Each word
flickers
like a new born flame ~
reminding me of sunshine
and candles in the wind...
I stare with expression
changing with the seasons
as time runs into space.
Inside my shell
a thousand dreams unfurl
scripted and deep
each verse lined in form.
My thoughts
spread over keys
black and white portholes
to where I belong.
It's within ~
my room
my hour;
in front of a world
I escape to in need.
Revealing and outspoken
I write who I am
and
I am safe
here.....
A contest entry
- Safe? by Naridill.
495 points, ended November 11, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Good
Good write I like '
My thoughts
spread over keys
black and white portholes
to where I belong."
good comparison
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Beautifully penned, you really gave alot of emotion and penned this through a personal level.
Thankies for entering and much luck
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I write who I am
and
I am safe
here.....
Awesomeness at it's best...
Bravo dear poet
Becky
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Awesome.
Your wording captivated me, and drew me in with each passing line. Thanks for sharing you, and please keep up the great works here. All the best within the contest too!
Peace, Timothy
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"My thoughts
spread over keys
black and white portholes
to where I belong."
Really great writing.
Joe
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all i can say is, bravo!
"My thoughts
spread over keys
black and white portholes
to where I belong"
i love that stanza. it describes my thoughts in a way i never could -
I know exactly what you mean~ but couldn't have expressed it quite as effectively and beautifully as this.
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