The Bachelorette, and Some Poems

TITLE: The Bachelorette, and Some Poems
STATUS: Publish
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PRIMARY CATEGORY: Television
CATEGORY: Poetry
CATEGORY: Television

DATE: 01/23/2003 09:52:20 PM
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So I was watching "The Bachelorette" a couple of nights ago (no, I am not ashamed, dammit!).  One of the finalists, this guy Ryan, is a firefighter - and (apparently) a poet as well.  During his one-on-one date with Trista, he broke out this little piece he had written for her.  I found it more than a bit cheesy, but perhaps you won't.  I had to dig to find a copy of it online:


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Here I am
Not knowing where I stand.
Here I am
Looking for a place to land.
My heart in the palm of her hand
A boy dying to be her man
Between tomorrow and yesterday
What I really want to say
Is that I am falling for something about her.

She is to me
The rainbow through the rain
She is to me
The laughter through the pain
She's living in my dream
She's a vision and it seems
I'm falling for something about her.

Okay, okay.  Dry your tears and summon the composure to read on.  I found myself thinking: "Damn, I'm a poet.  If some oft-used metaphors and blah-blah rhyme scheme is all it takes, I should get almost as much action as firefighter-man."

So I'm posting this poem of mine.  It's already been published by Poetry.com, so I'm not worried about it being stolen:

<b>AT FIRST</b>


There is something about the smile of a girl
like a sunray through a magnifying glass,
beautiful, hot and lethal,
wrapped into one alluring borealis.

Outside we traded stories
from people to birthdays to cakes,
a white knight from a dark land
and an opening tiger-lily.

Her gaze remains with me still:
those eyes chilled with azure
to trap the unwary in intrigue
dance a sparkling jig in my memory
even now.

In my next post, I'll probably tell the story behind this one.  And ladies, please...don't throw your panties at the monitor.  I unfortunately can't see you; besides, if you're at work, it could be potentially embarrassing.  

Just kidding, of course.  I don't think I'm amazing - I just think I'm better than Ryan the fire-guy.     
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So I was watching "The Bachelorette" a couple of nights ago (no, I am not ashamed, dammit!).  One of the finalists, this guy Ryan, is a firefighter - and (apparently) a poet as well.  During his one-on-one date with Trista, he broke out this little piece he had written for her.  I found it more than a bit cheesy, but perhaps you won't.  I had to dig to find a copy of it online...
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: jide_cabana
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DATE: 01/26/2003 11:01:56 AM
Yes, Joe...actually, I CAN smell that.  Put it away.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Joe
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DATE: 01/26/2003 03:29:47 AM
I am throwing my jock strap at the monitor right now... can you smell that???
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AUTHOR: daina
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DATE: 01/24/2003 02:20:11 PM
this entry cracked me up!! you are so funny! and i was dying at how cheesy that guys poetry was. at least he was trying to be more than just muscles and good looks... trying...
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