To cast away conflicting
spells, and welcome whispers
of a new spring.To smile and
truly feel it,to love and
finally accept it.
My face clear as emotions
take backseat, and allow
peace, to settle crying eyes.
Soft winds whirl, towered
in a bath of white light.
The inflicted grosgrain falls, to nestle
naught, as spunned silk spring ever-new soul.
I remove the gauze from my eyes, as
Neptune's illusions,no longer breeds confusion...
I am centered and walk in strength, the spell
has been cast away...as destiny deems
assuredly.
A contest entry
- A Wait In The Wind - One Day Contest by CarolDesjarlais.
600 points, ended April 25, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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the lovely ssssss sound throughout the poem, make it almost secretive... and yet so whisperingly lovely..ty so much for entering.
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this had a fresh feel to it.can make even the most pessimistic human feel hope.lovely work.
~Helen
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Thank you Helen...Something is happening inside and definetly giving a different view...outside!
LL
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"My face clear as emotions
take a backseat and allow
peace to settle crying eyes."
OMG, mommy!
i love this part!
it pretty much makes the entire poem for me!
great pen!
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