Ever so often I get this feeling
Of Deja Vu.
Of having been here before
Under the moonlight, under the stars
Whispering sweet nothings.
Bewitched by the perfume of your hair.
I feel I am on stage
Giving a repeat performance,
When all the time I am striving
To find the magic of
That first, unrehersed performance
When you were the leading lady
A contest entry
- Open for 24 Hours #1 by poetryality.
300 points, ended March 4, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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So sweet. You did a wonderful job of telling the reader how sometimes, even when all is absolutely right, it is like a repeat performance. For all has gone before. I love the last part "when you were the leading lady". recalling sweet memories.
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Oh My! You humble me with this poem. It made me chuckle. It made me smile and let loose with a resounding; awwwwww...
It is such a pleasure to know that every female reader that breathes in these words will be floored.
Ever so often...I find a poem that makes me
. This is one of those poems. Thank you ever so much for taking the time to submit an entry in this challenge. I wish you the very best.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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Something about being with someone for the first time that is so magical. You captured this feeling well. Good luck in the contest
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Beautiful
Beautiful Man - you're not as old fashioned as you seem to think. There are more than a few 'rugged manlings' who might learn more than they'd warrant, if they could touch their heart with the same grace as your fine self.
I call them 'manlings' because the proper address should always be held in reserve for those precious ones - those, like yourself, who understand that real male strength lies in being free enough to express.
Your poem travelled direct, from your heart to mine and I must say, I didn't expect it to travel quick so swiftly.
Thank you.
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It's a strange yet wonderful thing,"Deja Vu". And at times frightening too.Miliseconds of captured thought,brought about in memories locked. Away inside the phyche'S snare,recall of feelings buried there.Very important to her ,something recalled small in the eyes of most "her hair",yet brings her smiles beyond compare!Adorable piece .~Suseann
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ah that is so sweet. Do people say ever so often there? I thought it was every so often. Interesting nuance of difference in the language.
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I looked into this and found out one means very often and one means once in a while. I never realized I was hearing the former. Very interesting indeed. I love this "ever so..."
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How precious!
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So was she.
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