The days are odd,
not as they were before.
Sweet memories slip away one by one,
no one knows why...
found in a strange place,
I don't know it...
Torn from a place I knew,
Torn from a place that would never live.
A contest entry
- IT'S A QUICKIE! 10/10/24 by HarvesterOfHearts.
400 points, ended October 1, 2007, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
okay well... it's not good but whatever
Comments
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"sweet memories slip away one by one"... that is such a sad thought. But I can see that happening in a word of every day busyness. Good luck in the contest.
Midnight Lace -
this is an amazing piece i love it. it uses the prompt so well. there is nothing more that i could want from this poem. the way it lows... especially the ending... it's just magnificant. this is a true poem.
best luck
~theharvester
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