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I see her, I hear her

The night is cool
but the wind brings a chill to me
As I walk the tarmac path
gleaming from the lamppost's above me
The path narrows
grass surrounds me, ahead..
I see a bench
A young lady sits upon it
Beautifully, as if like an angel
A glisten in her eye
appears like tears
I walk and walk forever
the bench becomes no nearer
The path narrows further, I blink...
I'm sitting next to her now
She doesn't look at me
Her gaze fixed straight ahead
Then a tear rolls down her cheek
with a sigh she turns to me
How can this be, I rub my eyes, I blink....
She is gone
Was that she who was once loved by me
but now has passed on, I blink....
I stare at the ceiling, awoken from my slumber
It was just a dream
But I saw her in my minds eye
Then outside the window
A bolt of thunder
I hear her and see her everyday.

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Written June 21st, 2006

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  • lake of dremas
    September 25
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    sweet imagination

  • this is very thought provoking. it is very original and i like how it is written. good job and good luck in the contest!

  • Hmm..This is good.. I didn't really get a sense who she was and why she was crying. The title of the poem is unique.
    Rose

  • ThEcHoSeNoNe
    October 1, 2006
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    I cant do the rose....aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh


  • PerfectImperfection
    September 28, 2006
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    That is fine - thank you for tryin'!

  • ThEcHoSeNoNe
    September 24, 2006
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    Thanks very much for the comment. Sorry about not putting the rose in, i tried but it did'nt work, maybe i was doing something wrong. How bouts I just reasure you that I have indeed read the rules.

    Aaron.

  • PerfectImperfection
    September 23, 2006
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    A lovely underlying story; sad and thought provoking. Very nice piece! Thanks so much for entering!
    [I see no rose in your author's comments! ]


    allpoetry.com/Column/306041
    for more emoticons


  • choaticrose
    August 17, 2006
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    very unqiue writting.. very imaginative.. great job.. best wishes on your poem


  • innocence jaded.xx
    July 14, 2006
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    Aww I thought this was really good! Thanks for entering and goo luck in my contest!

  • LostAtDreams
    June 28, 2006
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    Niice write and a good read thanks for entering and good luck

  • ThEcHoSeNoNe
    June 22, 2006
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    Tarmac is a surface made of Tarmacadam. Tarmacadam is a material made of stone or slag, bound with tar, commonly used for paving roads or.....paths...like the ones in parks. My poem is amazing because it came from within me, I am unique, therefore my poem is unique, therefore it is amazing. As is every other poem entered in this compition. Well done everyone, keep up the good work.

    Aaron.


  • brothaluv
    June 21, 2006
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    'tarmac' isnt that something to do with the military??? just wondering...what makes your poem amazing??
    -Anthony

  • ThEcHoSeNoNe
    June 21, 2006
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    Thnx alot for the comment on my poem, I try my best to put accross as much emotion as possible in all my work. Tnx again. Aaron.

  • Chayos14
    June 21, 2006
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    hey i like it so much keep up ur skill is writting i can tell keep up and good luck

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