A pale figure moves from the shadows,
Wearing a white gown adorned with lace,
As she moves ever so slowly,
I try to catch a glimpse of her face.
She all but runs away from me,
I try to catch up, walking at a steady pace,
Only to realize when I catch her,
I see a mirror image of my face.
I wonder what is happening,
What all of this could mean,
Then I realize something,
That before I'd never seen.
There are gashes upon her wrists,
Tears stained at the corner of her eye,
A smile upon her face,
She was ready to die.
But how could that be,
I stand right here,
I know that my time to die,
Can't possibly be that near.
But, then I go to a room,
One I've never seen before,
And all I had to do to get there,
Was open a single door.
I look upon a casket,
Made of cherry wood,
Then something occurred to me,
Something I understood.
I walked over to the casket,
Once again I saw my face,
Wearing the same white dress,
With roses on white lace.
Author notes
I chose option 2.
Written May 31st, 2006
A contest entry
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350 points, ended June 17, 2006, 20 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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500 points, ended August 1, 2007, 40 entries
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There are gashes upon her wrists,
Tears stained at the corner of her eye,
A smile upon her face,
She was ready to die.
But how could that be,
I stand right here,
I know that my time to die,
Can't possibly be that near.
i loved those lines, they was my favorite. good poem and i say, this is one of the best i have read, lol good job on this piece and i wish you the best of luck in this contes -
This was an amazing poem.. i really really liked reading it...GREAT WRITE...utterly fantastic!!!
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Wow this is so fantastic. You took such a great title and turned it into a lovely write. Your word choice and ... well... just everything is awsome! You did a fantastic job! Keep it up!
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I can't say it enough babe, That you are an excellent writer and one hell of a girlfriend. I love you writing as much as I love you it always catches me off guard how good you truely are. The way the words pour out of you soul on to the paper is not only a talent but a gift from god, and use that gift quite nicely I might add. I Love you and keep up the FANTASTIC WORK!
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Wonderful! This poem flows wonderfully, it is sad and just...a good use of the title given! I loved the twist with the mirror, and the way this poem is as much a story as a poem. The words are lovely, and the end was just so bitter and so sweet. One one thing, you miss an r on the roses on the last line. Thank you so much for entering my contest! Keep the ink flowing!
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