.
Posted 11/15/2010 01:48 PM
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David Cooke:
My interest was peaked by the last line and the metaphorical detail it lent to the poem. The poem really starts there. Unfortunately it also ends there. Keep going with the details and the introduction of snow and/or winter. Give us a poem we can see and feel before giving us a poem that rhymes.
Posted 11/15/2010 12:38 PM
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Julianne Carlile:
I realize it looks like I posted more than one poem in a week, but I am taking a week as running from Monday-Sunday, so I will not post another until next Monday. Sorry.
Posted 11/15/2010 05:04 AM
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