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A Portrait of Ginger

Emmanuel
we sang together,
voices intertwining
like smoke and incense
communing in worship.

Were we holding hands?

If I could capture you in watercolor
I'd picture you just like this:
Glittering with love.

I'd paint you shimmering,
your hair in pigtails.
Happy.
I'd paint you the way you remain in my dreams
nearly seven years after your death.
But I don't have your talent for painting
and I can't put you into words.

Author notes

This is about a dear friend on mine who passed away 7 years ago.  If you'd like to rad more about her, or perhaps read some of her poetry, check her page from the link in my bio.
Written May 19th, 2005

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  • Haunted Doll
    May 19, 2006
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    another amazing poem about your friend. words often don't do justice to the feelings we have, nor do portraits to those people. Funny how our memory becomes a reel of film. A movie of all you hold dear. Haunting...


  • evlclown
    June 16, 2005
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    Portrayed with a stong and vivid pen... heart wrenching and moving...
    Thank you


  • Whispers79
    June 8, 2005
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    This is also beautiful and so very honest and heartfelt what a tribute to your friend...there is joy and sorrow in each and every line of this - it is obviously from the depths of your soul...thanks for sharing such art....
    Tisha


  • fae
    May 28, 2005
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    Great! Thanks

  • Saraphina
    May 28, 2005
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    k- fixed the typo

  • fae
    May 28, 2005
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    OVERALL
    Truly a magical poem. Obviously a sad, sad event this death, but you’ve painted a great picture in words indeed. I admire these lines of the poem:

    I'd paint you the way you remain in my dreams
    nearly seven years after your death.
    But I don't have your talent for painting
    and I can't put you into words.

    How often have I felt this? It is so hard to turn people into words. To get that ‘mote juste’, the right word. Thank you so very much for entering the WRITE FROM YOUR SOUL contest ~ Rhia

    TYPOS

    your hair is pigtails.
    -your hair in pigtails

    SUGGESTIONS
    Other than expounding on this great poem further in length, I have no suggestions. I love it!

    NOTE: Contest-wise, only the items listed by me as TYPOS would need to be fixed in order to win. This is only my opinion of typos- I am aware they mean something different for everyone. This disclaimer is included in all reviews. Lol.

    NEW NOTE PLEASE READ
    If you have made changes SINCE my initial review, please IM me so I know to re-read it for the contest. Thanks!


  • malintir
    May 20, 2005
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    ^^ Ooo... very nice. :3 -Wags tail- ^^ Such a nice simplistic display of love that you have here. Even through the death... Very touching and wonderful.

    Best of luck in the contest!

    *Moon Bless
    Tir


  • loved by angels
    May 19, 2005
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    wow.. i like this poem. ecpsecialy. scince oyu didnt make it rhyme.. casue it would have been to fake if you tried to get the rhyming it, still. the simplicity of this poem is overpowring and inspiring, i love it, and i might write a response to it in your contest

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