Memories nomemories...
new words invented from my own...
paintings nopaintings
like Dali's colors run out on the canvas of my soul...
Borders of words, pictures unframed,
sepia memories
vanished, almost novanished
like a pierced watermark.
Author notes
One of my older poetic work, I hope it fits to this contest
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Honestly, this poem is kind of short but it is powerful. I really like it! Thanks for entering and your entry is appreciated! -
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Thank you for this contest and a chance to show a kind of different poetic expression.
~Sonja~
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Thank you for entering my contest. I'll give my true comment to this poem later.
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such a novel expression in your mouth, though i know you are innovative, yet still – this one surprises me. it is very introvert, yet still exploding outwards with a message you want told and expecting your readers to know, or guess, or simply carry part of the load unknowingly. yes, like a dali fantasy rich painting, yet never really knowing if he intended it this way or the colors just ran out on him. not preventing the overall amazing beauty.
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All my thoughts are like Dali paintings, lol. Mostly I must to collect them, one by one...but, it looks like you graped all of them at once.
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Oh, this is wonderful. "sepia memories" and the descriptions you have used are marvelous. Good luck in the contest!
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Thank you, I am glad you like it.
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