Gentile whispers
kiss the corridor,
where sight begins,
stars shine within the soul,
twinkles of inspiration
create their novas
of reflections.
Pen takes flight
words become beings
as heart hugs them
like cousins.
Long lost loves
coming in reunions
during each night's
grope for mysteries.
Mind gems facet's
burn within,
till Elysium
is where
one sees dawn.
Author notes
Hope I came close to what you were looking for.
A contest entry
- Free Verse...But by masterblaster.
390 points, ended April 15, 2007, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hi, yes, liked this a lot, it is very poetic, many write freeverse that is prose and not poetry, this is poetry,lol, all the best in the comp, not looking forward to judging this comp as there are so many lovely writes, it is a bore we no longer can give two sets of trophies, I think I shall have to run another comp for certain writers, all the best, a pleasure to read
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Thank you so much for the great comment. I wasn't sure if this would fit you contest requirements. I'm thrilled you felt it did.
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I loved reading this, all sorts went through my mind, it was thought provoking all the very best in the contest .
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Thank you so much sweetie. You always know how to brighten an AP dad's day.
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