Poems


"There was a young man from Raleigh
Who decided to act on a folly
He stood in a line
For a long, long time
And proved he could sing, by golly."

--Dorothy

Big Green Eyes That will stay Forever
Those Big Ears Will always stay Forever
Best Talent of all Forever
I wish i could fly on the wings of love with you
just the two of us Forever
Clay will be in my dreams Forever

-- Noelle Wigginton

Clay Aiken is a wonderful man.
He has brown hair and a slight tan.
His voice pierces you like the cold winter wind,
and the hair on your neck raises like pins.
His charming colorful sparkling eyes sing,
as he takes the world over as singing king.
No matter if Ruben won the game,
His story is not yet done or tamed,
When his voice is vital
I'll always remember he'll be my american idol.

-- Brittney Morrow

"Singing his heart out every week,
each time Clay reaches his peak,
with the soft love tunes,hes sure a hit,
and his innocent smile don't forget,
making the crowd just go wild,
by just flashing his adoring smile,
every week just getting it right,
I just can't wait till Tues.night,
To see what song he will sing,
A voice that carries an angels wing,
"Wheres that voice coming from?" They always say,
I will tell you where,It's coming from Clay!
Good Luck Clay!"

-- Christina Lowman




What defines an angel? Is an angel a person that saves someone from going insane, just by doing one little thing?
Or is an angel someone that cares more for other people than they do for themselves?
An angel could be someone who was put on this earth to accomplish something and make people feel things that are so wonderful.
An angel can do all these things, and more, and I know this because America and I have found OUR angel...
Clay Aiken.
Thank you for everything you do, and how many people you have touched, Clayton.  I love you!

-- Holly Driggers


"What You Did For Us!"

Clay did more than sing, he gave us a hope,
To never give up and believe in yourself.
And to get to the top,
You must put your pride on the shelf.
Clay did more than sing, he gave us chills,
Each and every time he sang,
It felt like a shiver,
Or on the neck, a fang
Clay did more than sing, he gave us pride,
To he was from our home town
He would 'sing his face off'
And never let us down.
Clay did more than sing, he impressed,
the jugdes, guests, and fans
And every time he finished,
there was a show of many hands.
THANK YOU CLAYTON

-- Lee Phillips

"Clay and I"

There once was a girl who loved Clay
He was in every sentence she'd say
He was the crush
That turned her to mush
And then came that one fateful day

She got tickets to see him in show
She wanted him to be her new beau
A wedding dress she wore
She got attention galore
And caught his eye from below

As he made his way up to her seat
At once her heart started to beat
She nearly fainted
Her face looked painted
Like a China doll, white as a sheet

As she looked in the eyes of Clay
Her feelings went every which way
Just as he spoke
She sadly awoke
Ooh!  The concert's today!

YAY!!!
--
Emma Harkins

"My Special Love"

In the past, I had nobody,
I never knew true love,
But then I found you, My Special Love
 
 
When you are with me,
I feel your arms around me,
hugging me tightly,
I just can’t stop thinking of you.
I think about you everyday.
Your beautiful heart and soul shines through for it doesn’t matter how I look.
I am glad to have someone special like you.
I am so close to you,
We are like one soul
One heart and one mind,
Together we are as one,
Our love will conquer all,
We have not known each other too long,
But we are closer than those who have known each other their whole lives.
I am so glad that you love me.
I love you always, forever, and for life.

-- Ginny McGill

For helping others
Before yourself

For those classy shirts
And hot, tight jeans

For your mom as your idol
And loving her so

For "This Is the night"
And how much it means

For joking around
And being an ol' kid

For being a gentleman
Anytime and place

For giving something
Back to your home
And for being so cute
Making a silly face

For being a man
And crying in public

For playing along
And having fun

For being 100%
Unashamed about your faith

For your legendary "solitare"
That you amazingly sung

For being a teacher
And not even trying

For all the hot outfits
That you always wore

For Simon saying
You were the best he'd heard

For thanking God
When he opened the door

For the vary last note
Of the entire competition

For never, ever
Taking yourself seriously

For making everyone notice
What I'd known all along

For while in public
Acting so gracefully

For showing us that heart
Ment more to us than image

For that red leather jacket
And that round-the-world wiggle

For a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down

For that million dollar smile
And cute baby giggle

For making a promise
Always intending to keep

For your WWJD?
Hope, faith, and love

For building me up buttercup
Not breaking my stolen heart

For you, Clay Aiken
Then one I truly love

For being a southern gentleman
Who gave us your heart

For becoming a ture hero
Because you heart is full

For singing your heart out
Leaving fans speachless, in love

For being you, Clay Aiken
My true American Idol

--Dorian Davis

"My Beloved Idol"

It was only a short time ago
When I searched the net
To find some one
That I could admire
And when I saw in his info
I found in him,
a very beautiful young man
who stands for everything
That I believe is an example
Of an American role model 

When I first heard him sing
On a clip of a late night show
He wooed with his singing
That I knew I wanted him 

Each week I see him,
I’m always anxious
To dial his number
And through those short weeks
I have fallen more and more in love
With that beautiful voice
Such pure angelic power
That oozes his heart and soul
Through every lyric 

You have grown so much
whenever I saw you
Taking criticism in the way
That I wish I would 

You built me up, Buttercup
You blew me away with “Solitaire”
And you made my heart melt
With your unchained melody 

Your compassion for children
Your purity of heart and soul
And your selflessness and generosity
To those in need is a blessing
To have someone in my generation
Who strives to make a difference
In this world
Your incredible presence and charisma
Has made your spirit shine through
Your humbleness is something
That I envy
And your affection for others
Is something that I long for
And to feel your arms around me
Is something I would give my life for 

When I saw you hold that girl’s hand
And sing to her
I wish you were holding mine
So that I could feel your inner beauty
Burning through when you sang
In your beautiful green eyes
How much you love me 

And when I see you asleep
You look so peaceful and angelic
That I want to lie down beside you
Cuddle by you and drift to sleep 

If I see you in person
I fear that I would be too scared
To look at your face
And hear the way you talk
As it makes me speechless 

I never thought that I would
Have so much devotion
for a man like you
That I don’t even know
In just a short time
And that I would be
So much in love with you 

It doesn’t matter how you look
Because the beauty that
Shines from within
Makes you more attractive to me 

I know that you will touch more people
With your music and your singing
And improve the lives
Of people all over the world
No matter what the outcome
You will always be
My beloved idol 

-- Ginny McGill

"When An Angel Sings"

When an angel sings,
the world stops
to listen with its collective ear.

When an angel sings,
the heavens r e a c h down
and touch the earth with Glory
and touch hearts with Purity.

When an angel sings,
beauty and light appear
within.
From his very essence shine
Goodness and Decency.

When an angel sings,
virtue is bestowed
upon mankind;
a gift
from Divinity.

When an angel sings,
eyes open up to his soul
~windows~
and we see a heart
poured out passionately
upon earth's people.

When an angel sings,
life holds still
for one brief instant.
Hearts and souls weep
from the goodness
his voice accords them.

When an angel sings,
I delight in senses.
I tingle and shiver
within my core
Aware that I have encountered
a veritable gift from God.

When an angel sings,
all is right with the world
for an instant.

When an angel sings,
God accompanies him
with plans and ideas
for humanity.
God completes His work
as an angel sings

Sing angel
evermore
while God
fashions and molds me
into His image
and forms me for His Good Works.

Thank God for your angelic voice, Clay Aiken.
Thank YOU for choosing to share it with humanity.



--
Kelly Bond

"His Gift to Me"

I see him there
Standing before us.
Power and gentleness,
Both.

Anticipation fills me.
Electricity sparks.
He begins-I hesitate to breathe.

Quickly, his sweet humility is concealed,
By the strength of his spirit,
By the power of his voice so pure and crisp.

P i e r c i n g the air, he invites me to become
With him.
His essence, his caring, and compassion flow easily
and I drink them in, welcoming them warmly.

He commands the openness of the stage,
Fills it to the highest height,
Touches each corner with his boyish charm,
his very presence.

Anxiety hidden by charisma,
by a faith that allowed him to believe, to hope,
to strive for a dream.

Never again will he be the same.
Nor I.

I am changed for experiencing
this vulnerable man
who invited me
who beckoned me
with his very soul, his gift:

Take chances, those emerald eyes plead,
Dream dreams, the lashes beseech of me,
Change lives, Give of self to others.
Be you. Only. No airs, no conceit.

Suddenly,
too soon,
it ends.
Song fades now
And, yet, no silence.
Rather, a roar: deafening, crashing.

He stands,
Solid, apprehensive.
With power.
With gentleness.
Before Us.

Mouthing a "thank-you"
Sharing a sincere wink, a wave,
and silently, within his heart,
offering a prayer of thanks
To God for the opportunity.

I see him there
And, with him, I.
Together, we each have become,
we ARE ourselves.

An unspoken message becomes his gift to me.

Thank You Clay Aiken

-- Kelly Bond

 

We hear a voice like an angels touch,
The kind u drool over o so much.
We cant wait to her him sing,
Its just like flying on angels wings.
He takes us in to his world,
The world where anything is possible.
Clay will always be apart of us,
soothing us with his tender touch.

--Taylor

Losing everything
feels like the sun
goin' down on me
u            s
h            g            &
k         clay          z
i              s
s

-- Amber

Voice Of An Angel

The voice form an angel,
sent from above,
soft smile, sweet lips,
playful winks that we love.
Ruben, Josh and Trenyce,
Carmen and 2 Kims,
each have their own talenrt but cannot compare to him.
But there's not doubt that in this writer's mind,
that our dear sweet clay,
is truly one of a KIND.
And when it comes down to it,
only one choice's worth makin'
the true American Idol, is OF COURSE, Clay Aiken.

--Natalia

One voice
One man
One heart
A million fans
An angel
Sent from heaven above
To share his gift
Making America fall in love
Many of you know
There is no need to say
The man I just described
Is our Clay!!

--Rya

aiken for clayton: north carolina is his home state
becoming the american idol is fate
he has america jumping to their feet
dancing to the rythem and the beat.
simon says he doesnt look like a star but
clay proved him wrong by far.
every night n every day my vote is for my guy clay.
the sound of his voice is so divine
tuesday@8 is his tme 2 shine.
hes a star and his singing can set you free
america i give you
clay aiken the american idol of2003
--Natalia

"The Story In Your Eyes"

As I look in those two deep green pools of meaning
I see innocence, pure innocence
I see someone who tries their hardest
To sing as they might, accept as they might, love as they might
I see someone with a story bigger than my own
A story of courage, friendship, rewards, and defeats
But friendship victors over defeat in your eyes
And that's why I love you
I truly, truly love you
--
Emma Harkins

"Now I Know How it Feels"

"Now I know how it feels to be the lonely girl
with so much love for one person.
Now I know how it feels to hear his voice,
yet he will never hear yours.
Now I know how it feels to have someone touch your
heart so,
but you will never touch their's.
Now I know how it feels to want to be with a person
all the time,
but can never reach them.
Now I know how it feels to gaze into his eyes,
but he can't gaze back.
Now I know how it feels to love someone with so much
passion,
yet they don't feel that way back.
Now I know how it feels, thanks to you."

-- Ellie Wedin

"As I Look At You"

I look at you next to the velvet teddy bear
From the tips of your toes, to your spiky, brown hair

You glow with confidence, love, and pride
And your name was said not, you never cried

Instead you were happy for your lucky, close friend
That test did not make your friendship bend

You laughed and you were a perfect good sport
For a true idol, you're just the sort
--
Emma Harkins


One long night,
you sleep on the pavement.
A grain of sand.
The new day breaks. 

The line moves slowly, your turn,
it’s time to go.
On your chest, your new name,
number 5230. 

Heart beat, palms wet,
adrenaline.
Humble man,
an instrument of Seraphim. 

This is the closest you’ve come to fame,
so far.
The three are baffled – what to do?
“…you don’t look like a pop star.” 

Crooked smile, arms at your back,
you know.
This is not the last they’ll see of
number 5230. 

The public speaks, a second chance, wildcard -
a gift from God.
The Attention, the fans, applause,
so new, so odd. 

A transformation, a new look,
all for show.
You’re still the same man,
but no longer, number 5230. 

A new life, a new purpose,
God’s plan makes it so.
Remember those who loved you,
when you were number 5230.

-- Donna
It 's raining in torrents,
And me with no coat,
My music was all
That could keep me afloat.
I had all the genres,
From Beatles to Sting,
But it seemed that my playlist
Was licking one thing.
Some songs made me happy,
Some songs made me cry,
Some songs I played
When I wanted to die.
On gray days when live,
Took it's nasty old toll,
There were songs that I played
To climb out of that hole.
Where is my angel?
Where is my song?
Why am I alone when everything's wrong?
Is there nothing to live, or nothing to love?
Why can't I hear that voice from above?
Life kept on going,
with each chorus and verse,
And suddenly it became
Quiet a bit worse.
I began to despair,
there was no song for me,
My friends found me refuge
On FOX 43.
Because there he was,
singing "Everlasting Love",
Gorgeous, incredible
Pure as a dove.
His voice gave me chills,
I had nothing to say,
From then I heard him
Sing every day.
Where is my angel?
Where is my song?
Now I know who to turn to
When life goes all wrong.
I finally found him,
My angel,
My love
Clay Aiken my beautiful voice from above.
--
Natalia Cintas
"He Is With Me So"

There once was a hottie named Clay
Who kept my heart beating all day

And he sang to me in my mind and heart
And at me threw Cupid's true love dart

I thought about him day and night
His picture never left my sight

I went crazy with longing and wanted a kiss
Please, just one moment of Heavenly bliss
--
Emma Harkins