Parted are we, by oceans and continents,
I reach out with my mind’s eye,
Breathing shallow… Heart-beat slowing…
To find you… To feel you… Focus… Focus…
And there you are…
I see your smile, so warm, so loving.
Yet it fails to hide the sadness in your eyes.
I look deep into these beautiful windows to your soul,
And touch upon the darkness that dwells therein.
So pure and all consuming.
You spend so much time here, embracing its essence, painting its art and writing it’s words and song.
I see a soul tormented by tragedy, betrayal and a waning trust in the expectations of others.
Yet always hoping that people will prove you wrong…
This soul before me is far more ancient than this lifetime’s memory,
It mourns and longs the glimpses of incarnations past, always feeling, but never truly knowing what was.
A true lover of literature and Gothic romanticism, that stems from past life inclination.
I see passion, I see love and I see sexuality.
For you truly did dance at ‘Abbadon’s Ball’ despite the fantasy of your words.
Half glimpsed memories perceived in twilight shadows as fictions to be written of.
You sit, engulfed in darkness. A flickering candle, your only source of light, as you put quill to parchment… and write.
You embrace this darkness, but you also fear you may become consumed by it.
We are kindred souls, you and I.
We have been touched by darkness and must quell our demons before we can walk in eternity.
Author notes
This will either ring true or be perceived as the insane, lunatic rantings of a mad Welsh poet... You decide.
In a list
A contest entry
- Psychic Challenge by PastelMoons.
4500 points, ended December 24, 2007, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Not very many make me cry, but this did, I think you just wrote about me
or the me that used to be...gosh it touched me so. Your so talented and many times, I think your writing comes from all that you know.......Thank You, Love and Light, Dixie
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shivers
this is a feeling i know well
We are kindred souls, you and I.
We have been touched by darkness and must quell our demons before we can walk in eternity.
I WOULD CHANGE NOTHING
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This is absolutely amazing. I was totally enthrawled throughout the whole poem. The imagery you have used here is wonderful and you painted a perfect picture for the reader. Well done and congratulations on winning the gold trophy.
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Beautiful, a well deserving winner.
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Merry Christmas,
and thank you
for the entry!!
I adore it!!
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Enchanting!!!!
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Fritz I love your thoughtful insight here. Good luck. You ceratainly have a way with words.
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I believe it will ring true.
It is written with much passion.
"I see a soul tormented by tragedy, betrayal & a waning trust in the expectations of others." I can relate to this line.
Good luck in the contest.
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My decision; "It rings true". I am the soul's essence of the muse with which you've used to write. I am those peerless visions that bequeathed the child your brain has conjured. I am that presence that seeks to know but denies truth when it is revealed in such a blatant fashion. I am the wind that whispers in familiar tones, moans, and groans past thunderous waters into the next realm. I AM...
Sorry couldn't help myself. Wondrous work here poet!
Much Love ♥
Renee
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And wonderous work here also...
Thank you for your kind words, it is much appreciated...
cheers,
Fritz...............
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I vote for the insane Welsh poet!
This is very well penned! I hope it rings true..
Best wishes in the contest. Write on......
*PEACE*
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To truly know and understand one's self is a gift to the self,to truly know and understand another is a gift given from ourselves to them...
The poet writes with emotion and intensity without being too intense,with a good command of language and a lilt and rhyme that is not confined by rhythm but makes it's own rhythm.Imagery and imagination are explored and revealed with clarity.A vertible poetic version of "I spy with my inner eye"
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