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| Open Poetry #6 |
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For Only One Day |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
I can taste the venom in your words A sound I pretend I never heard As the morning sun breaks the day We stand together at the beginning But we play a game only one is winning Then at the end, you lose your way The arrival of a strange emotion, You throw a heart into the ocean, And laugh though you know not why The reason is changing seasons into winter’s cold Here on the precipice I can no longer hold But drop, as a tear forms in your eye The most frightening thing of all Is that I was starting to fall When you looked my way Blindness clears and leaves recognition Lovers try to ignore their condition As the setting sun ends the day |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
I enjoyed this piece. Awareness, whether arriving early or late, is often a bitter pill to swallow, and you've expressed that very well here. Claire |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I absolutely love the rhyme scheme you got going on here  oh and the rest of the poems pretty good too |
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