Alone, I stand upon the shore and watch,
As sailors kiss their lovers' cheeks goodbye.
I hide my head inside my heart, a notch
Where I can wipe the moisture from my eye.
It's not that I am crying, just, nearby,
That site brings memories of my old love.
I hate him now, and yet, tears blur the sky;
I send my heart out to the birds above.
I wish that I could be a mourning dove,
So white and pure, I would bring calm and peace.
Instead, I seem to wreck what tales tell of--
With me, those magic sparks of stories cease.
I do not have a love, and yet, I'm here,
And I still have a heart, and thus, a tear.
A contest entry
- BATTLE OF THE SONNETS ROUND 3 by mamad.
750 points, ended July 3, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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ooops, forgot the applause. My favorite all time Line: hate him now, and yet, tears blur the sky;
But I love the last line too. You guys are geniuses- and you could write such beautiful poetry with depth of character. It's simply beautiful.
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wow, this express of love, mourning and loss is so natural. I have not read many sonnets where the natural expression comes through with perfect flow. This really does it. It's beautiful, and perfect.
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I Love this poem....... It makes me feel the emotions and I understand how you feel!! I have been through alot with guys and finally i have swore them off for now until my heart mends!!!! Well great write and keep up the good work! Feel free to check out my page anytime!!
Jess
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read and scored
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