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Her Ghost In The Fog

Her spirit lingers
Softly, without asking
Forgetfulness keeps her safe

Her desire hangs
Imaginary lights fading
Solitude is wherever she roams

Her voice weakens
In the night sky
Just a silent echo of what once was
No light can guide her now
She must find her own way
Or remain as a ghost in the fog

Her head falls
Limp, sorrowful and weary
A lonely seraphim, incomplete

Her face lifts
To the halo bearing down
As she remembers who she was

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25th March 2006 @ 04:25 GMT
Written March 24th, 2006

A contest entry

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  • Beautiful-N-Broken gold member
    October 25

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    Oh wow!! Terrific write!! I really enjoyed reading this. Thank you so much for entering this into my contest and giving me the chance to read it. Good luck hun!!


  • DefinitiveFreak silver member
    April 8, 2006
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    This sounds like it's about a fallen angel, trapped in somewhere like Limbo, or something. I liked it, very nice indeed. Best of luck in the contest!


  • Night Hope gold member
    March 30, 2006
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    "Her spirit lingers
    Softly, without asking
    Forgetfulness keeps her safe"

    This has a quiet sense of solitude about it...it makes us pause & ponder our own existence...there are many layers that require us to unveil our own thoughts in perspective...good imagery & verbiage, grand flow...well done...Thank you for sharing this part of yourself with us...Good luck in the contest...Be well, Poet... Wanda


  • The Hidden Darkness
    March 30, 2006
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    wow from what i read this was good, im gonna bookmark it and give it a proper read when i have better time!


  • q-pid
    March 30, 2006
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    Her head falls
    Limp, sorrowful and weary
    A lonely seraphim, incomplete

    Her face lifts
    To the halo bearing down
    As she remembers who she was

    Brilliant!!! ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT!!! I'm very impressed with this one. Great imagery. I could really feel the emotion in this peice. It's very heartfelt. Great write!!! I love it.

    q-pid

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