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Frozen.
Forgotten.
On the shores of emancipation.
Liberty tasted never so sweet.

I see the trees,
Dried blossoms disentegrating in the wind.
Ancient fruit hangs decrepid from the branches.

Death fills my every touch.
Life permeates your every action.

Vivacity and emaciation,
Could it be that you've seen
Anything more
Than this
Transient, temporal sky?

Walk with me further
Make the hills burst forth with existance
From your laugh
    Your grace
          Your touch

I deem it terribly so
That I may never know
Stability
Without you, my love,
as my catalyst.

A waterfall flows from my mouth:
Of dreams,
    Of thoughts,
          Of busted intent,

And still you stay

I wonder,
Is there any power in this staccato silence?


Stay with me a while longer...
We'd warm our hands by the fire and talk of things long past.

Of the future.
    Of the surreal.

And paint our canvasses with our ideals.

Indecision inhabits them both.
Confusion, from provocation and declaration
Washes over all incongruences
And steeps in argent stories and theories.

Watch the sky
    The stars...
          The moon...

They revolt against their indigo plateau.


Link hands.

Fuse souls.

They're lost
Tossed
Upon cerulean spindrift.

But in their sudden remuneration of meaning
They'll never forget their undertaking
Of nothing except themselves

Frozen.
Forgotten.
Together.

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  • sweetpearl
    July 4, 2007
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    WHAT OPTION IS THIS?

    • sweetpearl
      July 8, 2007
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      if you do not care to have this DQ'd you will answer this by tomorrow.


  • Chelsea Void
    June 16, 2007

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    very very beautiful. your word choice was astonishing and without fail fulfilled my expectations of imagery. i like the style of its wandering thought progression, revolving around one topic, but branching off into other little spheres of interest. lovely poem. fantastic idea.

    one of the best stanzas: I deem it terribly so
    That I may never know
    Stability
    Without you, my love,
    as my catalyst.

    awesome.

  • AlternateCandidate
    June 14, 2007
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    This is a very beautiful poem with strong images and great word choice. Unfortunately, I can't completely understand the message you're trying to get across. I'm not suggesting that it's any fault of yours, but I would really appreciate it if you would explain it to me.

    • ImprintedAFTERMATH
      June 15, 2007
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      Essentially, I was trying to comment on the lostness and confusion of the first few months of a relationship with someone who is your complete and utter opposite.


  • Viyanna Rosemarie 2
    June 14, 2007

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    the vocabulary in this is fantastic. i happen to like words that make me think and this one has several of them. (a good thing) the usage of periods in the beginning give a stacatto feel when i read it and that is also quite affective for the write. for some reason:

    They're lost
    Tossed
    Upon cerulean spindrift.

    stands out to me. i can close my eyes and see the spinning. thank you for entering this raven qualifier and i wish you the best of luck in the contest. viyanna rosemarie

  • ImprintedAFTERMATH
    June 14, 2007
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    Inspired by:

    Soma - Smashing Pumpkins

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