What happened to the girl I knew?
Vermillion fit you like a shoe.
Or laughter pealed in shades of ochre
nicknamed our family's little joker--
You’d stay the gray of any day.
Least not forget blue tints of truth,
when emerald eyes spoke warm vermouth
instead of empty vacant stares
cast down to ground and unaware--
You’ve gone and left the soul bereft.
And now the mirror simply shows
this echo of the girl I know.
No vibrancy of pallet seas
just misty watered memories--
An ordinary ghostly host.
That’s how I see myself, "plain glass inside the window's frame,
where there was once stained glass in the window pane."
Author notes
Written June 27th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- Best Poet On AP:Season:2:Round:1 by wakingdevil.
600 points, ended November 25, 2006, 38 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A beautiful poem, very well written and the unique rhyme scheme added to the flavour of the poem.Well done, thanks for entering and best of luck
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Thank you! :)
I play with so many rhyme schemes it's rediculas, I'm glad you liked it
Thank you for your kind thoughts and good luck with this new undertaking!
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Good morning Dins, thank you for stopping by to read my work and for leaving your kind thoughts behind, I truly appreciate it!
Blessings
Sandi
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This is truly special - your wording is very well chosen and the starkness of the black on white compliament this write perfectly!
~Dins~
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Good morning elaine!
It's so great to hear from you this day, I've been gone it seems forever. I hope life is treating you kind my friend.
Thank you for your continued support of my work, I truly appreciate you
Have a blessed day! Sandi
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lovely words annd colours
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Hi, Thank you for your kind thoughts I truly appreciate it, and especially for the inspiration to finally write something new. When I read the poignant quote the muse went to work using it to conclude my thoughts. I think everyone has felt like they've lost their color every now and then, the trick is to realize it and get it back
Many blessings Sandi
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I love the way you eloquently
worded this piece. The flow is
gental but with a depth that
can't come close to being
ignored. You spoke unsure of
what might have caused this
girl(whether it be you or not)
to leave what used to be her,
and I like that because it leads
you to come up with your own
conclusion and those are the best
poems...the ones where you have to
guess what was supposed to be next.
Great write.
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