Sitting by the waters edge.
my hand slowly moves through the cool water.
Its a warm summer day yet..
i feel so cold .
As the water looks at me
I lean in to see .
A girl of age seven .
Shes standing there holding her ears
to the screams of her parents,
the drinking has gotten worse.
She holds her breath as not to be heard,
a little tear escapes her eye.
Now i see,
as the water looks at me.
A young lady tender age of 16.
She's sleepy that day
as she puts on her first wedding dress.
She knows its just an escape ,
a temporary fix.
She wishes she wasn't standing there ,
saying her vows.
People thinks shes happy ,three year go by.
as she signs the divorce paper
a little tear escapes her eye.
(I stop looking for a moment
to much to bare
the water see's to much
i stretch for a moment
looking to the sun
letting it warm me before i look again)
I lean over again
To see the water looking at me,
She is nineteen and rebellious.
She see herself at a table
a few people around she picks up the straw
and breaths in the drugs.
Its become her friend
over and over again.
She laughs but knows its wrong
her reflection shows a skeleton of what she used to be.
She leaves this place knowing not how she got home,
she looks around
scared.
a little tear escapes her eye.
(I am braver now
the water looks at me
I look back hard willing it now
to show me the good..
I say alittle prayer
and the water see's me again)
I am twenty three.
my looks have changed to my surprise,
My stance is steady for God met me.
The water shows each birth of four children
a glorious sight to see..
memories of little brown eyes looking up at me .
Memories of blue eyes three laughing and playing
with me.
She colors in coloring books with them,
a piece of her on each page .
She lovely wipes sticky faces
joy abounds,
as a little tear escapes her eye.
(I sit up again
reflecting on the beautiful memory.
do i dare look once more)
The water looks at she once more,
last time.
What does it see..
Time has been bad and good to her.
For now she draws back away
from the waters edge,
It would be to much to look again
shes now forty one.
She feels to alone to look
she thinks to herself,
as a little tear escapes her eye
The water will have to wait.
to look at her once more.
(I stand up full of emotion
I walk away.
For reflecting now
to many tears will escape my eyes...
and the water will see)
my hand slowly moves through the cool water.
Its a warm summer day yet..
i feel so cold .
As the water looks at me
I lean in to see .
A girl of age seven .
Shes standing there holding her ears
to the screams of her parents,
the drinking has gotten worse.
She holds her breath as not to be heard,
a little tear escapes her eye.
Now i see,
as the water looks at me.
A young lady tender age of 16.
She's sleepy that day
as she puts on her first wedding dress.
She knows its just an escape ,
a temporary fix.
She wishes she wasn't standing there ,
saying her vows.
People thinks shes happy ,three year go by.
as she signs the divorce paper
a little tear escapes her eye.
(I stop looking for a moment
to much to bare
the water see's to much
i stretch for a moment
looking to the sun
letting it warm me before i look again)
I lean over again
To see the water looking at me,
She is nineteen and rebellious.
She see herself at a table
a few people around she picks up the straw
and breaths in the drugs.
Its become her friend
over and over again.
She laughs but knows its wrong
her reflection shows a skeleton of what she used to be.
She leaves this place knowing not how she got home,
she looks around
scared.
a little tear escapes her eye.
(I am braver now
the water looks at me
I look back hard willing it now
to show me the good..
I say alittle prayer
and the water see's me again)
I am twenty three.
my looks have changed to my surprise,
My stance is steady for God met me.
The water shows each birth of four children
a glorious sight to see..
memories of little brown eyes looking up at me .
Memories of blue eyes three laughing and playing
with me.
She colors in coloring books with them,
a piece of her on each page .
She lovely wipes sticky faces
joy abounds,
as a little tear escapes her eye.
(I sit up again
reflecting on the beautiful memory.
do i dare look once more)
The water looks at she once more,
last time.
What does it see..
Time has been bad and good to her.
For now she draws back away
from the waters edge,
It would be to much to look again
shes now forty one.
She feels to alone to look
she thinks to herself,
as a little tear escapes her eye
The water will have to wait.
to look at her once more.
(I stand up full of emotion
I walk away.
For reflecting now
to many tears will escape my eyes...
and the water will see)
Author notes
This was scary and hard
now i can look in the water
sometimes.
In a list
A contest entry
- Time is a Face on Water. by Dusty.
550 points, ended June 23, 2007, 17 entries
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Silver trophy winner
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Gold trophy winner
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Honorable mention
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Comments
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Such beautiful imagery.
I feel like I'm there with me, dipping my toes in.
I kind of like how this is almost like a monologue, talking to yourself, or saying of yourself what you are doing. -
OMG> this was indeed awesome, straight to the finalists with you, my dear.


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Wow
Dora my girl, thank you very much! i am honored!
hugsss
~Lisa~
aka lifetime
this was under my other name
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this was quite a bit longer than i would normally read but i was drawn in from the image, then the first stanza all the way to the end. this was so full of pain and heart wrenching emotion, you can tell this was written from deep within. congrats on your trophies, it deserves them
be well and be blessed
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I like this. the style is amazingly captivating and the story grabs the heart and wrenches forth a tear. I regret to say, I must remove it though. Not really, but I will be forced to if you do not add your name to the author's comments within seven days.I would regret to do that, as this is a great write which will likely be in the top ten, or better.
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ummmm WOW!
Well you just made my night! I am so honered by this Gold because so many of the poets in this contest are the best! So wow i never dreamed this would win!
I am so humbled right now ...Thank you so much for reading my poem and seing what it was saying.
Best regards,
and God Bless You,
~Lisa~
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Thanks! Dark Wolf my name is added

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very nice piece....really interesting and it was beutifully written
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Wow sis interesting piece
A bit sad as I was reading it, I could feel your pain. We all wish our lives could be like in a fairy tale book. But with life, there is joy and love but sometimes there is more is pain and sadness. Some times it takes a lot of strength to continue forward. But you are still so young and I am sure there is still a lot of love and joy out there for you sis. Outstanding piece even if it’s a sad part of life Stay strong Love you
(LISA)
" For now she draws back away
from the waters edge,
It would be to much to look again
shes now forty one.
She feels to alone to look
she thinks to herself,
as a little tear escapes her eye
The water will have to wait.
to look at her once more."


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Amazing!!!! It was like something out of a novel. Like I was standing there with this person going through the different stages in this person's life. Great imagery. I think a lot of teenagers would benefit from reading something like this. Thanks for the comment on my poem!!!

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I bet, lots of painhere
What an insight into the mind and experiences of you and the pain and suffering. Life has been unpleasant and kind and can be both, as many choices we have to make. Enjoyed the sharing, though i could feel your pain and heartache. Hang in there, sis, you are loved.



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