| Open Poetry #21 |
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aries_luv_ppl Senior Member
since 2001-09-20
Posts 1448Universal Mind
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As she passes through that door, have she waved at me, glancing back as if she missed me? When she looks at me, does she see a mirror, with spacious white wall? Or does she see the garden of glass stone with flowers, accompanying her memoriesss? Would she want to have a walk but time does not allow, leaving a regret for life? What would she do today, just sitting on a chair all by herself alone in her room? //sometimes, memories is like a blank, and the feeling is uneasy Eliza Simmons |
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cherrypoptart Member
since 2002-06-09
Posts 109state of wordthiness |
Very interesting and good write. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Like this...James |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Made me think of The Yellow Wallpaper. Enjoyed... These smiling eyes are just a mirror for the sun. |
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aries_luv_ppl Senior Member
since 2001-09-20
Posts 1448Universal Mind |
thanks all for responsing to this poem how's summer everybody?Eliza Simmons |
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