Open Poetry #11 |
Burned From the Sky |
Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief |
I can remember when I was born. You looked so nice that summer day. The glow in your cheeks showed, what I thought would never go away. Then I lost the smile that had reflected in your eyes. The light was gone. The stars fell from the skies. Now I know what it means to forget. I know the untainted truth in life. I have lived unavoidable the hardships. I too once swam in the tides of strife. Like a rag doll laid out for charity all I had once loved had turned. And just like the velveteen rabbit My untold fate had been burned. Burn baby burn. Ashes of yesterday float their way to heaven on lies. Burn baby burn. Just like when the stars fell from the skies. [This message has been edited by Effigy (edited 11-29-2000).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
It does feel like a burn when there is loss, just like you've described. What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the words I have read in my life. Walt Whitman |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Effigy~ this is very sad.......and very well written. -SEA |
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Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief |
Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed. |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
heartfelt poem. great imagery... ((hugs) Charisma |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
Enjoyed it!!!!!!!!!! |
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forne_marin Member
since 2004-04-13
Posts 140Spartanburg, South Carolina |
Blah blah blah. You can do better. I believe the most important component of a poem is rhythm. Rhythm is the heartbeat of a poem. It is what makes poetry poetry. |
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