Today I'm in joining in on the 2nd annual My So-Called Teenage Life blog hop hosted by christaramblesandwrites.blogspot.com
The rules:
Step One: Sign up
Step Two: Dust off those old sappy diaries bursting with teenage angst or high school notebooks filled with bad poetry*
Step Three: Skim through them until you find something share-worthy
Step Four: On Monday, March 25 POST IT on your blog
Optional: We love seeing old photos, so if you have one lying around of you as a teen, post that, too.
(*Didn't write in a journal or compose poetry as a teenager? Have no
fear! Counterfeit entries are welcome. Pretend you're a teenager and
write whatever you feel. Just make sure you're using your teenage voice. And if you're still a teenager, hey, you're going to basically rock this blog hop.)
So here goes!
I wrote regularly in a diary growing up, and although I continued to journal throughout high school, I spent a lot of time writing poetry in those teenage years. I was very dramatic, emotional, mostly positive, and sometimes dark and edgy. Here is one of those (more positive) poems...
To whisper is to dream,
To hear is to realize,
And to feel it all is to believe.
A flower comes into a hazy world.
It comes in without hesitating.
With each petal it feels sure and confident
as if it can handle anything.
And each storm blows in.
And each rain drop falls.
It may lose a petal here or there,
Or it may tear a leaf.
But it stays strong,
And holds itself up with all the strength it feels.
And the flower makes it through,
Not knowing what each day brings,
Or if a storm in the future will make it fall.
The flower keeps its strongest feelings,
And all its dreams held close
Because to feel it all is believe,
And to believe is to live.
Love, Forever Always, Rebecca Green (1992)
Did you write in a diary/journal, or some poetry during your teenage years?
Hope you enjoyed!
This is a blog hop, so make sure you take some time and check out the other bloggers joining in on the fun!
27 comments:
This is all kinds of awesome, Rebecca. Very deep! ha ha ha! I'm so glad you joined the blog hop. Thanks so much for posting. :)
And you are as strong as that flower!
Very nice! I never had enough courage to write poetry, so I admire you. And I LOVE the drama of it all. :)
Awww, I love this. I wrote one poem as a teen and didn't even care enough to save it. This is fantastic, I'm so glad you shared.
Why- thanks! I was so...well...insightful at that age (or at least I thought I was) This has been such a fun blog hop- everyone's stories are soooo great! :)
You are way too sweet! Thanks, Alex! :)
And at that age- I thought I was soooo good at the poetry... oh well. so fun to share the old stuff. Will have to share more in the future.
Thanks! :) -from my teenage self...
Very beautiful poem! It's very deep and emotional.
Aw, nice poem—and what a great message!
Hey! Not fair, as that one is really good!
Thanks:)
:) Thanks...I was all for messages through metaphors as a teen.
Thanks :) My teenage self would be gushing right now...
I wrote in a diary from the 8th grade thru college. Some of it is funny, others not so much. LOL I love how positive your poem is!! :)
I really never wrote in a journal - but I loved to write stories! I like your poem!
Thanks...a lot of my poems were very dark and not so positive- had to search for this one.
I kept a journal but wasn't much for poetry. I had no idea flowers had dreams and feelings, tho...;)
What a positive, inspiring poem! I never wrote ANYTHING happy, ever, ever, so my teenage self is a little jealous at such a rosy (haha, pun intended) outlook. :)
Isn't it a stitch how serious we all took ourselves back then? LOVE THIS!!
Yeah, well...you never know :)Lol!
:) Love it! and thanks.
Too funny- I agree :)
This is so cool to have this from the teen years!
That was really beautiful Rebecca.
I did a bit of poetry in middle school, but art was more my thing back then.
I love how positive this poem is, especially for the teen years. You even loved flowers back then. That's awesome!
A lot of my poems were very dark...I had to search a little for this one. Every once in a while I'd write something positive and meaningful- or at least I thought it was meaningful when I was 16ish...Lol! :)
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