A scene as though an angel’s breath
has gasped in awe at nature’s choice
of painting, hushed, silent as death
and winter’s words without a voice.
Illusions of a duck down quilt;
my childish fingers tracing frost.
In quiet peace warm tears now spilt
fond memories of a childhood lost.
Author notes
White Veil © Willard Metcalf 1909
American Impressionist - 1858-1925
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A contest entry
- White Veil - Blue Rew and Pamela A Lamppa by Pamela A Lamppa.
5000 points, ended October 1, 2007, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
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900 points, ended January 11, 2008, 58 entries
Honorable mention
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360 points, ended January 23, 2008, 16 entries
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400 points, ended January 11, 41 entries
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beautiful. good job for winning the trophy!
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Beautiful piece. Brought me back to all the lovely winter memories while I sit here sweating in the summer heat. Didn't know that was possible
Congrats on the gold!
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hmmm......
the rhyme seems to define what you wrote more than I'd prefer.
but before you feel offended please note the amount of applause.
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passim this is beautiful I love the imagery in it. Thank you for entering my contest I wish you the best of luck. Congratulations on the Gold.
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This is so beautiful! It is very vivid and reminds me of own childhood! Good luck in the contest!
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What a beautiful piece of CREATIVE poetry! It shows real imagination and a fantastic skill for writing!
I could just see the scene you were writing about in my mind, and it was so clear! Congratulations, this poem has captured my heart! Well done! -
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Wow, a gold trophy ! Bravo! I think that may help sooth the sting from a couple of these comments. Personally I love the piece, I really like the line:
In quiet peace warm tears now spilt
fond memories of a childhood lost.
groovy write!
Namaste'
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WTF?
Did you write this? If so Great job, great flow, great wording, great rhyme, all i can say is nicely done! Now, if you did not write thsi poem like i think i read... well, great pick on poetry and congraz of the gold! any way it went, GREAT JOB! -
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Well.. Yes I wrote this. All the poems on my pagees are written by me. I do not publish anyone elses poetry on my pages and I do not copy or imitate anyone else. Thank you for reading.
Pat
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That seems a little disappointing
'In quiet peace warm tears now spilt
fond memories of a childhood lost.'
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Sorry you were disappointed. Perhaps you have never shed the silent tear that fond memories can bring.
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I have many times the sad part was
"fond memories of a childhood lost"
It just felt sad to me but its a very beautiful poem.
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oh wow! This is so beautiful, I can totally understand that you won gold with this one. It went really well with the picture - with that last line, it almost felt like you were talking about yourself, because with that line and that picture, it felt like it was old.
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Well... yes, I am old:-) not sure if that was what you meant to say, but your kind comments are very much appreciated. Thank you
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This is a touching and beautiful poem, very much deserving of the gold trophy awarded!
It was a bit sad, but touching nontheless.
Great write!
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This is Precious
This feeling could be produced with rhyme, not without -- I think.
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Bravo Poet
This is just divine. A superb entry to this contest. Meter is spot one and rolled off my tongue in such soft subtle imagery it simply melted in my mouth.
An exceptional entry. Bravo poet. I am so pleased to have read this piece tonight. Thank you for entering our contest. Brilliant poetic superb! ~Pamela
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Love the rhyme, enthralled by the sublime sentiment.
You capture this season...breathe upon it associations of innocence and bygone days when it's beauty and snowy possibilities were gazed upon by youth's eyes. Blue -
Great imagery! Silence is a brave choice to describe nature, but somehow matches perfectly with Winter, and the theme of the poem! Great job. Keep it up!
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lovely poem with breathtaking imagry and detail. Also, justy thought you should know, the poet Melodies has created a contest about dew. I thought your dewdrop poem(whichever one you want) would find a nice gold there
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