she sits on the cusp of
hopefulness
and peers in;
the tea leaves cannot be read
and she hasn't finished drinking
last year yet...
mapless,
she has wandered,
journeyed hard,
and so often alone;
resolute, she knows
nothing can compare
the then with now
nothing, except the
feeling...
new year hopes and aspirations,
new dreams to whisper on night air,
new beginnings and endings;
new lovers circled
with a fingertip,
yet to be
awakened...
A contest entry
- NOW WHAT? by Dalaney.
1000 points, ended January 6, 2008, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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thanks.
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Oh, this is written so well and yes, it got to me...where it counts. Thank you, thank you, for this entry. Love, Lane
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thank you
elaine
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Excellent
The title is effective as part and parcel of the poem aswell as an introduction. The first stanza could stand alone as twenty four words which are compact with impact, they have a poignance that is pertinent but yet not punchy. I am bookmarking to re read.
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awesome
I have struggled to comment on your work for some time now, not because, I couldn't think of anything to say, but that there was far too much to say.. your words seem to echo through me...rememberence of things I would rather forget, things that are too painful to remember, things I don't want to go to...just pain hun..I guess I am saying your poetry is fantastic, doing just as it should..stirring up emotions in the reader.
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This is beautifully penned...there's a wistfulness to this, yet at the same time a strong feeling of hope. Enjoyed!
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I think you captured well the feeling of adriftness certainly I get , I suppose everyone does at this time in the year's cycle.
I shan't be mapless though. I got a Tomtom today.
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"new beginnings and endings;
new lovers circled
with a fingertip,
yet to be
awakened..."
awesome... love this poem...
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"and she hasn't finished drinking
last year yet..."
My eyes wanted to stay there in that line...wow... beautiful, beautiful poetry. Life is always a series of beginnings and endings.
~ Nicolette
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Oh I love that little whisper of adventure here ... drinking up the old cup for something freshly brewed and hot
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"and she hasn't finished drinking
last year yet..." Wow!
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so much to look toward-
so much said in so few lines- and really with very few tangibles.. but the tangibles are well written in the perhaps and maybes of the future
the tea leaves
help predict the future- and set a perfect tone here
i love the hopeless to hopefullness here.
nicely written..
m
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