with snow-sharp paralysis I wander
chained to empty
through the bleak forgetful
apathy tastes of moon-roses
silver under darkness
running silken past my fingertips
in this freeze, I memorize photographs
and watch until they move, open-handed
like the breeze
I wait for petals on my tongue,
stretched motionless
under an infinite sky pulling blue
from within my blood
and sudden-blink, I’m forgetting
how to live
Author notes
If I had picture-hosting-abilities, this would be used ~ by bloodredsangre
A contest entry
- Give Me A Mood...I want to feel it! by LadyLavender.
625 points, ended April 20, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Looking For Crickets by Celticmoon.
1500 points, ended July 15, 2007, 16 entries
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To forget how to live...I think we all get so caught up some times that we do indeed forget how to live. Often life has a tendency to run off ahead of us without any warning of any kind and we find outselves chasing after it, playing catch up. Thank you for entering and good luck!
Blessings
Bel
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"apathy tastes of moon roses" What a beautiful line!! I think your first stanza would read better by switching lines 2 and 3. The final word is not up to me, but I would label this cricket.
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This is why you're on my list of favourites, girl. Your words are full of magic. I love how this one's set out... non-capitals are awesome, giving it a dreamy, floaty, sad & small feeling.
DancingRed.
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Talent...All the Way!
This poem truly impressed me...I needed confimation from another reader what this poem conveyed. She very much got the same feeling as myself...depression and alzeimers. While reading this i felt deeply sad because the protaganist was truly trying to hold on to what she cherished most...her memories. your eloquence and metaphors outstanding;imagery as well.
Love that its set lower-cased.
Good luck and thank you for entering.
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Friggin Awesome!
You clever, clever monkey! This poem is awesome. The spacing and punctuation were well-used tools. Kudos on this one.
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