A myriad of images stalk around me
The flashes of souls long gone.
Life has left them in a void of time
Meandering, no hurry,no place to go.
Looking for the world serene, at peace
As a sparkling line in the heavens
They seem to flash past me so fast.
A child’s soul plays bat and ball
So quick the images pass me by.
Pipers and soldiers home at last
With family they walk beside, smiling.
Long lost lovers, a glimpse I see
Hand in hand, cheek to cheek.
I know in time myself will be
A flash of a ghost for someone to see.
A contest entry
- Title Creativity by Celticmoon.
425 points, ended April 4, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Your words echo with a haunting eerieness that still is laced with a subtle beauty throughout each line penned. You have done well with your assigned title. This was a pleasure to read and have here in my contest. Thank you for entering and good luck!
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I agree...a hauntingly beautiful write.
You did and excellent job at making your assigned title work.
Well done
Raker
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Completely emotional rascal. You know how this affected me, i thought it hauntingly beautiful and extremely well written. Great work! I loved it.
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nice one sweetheart, good luck with your entry, Mistress
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This was great. I love the imagery you have used here and I wish you all the best in the contest. Really great writing.
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