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Last Dress
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Last Dress |
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LifeSinger Junior Member
since 2006-01-15
Posts 25Kentucky, USA |
Isolated in my own prison cloud, I have poured down all my sorrows. I’m staring out into the great sun shining. Waiting for tomorrow. Every next day brings to me, A chance to come back down, But I tell myself I’m just not ready, To again dawn that ballroom gown. The night is coming and in my ear, I hear a voice that’s saying, This is your eviction notice, I can see you are weary of staying. When morning breaks I sink down from my cloud, I open my closet door, Pull out the last dress I wore for you, And dance straight to the ballroom floor. Any critisism you have is welcome, i can always improve! |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Some of this flows pretty well as a story, get the idea that there is more behind it than just getting the dress from the closet, the ballroom and the eviction. Let that last line stay on your profile  ... |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
This is a beautiful poem. I like the way the words seem to flow along in dance on the page. Very pretty. hugs, Ethel |
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