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Nebulous

I saw through your crystal ball, my broken cross,
I lay drapped against the black rain...now look at me!
Can you see my pain throbbing in my throat?
She was magic, I'm sure, to your roving eye.
But you are my fate, my dirty nebulous cloud,
Blown about by the winds of change.
But still I cling to your elusive vapors.
Yes, it may have all started with you,
But it will end with me.


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Option #6

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  • Polaja Greeters member
    August 14, 2008

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    Hood-Winked!

    I really like the vibrance of the imagery in this poem - well done - my favorite part was the ownership of the shadow a read much enjoyed!

    Keep writing

    Polly


  • raggyann
    April 3, 2008
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    wow you did them all
    outstanding work


  • crimsondew
    December 16, 2007
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    Wonderful

    Like this approach!


  • lostinthevoid
    October 12, 2007
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    very nice

    I like what you did with this,busting out with all the titles in one powerful,emotion felt write! Good job!


  • Arizona Sunset
    October 11, 2007

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    Wow...intense this was very well done, and I deeply enjoyed your take on the prompt. Very stunning, and powerful, I wish to you all the best in the contest, thank you for sharing this with me


  • tragicallyGifted
    October 8, 2007

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    "Yes, it may have all started with you,
    But it will end with me."

    Hmm.. since I just read your author page and you stated that a lot of your poems have religious influence in them.. I'm wondering if that part I quoted up top can be a reference for a human being talking to god. I ponder this out loud in my comment for the simple fact of wanting your opinion on it.

    This makes me think of...tainted faith, or the questioning of it. Not just religious faith, but faith in a person or one's self.

    "But still I cling to your elusive vapors." <<<--Get what I mean?


    • Spiritual Nature
      October 8, 2007
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      Yes, it is all true. Most of my poems have many levels, just as your's do. Some of the depth and meanings, I only discover after I have written the poem. And I have a tainted faith, mostly in myself. I trust God, mostly, but me, I am such a failure, on so many levels. But I keep reaching for that "elusive vapor", that blinding light of the ultimate truth. Thanks for reading my poem. Love, D

  • lostinthevoid
    October 7, 2007

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    pleas put option #

    I assume this option is the titles...LOL,but please put it in authors notes to be fair to alland to the rules! thanks


  • Tam
    October 7, 2007
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    Wow!

    Intense and so very well done!
    My goodness...you are grand and quite impressive!
    I love the inspiration pic but the emotion and angst you have penned in such a short write is shockingly more powerful...
    I am going to peruse more of your work!
    Blessings! Tammy

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