The sharp pain of paper cuts never quite healed.
How long has it been since I thought of her?
Even with the ache of years behind us,
Ragged questions crawl across dry tongues.
Expecting nothing, but hoping for
A scrap of insight into why she
Left without saying a word...
Author notes
I found this picture to be almost ethereal (hence the acrostic). Emelia is the only one looking and she is going both nowhere and somewhere at the same time. I liked that her mouth was covered too--that added to the haunting nature of the photo.
http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a21/alto_babe/untitled.jpg
A contest entry
- Picture leakage by Vernal.
550 points, ended March 6, 2007, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Your writing is amazing.
I feel the pain in your words.
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now this is amazing well done i really really like this poem utterly perfecto xxx
laura xxxxx

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Amazing... I'm speechless.


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this was a great poem and you are a great wrighter keep up the great work and return the favor i will read more and i hope we can be friends thanks for sharing
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Opps!!!
I did this to a guy before! He still tries to talk to me!! Soryy I know it hurt you, and I dunno the circumstances or what ever but he deserved he was abusive and it was the only way i could get out -
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This poem was inspired by the picture for a contest. It was not a part of my history.
There is no excuse for abuse that makes it okay. Escape and never look back. Telling the other person you are leaving will only open the door for more trouble. If you feel guilty, write them a letter and mail it without a return address and maybe even mail it while on vacation somewhere else so they can't track you down. Abuse is not love and don't believe anyone who tells you otherwise. I wish you well in your future and thanks for the comment!
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Jimminy-Crickets!
This piece was outstanding! You certainly pulled some deep thought out of this picture
Congratulations on your Silver trophy! It was well deserved
I even liked what you said in your authors notes about going somewhere and nowhere at the same time.
~Corvidae


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every time you write something in the angst category it suprises me... because you usually have such happy little poems.
I enjoyed this.
Well... hope you are well Jim.
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Mae carnen, mel amin
Thank you for sharing this lovely accrostic and good luck in the contest.
The concept of a love lost has long been favoured by the poets. In their turns they have variously bemoaned the loss of beauty, youth, fame, life... The poetry of loss is a genre unto itself. Immediately made poignant by its implications of tragedy, freighted with an irrevocable absence often shadowed by pain and sadness. I think loss works pretty darn well in verse. And I'm also certain you understand all this. Perhaps better than you may care to.
The art of losing is hard to deal with but most people are good at it. Its universal appeal is what makes your poem so powerful. We have all lost someone...we all get pissed when we loose the little mundane things like keys or a wallet or eyeglasses. I think you are telling the reader to let go. Simple and pure... just let go!
Reminds me of the Dylan song, "Most of the Time."
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.
♦ crissy

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haunting
Wow Jim. This poem was, just as you described the picture, ethereal and haunting. I loved the way it sort of whispered across my mind as I read it. I was fascinated by the intense imagery given with such few and simple words.
Very well done. I want to enter this contest too! I think I will! (Of course I could never beat you in a contest!)

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Oh, I do love this. The picture is so wonderful, and the poem is so perfect. You have such a wonderful way with words, my dear friend. Hugs, Patricia


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Oh I absolutely love this! 'Tis exactly the sort of writing I was hoping for and a wonderful take on the photo at that. Thank you very much for entering my contest and good luck.


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Thank you for the inspiration!
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