... Imagination?
Dispirited sounds reflecting
in harmony with the stone
washed with rain,
engraved by memories.
Lovers
searching each other’s lips
like night butterflies
under the lights...
Fingers knotted
like words.
Reality...
Lungs are trying to keep
suppressed sighs.
...
Just an old
picture postcard,
torn edges,
faded memories
like prisoners of
broken promises...
Water is still running
under the
Ponte dei Sospiri
Author notes
Pictue taken from Nicolette's site
Photo: Bridge of Sighs, Venice
special edited for this poem by myself.
Thanks to all poets and other who visited my site to read and comment my poetry.
In a list
A contest entry
- about bridges and sighs...II (Invite only)!! by Nicolette.
600 points, ended January 7, 2007, 2 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - B is For Bridges....Follow Me to Z....Metaphorically by Blue Rew.
870 points, ended May 31, 2007, 6 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrite Awesomeness For Trophy Winning Poems!! Rock on!! by Tangled Angle.
440 points, ended July 21, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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How delightful of a poem. I quite enjoyed this one and found the style interesting. Good job
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Yes, old postcards can carry plenty of memories - life continues on, but these memories are on hold. Way to go- HM.
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Excellent poem, thanks for the entry, best of luck.
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This is a very nice write with a sense of... nostalgia....? Yes...
Very nice! Good luck in the contest!
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How one piece of paper can span memories and feelings and bring them into vivid contemplation. You entwine the visuals of a perfect moment with the sadness of knowing it can not be recaptured. Lovely, Blue
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I love the emotions in this poem. the picture goes awesome with it. fits it perfectly!
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Thank you. I am glad you like it
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Old harbors of thought anchored in vision and memory do span our histories, and you catch them from the ethers with your fingertips, postcard, and pen. Indeed, the similies and metaphors are timeless. This is such a lovely piece of work! This a haunting of the heart. If stones could speak...they certainly echo here! ~ Karen
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Thank you Karen. Yes, if only stones could speak...sometime better not...This picture came out from the past but as I said at the end of this poem:
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Water is still running
under the
Ponte del Sospiri
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~Sonja~
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“Water is still running under the Ponte del Sospiri” – such a beautiful ending to this very nostalgic and lovely poem, Sonja. I love it when a poem has such a strong ending as it makes your words linger so much longer in the eyes and the mind – to me that line alone is a poem in itself! I liked the gentle melancholy of this poem, the “faded memories” you painted here for our eyes to enjoy. Your poem took me back to when I was only 21 and visited Venice....lots of faded memories too; so I can relate very much to the essence of your writing. Thank you so much for this lovely entry and many happy wishes for the journey into 2007.
~ Nicolette
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Photographs and memories are priceless as is this wonderful piece you've written. Simply beautiful!
Thanks for sharing such great imagery through your words. Love it!
Frogz~
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Thank you Frogz for you great and permanent poetic support.
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I have lost count on how often I've tried to comment on this poem by now, clicking on it, clicking it away again -- the problem is, it really speaks to me and I love it, I just can't point out properly why. As I think that lovely poems deserve lovely comments I didn't want to just write "great poem! beautiful!" and leave it at that...please bear with me while I (once more) try to organise my thoughts.
What strikes me most about this poem is the imagery. It is created in a very unique way. There is this kind of metaphor that makes me stop, read the line again, stop once more, ponder about it, read it again and smile about it -- simply because it's the perfect image, the perfect choice of words, all combined in a perfect flow. Lines 3-7 are such a metaphor.
I also enjoyed atmosphere of the poem, it felt -- I'm sorry for being vague -- like a memory echoing back from the past, brought back to life again with only a few words. This effect for me strengthened starting from line 17 onwards, I also think that the use of italics as well as the ... (thought dots? how do you call that?) added to this impression.
I absolutely loved the last three lines. Life goes on, and the world does not stop in its course simply because we get caught up in old memories sometimes (here I am interpreting, and I usually don't like interpreting other people's work!). It was great that you used the Italian phrase instead of the English one, I think it added a touch of authenticity and "been there, seen that". I believe it makes the poem much more personal, and easier to rely to for the reader.
Last but not least (and although it's not really important) -- I adore what you did with the picture. This sepia touch is really very nice and goes well with the poem.
Phew, once I got going it wasn't that hard! Good luck in the contest!
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That was such a great comment. You said that you needed a time to write it but it also takes a time to read it lol. Your comment is outstanding. Thank you for your deep review and your time to do that. You caught each methaphor and picture. I appreciate it very much.
~Sonja~
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Excellent
This is excellent. I love the way you have painted such emotion into this. Great job. Keep penning.
Tabitha
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Thank you Tabitha.
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You are welcome
tabitha
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This poem's flow and imagery was very well done. The idea was original and creative. i might suggest a bit more spacing, but thats it. Good job.
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Hi Sonja. A lovely write and presentation. Beautiful imagery, flow and tone. Lovely expression of emotion. Very good descriptives and word choice. Lovely simile. Good alliteration. A beautiful way to describe memories. Well crafted and a much enjoyed read. Shelley
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"Just an old picture postcard, torn edges, faded memories like prisoners of broken promises..."
Oh, but what that old picture could say if it was given a voice, to let us in on the whispers of those broken promises. You've brought a few of them to life before our eyes, as if watching an old black and white movie. Without sound, their every gesture was heard in our heart and mind. And yes, I heard the 'sighs'
Wonderfully done sweet Sonja! This is one of those times I sit and think 'geeze I wish I had wrote that!'
Best wishes in the contest at hand, Happy New Year!
Love and many blessings Sandi
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Dear Sandi, when I saw you comment I wasn't surprise too much, maybe a little bit, becase you saw this picture the same way I saw it. Like a black and white movie without sound... And, oh, my dear friend, how many times I was thinking the same when I was reading your poetry? Each poet has some growing amplitude and variations. Thank you for your good wishes.
Happy New Year to you too with bunch of hugs.
~Sonja~
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Capturing
"Lungs are trying to keep
suppressed sighs." I had forgot this but when you wrote this I was reminded of those times.
So nice Sonja. Hope your Christmas was special.
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Thank you Jim for you permanent support to my poetic work with your comments and applauses.
Happy New Year.
~Sonja~
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your talent lately is shining. sorry if i did not pay due attention to your previous poems, i am sure one to return to read more of you. this poem is simply beautiful.
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You are always welcome to be my guest.
~Sonja~
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BEAUTIFUL!
There are always scenes, pictures or words that bring certain emotions back to us, certain inner feelings that may have been pushed far back into ones mind and heart. This picture is one such, to bring back a lost love or a feeling long since forgotten. A beautiful poem.
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Thank you Kevin for your deep insight into my poem. I am glad you like it.
~Sonja~
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Lovers
searching each other’s lips
like night butterflies
I loved the imagery in this and thought the poem was beautiful, a sensitive response to the picture. I especially liked the last stanza, there was something very tranquil in these lines, the water moving under the bridge. Best of luck in the competition.
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Thank you as always for your kind and friendly support dear friend and poetess.
~Sonja~
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hi my dear Sonja
wow...it's very nice. Sometimes memories get refreshed by an old photo.
Wish you the best luck in the contest.
Shahrzad
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Thank you dear Shahrzad for comment and good wishes.
~Sonja~
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Wonderful
Oh this is wonderfully written Sonja! I am envious. I feel as if I watch your work evolve, you obviously have a much better command of the language and it shows in your work. I am very impressed, I love this and intend to bookmark it!
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Thank you dear Dawn. I already told you that I am still learning and looking for my mistakes ... It will take me a time but never is too late.
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