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Imperfections flatter a canvas of dappled sky

White washed by age; sun rays beating down

Ancient stone walls protecting silver lined tears cried  

Only to find an angel’s tarnished and tattered crown

Falling straight from Grace while hearing whisper’s lullaby

Hiding behind sparkling pools of blue

The price of this life is consequence’s scared fire fly

Memories fade with each year brings promises to choose

Shattered dreams hang; actions are screaming to be set free

Mirrors around deceive perception

Matters of time; mind over matter; no guarantee

Thought there would be an experience; true life connection

Jani J. Fraim
©2005
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Written April 11th, 2005

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  • petitemaverick
    April 17, 2005
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    Need I say more?

    Such a lot of irony, well-coordinated with a fascinating vocabulary. Intriguing, exquisite. I don't know any poet who can quite put it the way you do. There are some unforgettable lines here (Dammit - the whole piece is unforgettable). My conclusion, after reading two of your poems, is that, you are a truly mature writer - that's the main thing. Every subject matter you tackle you view it with a neutral eye, or that's the way it seems.


  • poeticweaver gold member
    April 12, 2005
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    Well Done!

    Very detailed, I as well liked your choice of words, the content you pen is deep, and the imagery is crystal clear, and here, there, and everywhere...You sure know how to captivate the reader, great work here my friend, pen on! zzzz

    Some of my fav lines

    Imperfections flatter a canvas of dappled sky

    White washed by age; sun rays beating down

    Ancient stone walls protecting silver lined tears cried

    Only to find an angel’s tarnished and tattered crown

    Falling straight from Grace while hearing whisper’s lullaby

    Hiding behind sparkling pools of blue

    Awesome Pen!

    -Timothy The Poetic Weaver


  • LizardKing
    April 11, 2005
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    I'm not exactly sure what this is about, but it flowed very well, and I liked your choice of words. Not sure what else to say...